那年冬天,风雪肆无忌惮地袭卷了整个城市。家庭的重担终于让父亲倒下了。原本只是小小的感冒,却不料导致住院一星期,父亲病得连话都说不出来了。我连着几天放学后去看望父亲,每次看到他憔悴的脸,我心中的天平就要加码,压得我快食不下咽了。那双永远闪烁着智慧的光芒的眸子已经凹陷下去;那光洁的下巴已滋生出密密的胡茬子;以往梳得光亮的头发,如今却无精打采地耷拉在头上,显得颓唐不堪。呵,或许父亲真的老了。 That winter, snow and ice impatiently hit the entire city. The burden of the family finally let his father fall. Originally only a small cold, but unexpectedly led to hospitalization for a week, his father could not even speak sickly. After a few days I went to see my father after school, each time I saw his haggard face, the balance of my heart will be overweight, pressured me to eat fast food is not swallowed. The glittering eyes of the twinkling wisdom have sunken; the smooth jaws have breed dense stubble; the glittering hair of the past, now lame, slouches over his head, appalling. Oh, maybe my father is really old.