摘要
It felt like taking care of another child when my elderly father came to live with me.That night he went to bed at 9 pm,I would slip into my bedroom and enjoy a few moments of reading and writing before my own bedtime around 11:30.When I was about to fall asleep,my old father opened my door and barged in,loudly demanding that it was already morning and that he wanted breakfast.
老父亲住进我家,我似乎又回到当年照顾儿子的岁月。他晚上九点准时上床,我内心窃喜,赶快回自己房间,享受片刻阅读写作时光,十一点半左右熄灯就寝。当我刚要迈入梦乡时,父亲推门迈入我房间,大声宣布:“天亮了,我要吃东西。”我扭开床头灯,看手表,刚十二点,暗自叫苦:“这以后的日子该怎么过?”我知道,这不是讲道理的时刻。
