我还蜷在被窝里回味梦境时,姐打来电话告诉我二爹走了。“谁谁?上哪儿去了?”我有些发懵,脑子里还混杂着昨夜的梦境。梦中我重回童年,光着脚丫和小伙伴们笑着叫着在乡下的海边追逐嬉闹。以前,我时常梦见河湾里缓缓游动或一下跃起的红彤彤的大鲤鱼。据说梦到鱼会有好运气,不过我己好久没有梦到。“他昨晚去世了。”姐埋怨我:“志平你己是四十岁的人,怎么连这个也听不懂。”我打着哈欠苦笑着说:“昨晚熬夜写材料,脑子一时没转过弯 When I was curled up in the blanket, I called and told me that my father had left. ”Who? Where?“ ”I am a bit stupid, my mind is also mixed with last night’s dream. Dream I returned to childhood, barefoot and small partners laughing and shouting at the beach in the countryside chasing frolic. In the past, I often dreamed of the glowing big carp swimming slowly in the bay or leaps. It is said that the dream of fish will have good luck, but I have long time no dream. “He died last night. ” Sister blames me: “Zhibing you are four-year-old man, how even this can not understand. ” I yawn with a wry smile: "last night stay up late to write Material, the brain did not turn momentarily