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并非所有都是那般轰轰烈烈,也并非所有都需那般刻骨铭心。我们的爱也许只是那浅浅一个眼神,却足以触及那份最深的情。还记得那是深秋,月露冷,梧桐飘黄,晚景萧疏。我们的爱是浅浅的,并未有机会黏膩在一起。只是那一天,在淡淡的月光下,浅浅的微笑中,于无人注意的角落,我与父亲悄无声息地交换了彼此的位置。静静地看着他在洁白的病床上睡去,轻轻抚着他偶有银丝的鬓角。好几年了,我们从未如此亲近过。骤风吹开窗,我赶紧跑去关窗,生怕惊醒了好不容易休息的
Not all are so vigorous, not all need to be so unforgettable. Our love may be just a superficial look, but enough to touch the share of the deepest feelings. Remember that it was late autumn, cold months, floats Indus, Xiao Shu Xiao night. Our love is superficial, and there is no chance of sticking together. Only that day, in a faint moonlight, a shallow smile, in an unattended corner, my father and I quietly exchanged each other’s place. Quietly watching him sleep in a white bed, gently stroking his occasional silver temples. For years, we have never been so close. Suddenly opened the window, I quickly ran to close the window, for fear of awakened finally rest