一课外阅读,我为孩子们选读了李商隐的《锦瑟》。“锦瑟无端五十弦,一弦一柱思华年……”在孩子们的诵读声中,我仿佛又看见她了。她侧转身,回过头,笑吟吟地看着我说:“记住这首诗,也就记住姨婆了。薇薇,你会永远记住姨婆吗?”“会的,姨婆。”幼年的我脆生生地答,不假思索。“……此情可待成追忆,只是当时已惘然。”朗朗的诵读声中,我沉下心来细细地回忆她的容颜,竟惶然发现,她终究还是远行了。我心深处,她的身影徘徊依旧,却轮廓模糊。时光不断地在亡人日渐模糊的面容上添枝加叶,我终于还 Reading a class, I read the Li Jinyin's “Katherine” for the children. “Katherine foolproof fifty strings, one string one column thinking Chinese ... ” In the children's voice reading, I seem to see her again. Her side turned and looked back, smiling at me and said: “Remember this poem, also remember aunt .Vivie, you will always remember aunt?” “Will, aunt Po. ”Young I crisp answer, without hesitation. “...... This is a time to be recalled, but it was already sudden. ” Lang Lang's recitation, I sank down to carefully recall her face, actually found out that she eventually is a long way to go. Deep in my heart, her figure wandering still, but blurred. The time constantly in the dead increasingly fuzzy face Tim plus leaves, I finally still