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父亲的葬礼上,她的出现颇为意外。因为,所有亲朋好友中,竟无人识得她的身份。70岁许的妇人,身穿手织的黑色毛衣,襟上别一朵小小的白花。发已花白,梳理得整整齐齐,微胖,容貌依稀可辨年轻时的姣好。是独自一人前来,在葬礼快要结束的时候。入场时,她微微犹豫了一下,然后,缓缓走到沉睡在鲜花丛中的父亲身边,注视他,良久。目光温和柔软,并无太多悲伤。妇人靠近父亲,唇微微蠕动,说了些什么。
Her appearance at the father’s funeral was quite unexpected. Because, all friends and family, actually no one knows her identity. 70-year-old woman, wearing a hand-woven black sweater, do not wear a small white flower. Has been gray, comb neat, slightly fat, looks faintly young when the same good. Come alone, at the end of the funeral. At admission, she hesitated slightly, then walked slowly to sleep in the flowers in the father’s side, watching him for a long time. Soft and gentle eyes, not too sad. The woman was close to her father, her lips slightly moving and saying something.