新建的大礼堂,坐满了人;我们毕业生坐在前八排,我是坐在最前一排的中间位子上。我的衣服上有一朵粉红色的夹竹桃,是临时来时妈妈从院子里摘下来给我别上的,她说:“夹竹桃是你爸爸种的,戴着它,就像爸爸看见你上台一个样!”爸爸病倒了,他住在医院里不能来。昨天我去看爸爸,他的喉咙肿胀着,声音是低哑的。我告诉爸,毕业典礼的时候,我代表全体同学领毕业证书,并且致谢词。我问爸,能不能起来,参加我的毕业典礼?六年前他参加我们学校的那次欢送毕业同学同乐会时,曾经要我好好用功,六年后也 The new auditorium, full of people; our graduates sitting in the first eight rows, I was sitting in the front row of the middle seat. My clothes have a pink oleander, is the temporary when my mother picked it off from the yard to me, she said: “oleander is your dad species, wearing it, like Dad saw you on stage like a kind! ”" Dad fell ill, he can not come to live in the hospital. Yesterday I went to see Dad, his throat was swollen and his voice was dumb. I told Dad, at the graduation ceremony, on behalf of all my classmates, I received a diploma and thanks. I asked Dad if I could get up and attend my graduation ceremony. When he attended our school six years ago, he had asked me to study hard and to give good lessons. After six years