这几夜失眠,今晚尤胜,身躺着,眼闭着,脑乱着,父亲的点点滴滴总在脑海里不停地闪烁。我索性坐起,穿了棉衣轻步走向书房,灯一亮,就扑向桌上那本《干部档案》——那离了我手、眼最多3小时的黄色档案。这是父亲的档案,是我第二次从县档案馆借来的,今天下班没看完就拿回家了。晚饭后,弃了电视剧结局的诱惑,捧了它就直奔书房,妻几次提醒天冷夜凉、早些上床,我才在午夜钟声混合的不满声中看完最后一页,洗脸洗脚上床,可睡意全无呀。这本由铅印的蜡光纸和信稿纸、刻印的 These nights insomnia, especially tonight, lying, eyes closed, brain chaos, my father bit by bit in my mind kept flashing. I simply sit up, wearing a cotton-padded light walk to study, lights lit, on the table toward the “cadre file” - that left my hand, the eye up to 3 hours yellow file. This is my father’s file, which I borrowed from the county archives for the second time. After dinner, abandoned the temptation of the ending of the TV series, holding it straight to the study, his wife several days to remind cold and cool, early to go to bed, I was mixed in the midnight sound of dissatisfaction after reading the last page, wash Foot on the bed, no sleep can die. This by the lead printed wax paper and letter manuscripts, engraved