“哥们儿!干嘛呐?”我站住:“啊?没干什么,瞎忙,正在写……”“又挣了多少?”“没……没挣多少,一般。”“嘿,咱哥们儿,一部野台班子,一部港台合拍,”他“啪”地一拍腰包:“一方!”我连忙拱手:“恭喜发财,发……”,人家已经走远了。于是我继续走我的路。人们在寻找价值。每一代人都在寻找……在一个见了面先问“挣了多少”的幸福年月儿,我拿起笔,走进了马尾海军学堂,走进了英国皇家海军学院,走进了中国第一艘铁甲巡洋舰,走进了硝烟蔽日的黄海大海战,走进了绝望的刘公岛炮台,走进了悲壮的《北洋水师》……我在寻找他们的价值。他们那时也在寻找——整整一百年前,一群拖着长辫的少年学子列队于 “Why are you?” I stopped: “Ah, I did not do anything, I was busy, I was writing ...” “How much?” “No ... not how many did not earn, in general.” “Hey, my buddies , A wild Taiwan team, a Hong Kong and Taiwan co-production, ”he“ snapped ”a beat pockets:“ One! ”I quickly handed over:“ Kung Hei Fat Choi, Fat ... ... ”People have gone far. So I continue to go my way. People are looking for value. Every generation is looking for ... In a happy year that first met and asked “How many earned”, I picked up the pen, walked into the Mawei Naval Academy, entered the Royal Naval College, into the China A carabiner, into the smoke of the Yellow Sea battles, into the desperate Liugongdao fort, into the tragic “Northern Navy” ... ... I was looking for their value. They were also looking for it - a hundred years ago, a group of teenagers with long braids lined up