1997年2月20日,农历正月十四,晚九时十分,我的父亲——贾大山,驾鹤西去了。在他去世周年纪念日的前夕,我的心情比平日更加沉重,当我这颗悲痛的心不能再悲痛时,我仿佛看到了他那张被疾病折磨得清瘦的、有些可怜的脸;那时候,就是这张脸,经常引起我在他背后的伤心、落泪;还有他那双炯炯有 February 20, 1997, lunar January Fourteen, nine ten pm, my father - Jia Dashan, driving a crane west. On the eve of the anniversary of his death, my mood was heavier than usual. When I could not grieve again in my heart of grief, I seemed to have seen his poor face, which was afflicted by the disease, with some poor face. At that time This is the face, often caused me sad behind him, tears; and his pair of piercing