夜深人静,我从书堆里抬起头,疲惫的目光扫过墙上的挂历。忽然,挂历上的一个日子如一道炫目的光,在我眼前闪过———哦,父亲的40岁生日快到了。40岁,正是男人成熟的年龄,本应光彩照人,可父亲还没跨进40岁的门槛,眼角就出现了很深的皱纹,眼睛也不像以前那样清澈明亮了。而前几年, In the dead of night, I lifted my head from the pile of books, tired eyes glanced at the wall calendar. Suddenly, a day on the wall calendar was like a dazzling light flashing in front of me—oh, my father’s 40th birthday is approaching. At the age of 40, it was the mature age of a man who should have been brilliant. But his father had not yet entered the 40-year-old threshold. His eyes had deep wrinkles and his eyes were not as clear and bright as before. In previous years,