大清早,打开手机,第一眼看到的便是“今天是冬至”几个飘着汤圆味道的字眼,我的心快速地跳动起来,思绪不由自主地跟着时光倒退到了儿时的故乡……冬至到了,父亲又缺席了。天还没亮,寒冷的北风仿佛刀子一般割着人的脸。在那个买火水都要火水票的年代,母亲为了省下那一丁点儿火水,灯也舍不得点,就悄悄地摸索着起床了。尽管她的动作很轻,但我还 Early in the morning, open the phone, the first thing you see is “Today is the Winter Solstice ” a few words dripping taste, my heart beating quickly, his thoughts involuntarily followed the time back home to childhood ... When the winter solstice arrived, my father was absent again. The sky is still dark, the cold north wind seems to cut a person’s face like a knife. In that age to buy fire water to fire tickets, the mother in order to save a little bit of fire water, lights reluctant to point, quietly groping to get up. Although she is very light, I still