婆婆走了,我的脑海里常会出现两年多前离别时,婆婆那双布满了皱纹的眼睛。噙泪的眼眶,红红的,让我不忍再目睹,生怕自己也会情不自禁陪她流泪。婆婆84岁了,身体每况愈下,咳嗽连连,常常连气都喘不过来,床边放着那老式的像大钢炮似的氧气罐。而我们身在外地,因工作、家庭和孩子,无法常来看望,老人年纪越大,也就越怕离别,我无奈地轻握她的双手,说不出一句安慰的话来。 Her mother-in-law left, my mind often appear more than two years ago, her mother-in-law that covered with wrinkled eyes. Tears tears eyes, red, so I could not bear to see it again, for fear that I could not help but to tears. 84-year-old mother, her body deteriorating, coughing again and again, often gas even breath, the bedside stood like a large steel cannon-like oxygen tank. And we are in the field, because of work, family and children, can not often visit, the older the older, but also the more afraid of parting, I lightly hold her hands, could not say a word of comfort.