一年一度9月9日又来临,这天是伯父毛泽东逝世的日子。在今年这个祭奠先祖、追思先人的时节,我们的岸青哥哥也离我们而去,同敬爱的伯父和开慧伯母在天国相聚了。就在沉痛缅怀岸青哥哥逝世的日子里,我对父亲和伯父的思念之情,也如同决堤的洪水奔腾而出,我痛中加痛、泣不成声。慈爱、宽厚的父亲,温暖、威严的伯父,一齐浮现在我的泪花中,我仿佛又感觉到了两位老人家强有力的心跳。 The coming September 9 once a year was the day when my uncle, Mao Zedong, died. In this year’s festival of sacrificing the ancestors and remembrance of our ancestors, our eldest brother and brother also left us, and they gathered in Heaven with their beloved uncle and aunt Kehui. In the days when I was deeply concerned about the passing away of my brother, my thoughts of my father and my uncle were also like the flood of the embankment. I ached with pain and weeps. Loving, generous father, warm, majestic uncle, burst in my tears, I seem to feel the strong heartbeat of two elderly people.