有人上门拜访,母亲都会笑容满面地起身让座,乐呵呵地为客人削水果或者倒上热气腾腾的香茗。临别时,出于礼貌,我会从书房出来,和母亲一起与客人道别。等客人们全部走出屋外,我们说过“慢走”之类的话语后,我随手握住门把手,准备关上门,母亲手疾眼快,抓住我的胳膊,阻止了我的动作,小声地对我说:“等一下。”一分钟后,她才轻轻带上门。我纳闷儿:客人已经离开,为何不关门呢。母亲没有言语,只是笑笑。上个月,我去远方的一个 Some people come to visit, the mother will get up to smile, seat, cheerfully cut fruit for guests or pour steaming tea. Parting, out of courtesy, I will come out from the study, and my mother and guests say goodbye. When the guests all walked out of the house and we said something like “walking slowly”, I held the door handle and ready to close the door, my mother’s hand blinking fast, grabbed my arm, stopped my movement and whispered Say to me: “Wait a minute. ” A minute later, she gently brought home. I wonder children: the guests have left, why not close it yet. Mother did not speak, just smiled. Last month, I went to a distant place