时间过得真快,一转眼,父亲已经走了一年多了。在八宝山梅厅送别父亲、与父亲告别的场景还历历在目,恍若昨天……这一年多来,我的生活内容始终与父亲息息相关:整理他的音乐资料,翻看他的音乐书籍,重读他的著作,将他生前演奏过的三十几首二胡曲目制做成CD……我使用着父亲生前使用过的录音机和DVD,倾听着父亲生前演奏的那些乐曲;我的房间里摆放着他老人家的大照片,我每日都可 Time flies, a blink of an eye, his father has gone more than a year. In Babaoshan plum hall to send goodbye to his father, bid farewell to his father’s scene is also vivid, reminding us of scenes ... Yesterday ... ... over the past year, my life is always closely related with his father: finishing his music information, look at his music books, Reread his writings and make the thirty or so erhu tracks he had played during his lifetime into CDs. I used the tape recorders and DVDs my father had used before and listened to the songs my father had played in his lifetime. The big picture of his elderly, I can be daily