每当中秋节来临,我都会想起父亲那年捡回家的一箱月饼。如今,父亲离开我们七年之久了,但于我而言,往事依然历历在目,就像发生在昨天。我从小就与父亲在一起过中秋节。记得父母不论多忙,只要到了那天晚上,总会和我们几个孩子一块在院子里赏月:把饭桌从屋里搬出来,摆上月饼和水果。虽然生活不富裕,可我们 Whenever the Mid-Autumn Festival comes, I will recall a box of moon cakes my father picked up that year. Today, my father left us for seven years, but in my case, the past is still vivid, as happened yesterday. I grew up with my father over the Mid-Autumn Festival. Remember that no matter how busy their parents, as long as that night, always with a few of our children in the yard with the moon: the table out of the house, put on moon cakes and fruit. Although life is not rich, but us