儿子下了晚自习，时钟已经指向十点。看不见月亮的漆黑的夜空中，只有几颗摇摇欲坠的小星星，发出忽明忽暗的光。终于到了家，可家中却没有儿子企盼的那种温暖。整个屋子死气沉沉的，让人窒息。桌上摆着两瓶“二锅头”，地上，几个空酒瓶横七竖八地躺着。父亲呆坐着，捧着杯子 The son had a night study and the clock was already pointing to ten. Invisible to the moon’s dark night sky, there are only a few crumbling stars that make a flickering light. Finally arrived at home, but the family did not have the warmth that the son hoped for. The entire house is dead and suffocating. There are two bottles of “Erguotou” on the table. On the ground, several empty bottles lie flat on the floor. Father is sitting and holding a cup