我就知道韩佳爱说大话。

I knew Han Jia loves bragging.

“英名不朽”这句大话，毕竟是多么空虚！

How idle a boast, after all, is the immortality of a name!

他们爱说大话，虽然只不过是说说而已。

They love to boast, though often with togue in check.

他，调皮捣蛋，目中无人，爱说大话，眼高手低，不管他做什么，似乎都是对的，没人骂他，没人打他。

He, being naughty, defiant, love to boast, nowadays, no matter what he do, seem to be all right, no one called him, beat him nobody.

相反，在这周的工人党全国代表大话上，一张布满纹理的照片中，这个年轻人只占据着邮票大小的位置，别扭地立于一群冷漠严肃的政客之前。

Rather, it's a grainy postage-stamp-small image of the young man perched awkwardly among a group of grim-looking politicos at this week's national convention of the ruling Workers' Party.