他是在正感到绝望的时候看见多年前用过的吉他的。吉他依旧闪着红亮的光泽,却映出了他鬓角的几根白发。为找工作已经在外头奔波了一个多月,依然是竹篮打水一场空。想到年幼的女儿和早逝的妻子,他的脑海里一片茫茫然。试了试弦,吉他音色依然饱满、纯正。一股难以言喻的情绪突然像决堤的水撞击他的胸口。他试着弹起了一支曲子。这是他年轻时和妻子最爱唱的《送别》。“长亭外,古道边,芳草碧连天… He saw the guitar he used years ago when he was feeling desperate. The guitar is still shining red and shiny, but it reflects a few white hair at his temples. To find a job has been running around for more than a month, is still an empty basket. Think of a young daughter and a premature death wife, his mind a total confusion. Tried trial string, guitar sound is still full, pure. An unspeakable emotion suddenly hit the chest like water burst into his chest. He tried to bounce a song. This is his farewell song sung by his wife when he was young. ”Pavilion, the edge of the road, Fangbibi even days ...