在一艘驶向海南岛的旧客轮的甲板上,一个少年凝视着远方,海风吹得他的衣角猎猎作响,船头激起的水花不时飘在他的脸上、身上,他擦一把脸上的水雾,焦虑的目光仍注视着远方的海面,耳边却是轮船犁开海水时发出的不紧不慢的海银声……这是38年前的一幕,船头的少年正是本文的主人公——谢培鹏。几天前他收到一份发自海口的电报,得知母亲因车祸住院,动手术需家属签字。作为长子的他急急离 On the deck of an old passenger ship heading for Hainan Island, a teenager gazed into the distance and the sea breeze blew his garments and the prodigal water splashed across his face from time to time. The face of the water mist, anxious eyes are still looking at the distance of the sea, the ear is the ship plowed the sea issued by the unhurried sea silver sound ...... This is the scene 38 years ago, the bow of the juvenile It is the protagonist of this article - Xie Peipeng. A few days ago he received a telegram from Haikou, that his mother was hospitalized in a car accident and his family members need to sign the operation. He was anxiously away as the eldest son