母亲是静静地离开我们的。当我在睡梦中接到母亲的电话时,窗外正降着这个冬天的第一场雪。雪是悄然而下的,正如母亲悄然地离开。电话那端弟弟的叙述是简单的:凌晨三时许,母亲触碰东西的声音惊醒了他。他说,好像母亲这一夜总是辗转反侧的。她是在没有开灯,没有叫醒身边人的情况下艰难地摸索水杯而不小心“触”醒了弟弟。其时,母亲已是胸闷气虚,难受口渴。弟急,要送母亲去医院。母亲断然道:“你们睡吧,不去。”又加重。弟要打电话告诉不足一公里远的姐姐过来,母亲不让:“别叫她了,天黑路滑的。”弟又急着要挂电话给我,母亲又制止道:“别告诉你哥哈,大连那么远, Mother is quietly leaving us. When I got my mother’s call in my sleep, the first snow of this winter was falling out of the window. Snow is quietly down, just as the mother quietly left. The narration of the younger brother on the phone was simple: his mother touched him at about 3 am and woke him up. He said it was as if the mother had been tossing and turning around the night. She did not turn on the lights, did not wake up around the case of difficult to find the glass and careless ”touch “ woke up brother. At that time, the mother is chest tightness, Qi, uncomfortable thirst. Urgency, to send his mother to the hospital. Mother flatly said: ”You sleep, do not go. “ And aggravate. Brother called to tell less than one kilometer away sister came, the mother refused to let: ”Do not call her, slippery dark road. “ Brother and anxious to hang me up, my mother stopped: ”Do not Tell you Geha, Dalian so far,