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2007年6月15日21时40分,我最尊敬的焦力人老部长离开了我们,他在生命之门顽强地徘徊了130天,这一天成为永久的定格。这是一个黑色的周末,一个泪水浸泡的长夜。我在协和医院ICU病房门前,接过安睡焦老遗体的推车,看着他安详得像睡着了一样的身体,我轻轻地在他耳旁呼唤,泪水洒满了去太平间的长廊,我不相信焦老就这样走了?我在盖着白布单的焦老遗体上摸了摸他的心脏,似乎感到他的心仍然在跳动着,我宁愿相信这是真的:他还活着!难道苍天会这样无情吗?!我问苍天,苍天不应;我问大地,大地无声。我的泪水顿时再度纷飞……
On June 15, 2007, at 21:40, the oldest minister of my most respectable man of anxiety left us and he stormed the door of life for 130 days, a day that became a permanent fix. This is a black weekend, a long night of tears soaked. I was in front of the ICU ward of the Union Hospital and took a stroller that was sleeping on the body of Jiao. I watched him sit quietly asleep, and I gently called in his ear. Gallery, I do not believe Jiao Lao gone like this? I touched his heart on Jiao old body covered with a white sheet, as if feeling his heart still beating, I would rather believe it is true: he also Living! Is Heaven so heartless ?! I asked heaven, Heaven should not; I asked the earth, the earth silent. My tears suddenly swirling ...