是什么样的思绪在安静的夜晚悄悄泛起,随即那一点牵挂便涨满了整个心房?是什么样的感动在一个毫不相干的瞬间突然掠过心头,让我们不由自主地想去回忆?是祖父抚爱我们的粗糙的手掌,是外婆慈祥从容的微笑,是父亲不苟言笑的脸,是母亲没完没了的叮咛,还是…… What kind of thoughts in the quiet night quietly flooded, then that point worried about it will be full of the whole atrium? What kind of moving in a unrelated moment suddenly swept my heart, let us involuntarily want to go back? My grandfather caressed our rough palm, a gracious calm smile from my grandmother, an unsmiling face of my father, an exhortation from my mother, or ...