腊月的一天,窗外飘着雪花,解放军第302医院门诊大厅的椅子上,一位手握拐杖的老人不时起身张望。几个小时过去了,天色渐晚,大厅里的人越来越少,外面的雪也越下越大,老人依然等在那里,眼睛不停地张望着一个方向,生怕错过什么。过往的患者和工作人员不时投去诧异的目光:这么久等在这里,这老人等谁 On the day of the twelfth lunar month, the window floats with snowflakes. On the chair of the outpatient hall of the 302nd Hospital of People’s Liberation Army, an old man with walking sticks sometimes looks up. A few hours later, the weather is getting late, fewer and fewer people in the hall, the snow is getting bigger and bigger outside, the elderly are still waiting there, eyes kept looking in one direction, for fear of missing something. Past patients and staff from time to time cast surprised eyes: so long waiting here, who the elderly