父亲一下子就从床上爬了下来,我看得清清楚楚,是爬了下来,和进屋的哥哥抱做一团放声痛哭。长这么大,见父亲流过两次眼泪。第一次是我15岁那年,爷爷去世。下葬时,父亲跪在爷爷的棺材前,号陶大哭,说不成一句话来,只是拿头使劲在地上磕,横飞的泪水把父亲沟壑纵横的面孔打得异常憔悴。 My father suddenly climbed out of bed, I see clearly, is climbed down, and hugged his brother into the house crying. Growing so big, see my father shed two tears. The first time I was 15 years old, my grandfather died. Burial, his father knelt in front of Grandfather’s coffin, pottery cry, can not say a word, just take a hard knock on the ground, flying tears of his father gully vertical and horizontal face playing unusually gaunt.