王效东在北京友联出租车公司当了5年“面的”司机,钱比以前挣的多多了。可他总找不到满足感,眼前时不时地老晃动着当年参军时,在演兵场上龙腾虎跃、受到部队嘉奖的一幕幕;也老闪现从部队转业到一家国有企业,埋头苦干,还入了党的情景。如今开“面的”孤零零的一个光杆司令,发动机一响,从早晨忙到天黑,钱袋鼓了,魂好像丢了。他悟出来了:过去是 Wang Xiaodong in Beijing Union Union taxi company for 5 years “face ” driver, money earned much more than before. But he always could not find a sense of satisfaction, now and then the old shaking the old when joining the army, in the field of soldiers and leaps and bound, the force awards scene; also old flashed from the troops to a state-owned enterprises, hard work, but also into Party scene. Now open “face ” a solitary light rod commander, the engine rang, busy from morning to dark, purse drum, and the soul seems to have lost. He realized: the past is