以往都会选择在生日那天去看望妈妈，因为这一天对母亲和我来说一定都是最难忘的。今年却去晚了，不过也因此正好赶上一场春雨——我喜欢在这种雨天独自一人去看妈妈。不是休息日，离清明也还早，偌大的海湾园，没什么人，雨丝淅淅梭梭，滋润着花草树木，假山小桥。一曲舒缓的钢琴曲从隐没在草丛中的音箱里飘出，叫不出名，却格外的动听，弥漫在空气里，又混着雨水一起飘洒到眉际发梢，再沁入了心田。没有悲伤，没有喧闹，有的只是静静的思念。

沿着小径，穿过一座座碑石，来到妈妈身边，妈妈总是微笑着用慈爱的目光看着她的儿子。用布拭去妈妈脸上的灰尘，再擦干碑上的雨水，拿出一份小小的礼物放在妈妈眼前，然后可以和妈妈说说话了。于是说起爷爷的去世；说起在远方的爸爸、姐姐；说起小外甥的聪明和调皮；说起自己那些开心和不开心的事。妈妈没有回答，只是依旧微笑着静静倾听着儿子的诉说。想起自己一毕业，妈妈就支持我去外面闯荡；工作稍有着落，我又开始满世界地跑；再然后谈朋友结婚，陪伴妈妈的时间竟是越来越少。还记得最后一次出国，那时妈妈已经病重，却仍执意送我到机场，又依依不舍目送我过了安检，那挥手道别时虚弱的身影每每想来都令我泪水盈眶。那次归来后妈妈已经口不能言，尽管病痛难忍，但她听我说话时总还是努力展出一丝笑容。总以为等自己成家立业，多挣些钱，就可以好好孝敬父母，但“树欲静而风不止，子欲养而亲不待”，如今儿子只能对着妈妈的墓碑倾诉思念了。

要离开了，顺着鹅卵石铺砌的小径，再次穿过那一座座各式各样的墓碑，这次用心去看那上面的名字，看那由一串串数字代表的生与死，看那些栩栩如生的照片，还有亲人们痛彻心扉的留言。每一个墓碑都仿佛在讲述着一个鲜活的故事，一段难舍的亲情。在这静静的墓园中，我深深体会着阴阳两世的牵挂和依恋。不远处一座海的女儿雕像前，不知谁摆放了一篮郁金香，金黄的花朵在风中摇曳着，很美很美。

Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again
From "The Phantom Of The Opera"
By: Jose Carreras

You were once my one companion
You were all that mattered
You were once my spring and summer
Then my world was shattered
Wishing you were somehow here again
Wishing you were somehow near
Sometimes it seemed if I just dreamed
Somehow you would be here
Wishing I could hear your voice again
Knowing that I never would
Dreaming of you won't help me to do
All that you dreamed I could
Passing bells and sculpted angels
Cold and monumental
Seem for you the wrong companions
You were warm and gentle
Too many years fighting back tears
Why can't the past just die?
Wishing you were somehow here again
Knowing we must say goodbye
Try to forgive, teach me to live
Give me the strength to try
No more memories, no more silent tears
No more gazing across the wasted years
Help me say goodbye
Help me say goodbye...
~END~