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去年的春天,正当我疑惑着为何每年的清明节都会下着绵绵的细雨时,噩耗传来了……重症监护室里,那慈祥而又饱受着病痛折磨的公公,每次看望,那紧抓的双手,总令人满眼含泪,忍不住大哭起来。虽然明白这是生命的规律,总那么短暂!那么短暂!课时,那满满的分别,令我总觉得那么的不公!父亲拉着病床上的公公:“爸,要回家?”拖着无力的身躯,却使出全身的力气,呻吟着:“回家!回家!”嘴里的管子推迟这那样痛苦的生命,从不哭的父亲,却含着泪,对我说:“公公想回家了”。可
Last spring, just as I wonder why the annual Qingming Festival will be under the drizzle, the sad news came ... ... intensive care unit, that kind and suffering pains father, every visit, that tight Grasp the hands, always full of tears, could not help but cry. Although I understand this is the law of life, the total is so short! So short! Lesson hours, that full of differences, I always feel so unfair! Father pulled the bed of father-in-law: “Dad, to go home? ” The weak body, but resorted to the strength of the whole body, moaning: “go home! ” The mouth of the tube postponed this painful life, never crying father, but with tears, said to me : “Father wanted to go home ”. can