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9月21日下午2点10分左右,我的手机一阵剧烈的颤动,沈老师的保姆张冬花在电话那头剧切地呼告,“沈健老师,你快来,快来啊,沈老师不行了”。我扔下正在开的会,急冲冲开车赶到湖州第一人民医院,车没停稳时就听到住院部大楼传来一阵声嘶力竭的嚎哭,我的心被一阵猛烈的痛紧紧揪住,祈祷老师千万要等到后天啊,后天黄亚洲就能来了。因为就在20日中午,我陪诗友飞云冉冉前往病房探望老师。苍白、孱弱的老师像一艘嶙峋破木船,飘在茫
At 2:10 p.m. on September 21, my cell phone burst violently. Zhang Nanhua, teacher of nanny, called on the other side of the phone, “Master Shen Jian, you come, come on, Mr. Shen Die ”. I dropped the meeting is being opened, hurriedly rushed to Huzhou First People’s Hospital, the car did not stop the steady hear heard a burst of hoarseness in the inpatient building cry, my heart was a severe pain tight grasp , Pray for teachers to wait until the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, yellow Asia will be able to come. Because at noon on the 20th, I went with the poet Feiyun went to the ward to visit the teacher. Pale, weak teachers like a scull broken wooden boat, floating in the vast