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My birthday is August 26, 1889. I was born in Toronto, canada. At the age of five and her parents immigrated to Munich, germany. I graduated from Germany's most famous military academy: (...). My father is a businessman, and my mother is a housewife. I have a brother and a sister. Parents are very strict with our requirements. I have a tall, blond hair, and blue eyes. I like sports, is good at swimming and distance running. In 1914, the outbreak of the first world war. As a Canadian, I have a duty to use my body to withstand a hail of bullets, protection of our country. I'm in Germany, is one of Canada's largest enemy. What should I do? So, I chose a very dangerous road -- spy. I sneak into the enemy within, is stationed in the military office of canada. In the work, I made that make my life unforgettable friend, he is (...). He is a spy for the same occupation, the effect of canada. We make a great team. But in a transmit confidential when, I found, he should provide false information to the motherland! "Mutiny" this two word suddenly appeared in my mind. I hold one's tongue to change information back. I since then, began to guard against him, to ensure that every time the information is accurate. Until then, I realized I was so stupid. He is just going to put my true identity out. This is I know, isn't he die, I die. I managed to set him up. He was dead. My heart is very painful. This happened to me a great impact. The state soldiers to fight with the enemy at the outside, and I even have my nationality can not be said! In the country's soldiers are to resist, but I will respectfully to the enemy! Looking out at the street a hail of bullets, killing, greatly small explosions, filled with bloody world, my heart was not extinguished the flames! I've stolen the enemy's secret, to the national transmission information again and again. In 1918, the war finally came to an end. I returned to my hometown -- Toronto. That kind of feeling, can not use words to describe. A war, a terrible war, he was stripped of many people's lives, a war, a tragedy of the war, no one have a real sense of victory. Hope, my future, the future of the world, will be happy, peaceful.