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记得小时候,常常有人问我:“你喜欢爸爸还是妈妈?”“妈妈!”我总是毫不犹豫地回答。是啊,爸爸对我总是一脸冷漠,他怎么能比得上温柔的妈妈呢? 秋去冬来,每天早晨推自行车变得十分麻烦。刚刚从温暖的被窝中爬了出来, 再把自行车从楼上抬到楼下,头上便渗出一层汗,接着,还得推开楼道的大铁门,一瞬间,手像是要被这吹了一夜的大铁门冻掉似的。冷风吹来,总把一身是汗的我吹得连打几个寒战,然后我还得用砖支好大门,把车抬出去,再把砖头移开,很麻烦。
I remember when I was young, people often asked me: “Do you like father or mother?” “Mom!” I always answered without hesitation. Yeah, Dad always looked indifferent to me. How could he be like a gentle mother? Fall in the winter and pushing bicycles every morning is very troublesome. Just climbed out of the warm bedding and lifted the bike upstairs and downstairs. A layer of sweat permeated from his head. Then, he had to push open the big iron gate of the corridor. In a flash, his hands would be like to be The big iron gate that had blown overnight was frozen. When the cold wind blew, I always blew a sweat. I even had to play a few chills. Then I had to use bricks to keep the door open, lift the car out, and remove the bricks. It was very troublesome.