“我今年一百岁,已经走到了人生的边缘,无法确知自己还能走多远,寿命是不由自主的,但我很清楚,我快回家了……”这句话出自杨绛的百岁感言。最近,我正在读杨绛写的《我们仨》,对“回家”有了新的感触和认识。这本书是杨绛对他们一家人的亲情回忆。尽管痛失爱女和丈夫,但是文中并没有悲痛欲绝的句子,也没有撕心裂肺的呼喊,只是处处洋溢着无边无际的思念……“老人的眼晴是干枯 ”I am a hundred years old this year, has come to the brink of life, can not know how far I can go, life is involuntary, but I am very clear, I’m coming home ... “ This sentence from Yang Jiang One hundred years of speech. Recently, I was reading ”We 仨“ written by Yang Jiang and had a new feeling and understanding of ”Home “. This book is Yang Jiang’s family memories of their family. Despite the loss of love and her husband, there are no distraught sentences or crooked shouts, but there is an endless stream of thoughts ... ”The old man’s eyes are dry