关于父亲的回忆 ,是琐碎的 ,十几年的拼凑也只是一个破碎的故事。父亲是文革结束前一届的毕业生 ,恢复高考制度后 ,他去应试 ,落榜了。自从我记事起 ,冷漠是父亲永恒的表情 ,沉默是他惟一的语言。十几年的共同生活 ,他却只能给我如同路人的感觉 ,彼此是那么的生疏。十八年前 , Memories of his father are trivial, more than 10 years of patchwork is only a broken story. His father graduated the previous year before the end of the Cultural Revolution, restored the college entrance examination system, he went to the exam, get the job. Since I remember, indifference is the father’s eternal expression, silence is his only language. Ten years of common life, he can only give me the feeling of passers-by, each other is so unfamiliar. Eighteen years ago,