一父亲终于来到深圳了,行李只有一只箱子、一个帆布包。这两样简陋的行李,让他看起来就像农民工进城。不是父亲刻意从简,而是他的一生就是那么简陋,甚至称得上潦草。箱子里装的是衣物。父亲衣物不多,屈指可数,一年四季都是两套,轮着换洗。但每一件衣服,他都洗得干干净净,穿在身上,就像一株朴素的植物,向空气中散发着自然清香。那只帆布包里,我不知道装的是什么,很沉, A father finally came to Shenzhen, luggage only a box, a canvas bag. These two humble luggage, so that he looks like migrant workers into the city. Not his father deliberately Jane, but his life is so simple, or even illegible. The box is filled with clothing. My father did not have much clothing, only a handful of things, all in two seasons, changing the wheel. But every piece of clothing, he was washed clean, wear on the body, like a simple plant, natural fragrance exudes to the air. That canvas bag, I do not know what is installed, it is heavy,