他,一名普普通通的蹈火者,一名少校警官.尽管他的事迹登过报纸,上过电视,但在他成功的背后,却又有多少家人的付出.那是几年前的一个冬日.那天是星期四,丽日晴空下,仍不时袭来阵阵阴冷的寒气,青天高挂着金黄的太阳,洒下水晶似的温柔的光线.那时刚刚随军不久正在家中休息的妻子突然被一阵刺耳的警笛惊起,她急忙跑到窗户往外一瞅,心顿时提到了嗓子眼上.只见家中对面工厂烈焰腾空,浓烟翻滚.这也许和她丈夫的职业有关,她顾不上多想,便匆匆下楼,向火场奔去. He, an ordinary firefighter and a major police officer, paid for his family, despite the fact that he went to the newspaper and went to television, but how many families paid for it. On a winter day, it was Thursday, under the sky of the Regent, still hit a cold chill from time to time, the blue sky with golden sun and crystal-like gentle light, and suddenly the wife who was resting at home shortly afterward Sounded by a jarring siren, she hurried to the window and looked out, his heart suddenly referred to the throat, saw the factory opposite the house flames vacated, the smoke rolled.This may be related to her husband’s occupation, she attend to Think about it, they hurried down the stairs, ran to the scene.