说到离别,总有一种流泪的冲动。这个词似乎可以勾起所有人的共鸣。我对人生的理解就是一场相遇与送别的过程。生命是一段长长的旅程,每个人都有自己的目的地,离别似乎成了习惯。但我们却始终偏执地相信永恒,便也有了离别的伤感。浦口车站。朱红的橘子,蹒跚的步伐,黑布大马褂,深青布棉袍。一个属于父亲的背影让朱自清落下泪来,发出不知何时才能与父亲相见的感慨。龙应台一生都在目送着亲人离 When it comes to parting, there is always a kind of tearing impulse. The word seems to evoke the resonance of everyone. My understanding of life is a process of encounter and farewell. Life is a long journey, everyone has their own destination, parting seems to be a habit. However, we have always paranoid belief in eternity, we also have the sadness of parting. Pukou station. Vermilion oranges, staggering pace, black cloth coat, dark cloth cotton gown. One of his father’s back let Zhu Ziqing shed tears, sent when do not know when to meet with his father’s emotion. Lung Ying-tai has been watching his life away from home