早已经记不清这是第几次来机场送别父亲了,只知道每一次都阳光明媚,只有这次,寒风凛冽。我背对着父亲,沉默着,一句话也不说。“女儿,别这样。”父亲的话听上去有些哀伤。那些沉淀了几年的记忆突然就翻涌上了心头,掀起惊涛骇浪。我捡起一块石头,使劲扔向心海,想让它平静下来,但它却依然如故。 Already remember that this is the first time to send his father to the airport, and only know that every time sunny, and only this time, cold and windy. I was back to my father, silent, not saying anything. “Daughter, do not do that.” My father's words sounded sad. The memory of those who precipitated a few years suddenly surged up my mind, set off a stormy sea. I picked up a stone and threw it to my heart, trying to calm it down, but it still did.