三姑爷:您好!还像以往那样:当我下班回家,还没有走进您的房间,口中便已习惯地喊道:『我回来了!』还是那间房,还是那张桌子,还是那张床。房间却显得空空的、静静的,只多了桌子上那张挂着黑纱的大照片。我呆呆地站在您的遗像前,望着您那慈祥的笑容,不禁潸然泪下…… Sogu: Hello! Still, as before: When I came home from get off work and did not walk into your room, I used to shout in my mouth: “I am back!” Or is that room, that table or is it That bed. The room seemed empty, quiet, only a large picture of the black yarn hanging on the table. I stood blankly before your portrait, looking at your kind smile, can not help but shed tears ...