父亲与我夕阳扯起余辉,给田野、村庄笼罩了一层朦胧神秘的色彩,院子里那葱郁的梧桐树仿佛苍老了许多。窗棂昏黄,屋内很静,一家人围在父亲的身边,脸上都罩着一层愁云。突然,一阵窒息的咳嗽,我赶紧又在父亲的背上轻轻地叩着。“孩子,这学……你就别……”父亲用颤微 My father and I set off the sunset afterglow, to the fields, the village shrouded in a layer of hazy mysterious colors, the courtyard that lush Indus plane tree seems a lot old. Window 棂 dim, the house is very quiet, a family around his father’s side, his face covered with a layer of gloom. Suddenly, a choking cough, I quickly knocked gently on his father’s back. “Child, this school ... you do not ... ...” his father trembling