父亲端上年夜饭的最后一道菜——鲍鱼烧土豆,全家围坐,我惊讶地看到母亲竟然夹起一块姜,“妈,您不是不吃姜吗?”“哦。”母亲略显尴尬地把姜放到纸巾上,对我笑笑。我猛然发现,母亲的眼睛有些浑黄,好像蒙上一层薄膜,这是我妈妈的眼睛吗?我有多久没注视过这双眼睛了?今天看到,如此安详,如此淡然,我却不知所措,无地自容起来。曾几何时,这双明亮的 My father took the dinner last meal - abalone burning potatoes, sitting around the family, I was surprised to see my mother even caught a piece of ginger, “Mom, you do not eat ginger?” “Oh.” Mother slightly embarrassed ginger on the paper towel, smiled at me. I suddenly realized that my mother’s eyes were yellowish and seemed to be covered with a thin film. Is it my mother’s eyes? How long have I not seen these eyes? Today I saw that I was so serene and so indifferent that I did not know What to do, nothing to cover themselves up. Once upon a time, this pair of bright