对父亲的想念一直未曾间断过。在某个清风微醉的早晨,或是有着灿烂阳光的午后,又似乎是繁星当空的夜晚……每当此时,这种想念似乎从身上某个隐隐作痛的深处悄悄地向外弥漫开来,是那样地挥之不去,夹着莫名的惆怅,透着淡淡的忧伤。父亲和母亲在我六岁的时候就离婚了。在那样的年纪,我并不懂得父母离弃意味着什么,只是记忆中,父亲很少在家,终日在外忙碌奔波。孩提时期对 My father’s miss never stopped. In a breeze drunk morning, or afternoon with brilliant sunshine, it seems to be a starry night ... ... Whenever this time, this kind of miss seems to be quietly out from the depths of a body ache Come, is that kind of lingering, sandwiched inexplicable melancholy, reveals a touch of sadness. My father and mother divorced when I was six. At that age, I did not understand what it means to leave my parents. It is only memory that my father is rarely at home and is busy all day long. Baby period right