当那个佝偻的背影不再出现,当那一道道菜肴已在记忆中淡了味,当那一串串唠叨不再回响,我还是没能习惯这突如其来的一切,也不愿意相信梦醒时分的现实是真的。仿佛还只是昨天,昨天的笑容如今在湖面上倒映出多么不和谐的泪水。这一天终究还是来了,来 When the shameless figure no longer appears, when the aisle dishes have been pale in memory, when that string of nagging no longer echo, I still can not get used to all this sudden, do not want to believe in awakening hours The reality is real. As if it were only yesterday, yesterday’s smile reflected in the lake how disgusting tears. This day is still coming, come