“轰隆轰隆……”阿爸半夜时分开着柴油机船时海去了,妈妈站在沙滩上眺望愈去愈远的阿爸的背影。我读三年级时的一天,阿爸又是半夜时分去捕鱼。上第二节课时,突然风云变色,刹那间雷雨交加。我想到爸爸,担心起来。好不容易熬到放学,我奔跑回家,家中空荡荡的。 “Bang Bang ... ” Dad left the sea when the diesel ship to go to the sea, my mother stood on the beach overlooking the more distant dad’s back. One day when I was in third grade, my father went fishing again in the middle of the night. On the second class, a sudden color change, an instant thunderstorm. I think of my father, worry about it. Finally boil to school, I ran home, home empty.