老谢,名光华,今年八十有八。老伴去世后,悲痛之余,日子也觉得愈发孤独寂寞。儿子小谢见状,带着老父亲走进了徐州老年大学名著欣赏和写作班。每天,老谢总是准时走进教室。此时,同桌的小谢早已把茶泡好端到他面前。上课铃一响,老谢便放下茶杯,调整思绪,专注地听讲。那聚精会神的样子,仿佛正在与雨 Old Xie, Guanghua, eighty eight this year. After his wife died, apart from the grief, the days also feel more and more lonely lonely. Seeing the son of small thanksgiving, with the old father walked into Xuzhou senior university classics appreciation and writing classes. Every day, Lao Xie always walked into the classroom on time. At this point, the same table has long been a good tea good tea before him. As soon as the class bell rings, Lao Xie will drop the teacup, adjust her thoughts and concentrate on listening. That attentive look, as if with the rain