两年前一个寒风裹着冷雨的日子，我搭上顺道去省城的一辆货车，再辗转去一个沿海城市打工。手术初愈的父亲似一棵风中的枯树，颤动着身子向我挥手。妻子教女儿说：“祝爸爸一路平安！多写信回家。”女儿说：“你不是说爸爸去开会，明天就回家吗？”卖无言以对，眼角盈满了汪汪的泪? Two years ago, a cold wind wrapped in rainy days, I took the opportunity to go to the provincial capital of a truck, and then removed to a coastal city working. The father of surgery recovered like a dead tree in the wind, shaking his body and waved to me. His wife taught her daughter to say: “I wish my father all the way safe! Write more letters to go home. ” Daughter said: “You do not mean that my father go to the meeting tomorrow go home? ” Sell speechless, eyes full Wang tears?