睡梦恍惚间,隐隐约约传来楼梯上的脚步声,紧接着是下楼的关门声。心知,又是父亲出门了。父亲总是忙碌的,早出晚归,而我总是抱怨他作为父亲没有尽到责任。秋日的雨踏着寒风的萧瑟降临大地。这样的早晨,格外单调,依稀只听雨水交融后的依依不舍;这样的早晨,格外贪婪,仿佛要吞 Between sleep and sleep, the faint sound of footsteps on the stairs followed by the sound of closing the door downstairs. As you know, it was the father who went out. The father is always busy, going home late, and I always complain that he did not fulfill his responsibilities as a father. The rain of autumn falls on the earth with the cold of the cold. This morning, especially monotonous, vaguely listened to the reluctance of the rain after the blend; this morning, especially greedy, as if to swallow