2003年1月9日,那媛习惯性地拿起电话,拨通那个熟悉的号码,电话那端响了许久,再也无人接听,那是她的恩师袁世海先生家的电话,一个月前,袁老已与世长辞了。 那媛默默地扣下电话,任眼泪在脸上蜿蜒流淌,一个月来的痛苦的煎熬和记忆的反复,终于使她清醒的认识到:老师真的走了,再也不会接她的电话了。再也不会到电梯口 January 9, 2003, that Yuan habitually pick up the phone, dial that familiar number, the phone that ring for a long time, no one answered, that is her mentor Mr. Yuan Shihai home phone, a month ago Yuan Lao has died in the world. That lady quietly cut off the phone, any tears flowing in the face flowing, a month of painful suffering and repetition of memory, and finally made her soberly aware: the teacher really gone, will never pick her up Phone. Never reach the elevator again