同样是一个令人厌烦的雨夜,爸爸妈妈在屋子里谈了一整夜。在一盏昏黄的台灯下,两个人促膝长谈,俨然一对多年未见的好友,仿佛有说不完的话,以至于连我站在门外都没有察觉。我仔细地盯着两人看,发现两人的脸上都已泪水模糊。第二天,妈妈就不见了。爸爸说,妈妈去寻找属于她的幸福去了。我当时并不懂得这句话的含义,但我知道,妈妈离开了我。我扑到爸爸怀里,大喊着:“她的幸福?什么叫她的幸福?难道你和我不是她的幸福吗?”爸爸沉默着,任凭我的泪水沾湿了他的衣裳。
It was also a boring rainy night. Mom and dad talked all night in the house. Under a dim yellow lamp, two people chatted with each other for a long time, just like a pair of friends they haven't seen for many years. They seemed to have endless words, so that they didn't even notice me standing outside the door. I stared at them carefully, and found that their faces were misty with tears. The next day, my mother was gone. My father said that my mother went to look for her happiness. I didn't know the meaning of this sentence at that time, but I knew that my mother left me. I jumped into my father's arms and shouted, "her happiness? What is her happiness? Are you and I not her happiness? " Father is silent, let my tears wet his clothes.
我时常安慰着自己,爸爸妈妈都已找到了自己的幸福,爸爸妈妈的幸福,就是我的幸福。两个人在一起过得不开心,分开是应该的,因为只有这样,才能将对彼此的伤害降到最低点。爸爸说,他们谈了一晚上,只是在讨论一个问题,那就是,该怎样向我解释。也许就是因为这个,我才不至于怨恨他们。只是在看到别人那美满而又完整的家庭,心中不禁漾起一丝羡慕,一丝苦涩。
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