十岁时,父亲送我踏上南去求学的列车。自此,一别十年,其中即便相见,也只是偶尔几次,来去匆匆。高三那年冬天回去,与父亲一同去外面吃早餐。下楼问及父亲的身体状况时,他说“:都还好,就是胆囊炎有时有点麻烦。”顿一下,微微一笑,说“:呵呵,丫头大了,爸爸老了。”这样一笑,我的泪 At the age of ten, my father sent me to the south to study the train. Since then, for a decade, even if they meet each other, they only occasionally go and hurry. Seniors returned in the winter of that year and went outside with his father for breakfast. When he went downstairs and asked him about his father’s physical condition, he said, “It’s okay, it’s cholecystitis. It’s a little troublesome.” He paused, smiled, and said, “Hehe, my head is big and my father is old.” Tears