想起我的父亲,心头总会隐隐地痛。关于他内心的快乐和苦闷,我始终不甚了解。这缘于他的突然离世,也缘于他的不善言辞。有时我感觉父亲离我很远,有时又好像近在身旁。当我思念他的时候,我常常会注目凝望空无一物的墙壁。这时,墙壁会隐隐地幻化出父亲的面容,那迷人的微笑,丰满而富于质感的双唇,令我心 Remembered my father, my heart will always hurt. With regard to his inner happiness and depression, I always do not quite understand. This is due to his sudden death, but also due to his unspeakable. Sometimes I feel my father is far away from me, and sometimes it seems close at hand. When I miss him, I often look at the wall of nothingness. At this time, the wall will faintly turned out his father’s face, that charming smile, full and rich texture of the lips, make my heart