朝霞满天或夕阳西下时,我陪着妈妈在公园里悠闲地散步,阳光把我们的影子拉得很长很长,像是要把最美的时光永远停留在这一瞬间。1妈妈赶到医院时,医生已经把管子都拔掉,呼吸机也停了。爸爸安静地躺在那儿,像熟睡一样。我握住他的右手,姐姐握着他的左手,陪他度过生命中最后的时光。在重症监护室的这14天零6个小时,已经耗尽我们所有的泪水。此刻,我们只能一边感觉着他的手慢慢变 As the sky glows or the sun sets, I accompany my mom to take a leisurely walk in the park. The sun shines on our shadow for a long, long time, like keeping the most beautiful time in this moment forever. When the mother rushed to the hospital, the doctor had pulled the tube off and the ventilator stopped. Dad lay quietly there, as if sleeping. I hold his right hand, my sister holding his left hand, spend the last moments of his life with him. The 14 days and 6 hours in the intensive care unit have run out of all of our tears. At the moment, we can only feel his hand slowly changing