不得不无奈地直面现实,父母真的老了,连腊月进城赶集买年货,二老都迈不开腿。只得“守株待兔”般地在村里等待商贩登门,才能精打细算地挑些可心的。于是,我计划除了帮父母购置必备的年货外,要精心“私人订制”几份,送上一片孝心。父亲七十大寿那天,我特意请假回家。一家老少其乐融融,父亲乐得合不拢嘴,一笑露出豁齿的门牙,聚起满脸的皱纹。岁月无情催人老。我伫立墙上的老相框前, Have no choice but to face the reality, the parents really old, and even the twelfth lunar month into the city to buy New Year’s Eve market, the two are not open legs. Only “sit back and wait” as the village vendors wait for the door to be careful to pick up some thoughtful. So, I plan to help parents to purchase the necessary New Year’s goods, to be careful “private subscription ” a few, send a filial piety. My father’s 70th birthday, I specifically leave home. A young and happy, his father happy to get around, smiled exposed incisors incisors, gathered face wrinkles. Relentless years of old man urging. I stand in front of the old photo frame on the wall,