一位老人在窄窄的古栈道上踽踽独行。道旁的杨柳垂下千万缕柔丝来,挽住了回忆,牵住了相思,缠绵着、缝绻着的是老人一生的悠悠长梦……抚摸着一步步走过的古栈道,一路上都是离情;守望着一点点走近的未来时光,记忆里仍有温馨。杨绛先生坚强地微笑着面对生活。她是一个传奇,她在家庭上倾注了最珍贵的心血,而这种死亡不能斩断的情感给了她独 An old man walked alone on the narrow old plank road. The willows on the road drooped down ten million silks, caught memories, and held Acacia, lingering and sewing a long dream of the old man’s life... stroking the old path through the path along the way. All are departed from the situation; watching for a little bit of the coming time, the memory is still warm. Yang Lan smiled and faced life with a strong smile. She is a legend. She devoted the most precious efforts in her family, and this kind of death can’t be interrupted by her emotions.