考场外,是沉静如水的夜色。而在这个宁静的夜晚,我却愈加怀念父亲的鼾声。也许是初三的缘故,繁重紧张的学习让我每天都要苦读到深夜。而父亲的鼾声却总是从某个细缝钻入我的小屋,像是围绕在我的身边,赶不走,驱不散。我开始变得烦躁,终于忍不住埋怨父亲。他深深地看了我一眼,并 Outside the examination room, there is a calm night of water. And on this quiet night, I was more and more missed by his father’s groans. Perhaps because of the third year, the heavy and stressful study made me study hard late into the night. The father’s squeaks always plunged into my hut from a thin seam, like it was around me, and I couldn’t leave. I started to get irritated and couldn’t help but complain about my father. He glanced at me deeply and