友人于不经意间向我说起他曾亲眼所见的一次新、老护士的授帽仪式:没有晚会式的大红大绿、没有横幅或者锦旗、没有鼓乐锣镲的齐鸣,却有无伴奏女声如唱诗般轻轻吟唱,散着一头乌发身着一袭白衣的年轻姑娘,手上托着的红盘中央燃着一枝微光摇曳的白色蜡烛,她缓步走到一位满脸慈祥的老护士面前,和着吟唱慢慢单膝跪地,然后老护士从自己斑白的鬓发上,郑重地取下那燕翅形的洁白护帽,轻轻戴在年轻护士的乌黑头发之上。尽管他说的时候口气平静,我也 Friends inadvertently talked to me about the granting ceremony of a new and old nurse who he had witnessed personally: there was no party-style glitz, no banners or pennants, no gongs, no accompaniment of girls Singing softly as a choir, with a black hair dressed in a white young girl, holding the red plate in the hands of the central burning a shimmering white candles, she slowly walked to a kind face old In front of the nurse, singing and singing slowly one knee, and then the old nurse from his own white hair on the hair, solemnly remove that Yan-wing-shaped white hat, gently wearing black hair on the young nurse. Although he said calm tone, I too