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我一直觉得自己是个先天并不太完美的孩子,如果不是从父亲身上学到男子汉的斗志和坚韧,断然是没有可能杀出一条血路的。1我小时候,父亲很少和我说话。他并不是不苟言笑的人,只是他有太多的工作要做,有太多的事情要思考,以至于在我的童年记忆里,父亲就是一个沉默的背影。这背影对一个孩子来说,充满了威严和距离感。当然,有时他也会回头对我笑笑,我那时就会特别开心,觉得自己正一天天成长为他的朋友,但当他转过身时,我又会沮丧,觉得他身处的是一个我永远
I always think I was a child of innate and not perfect, if not from the father learned the fighting spirit and tenacity of men, categorically it is impossible to blaze a trail of blood. 1 When I was young, my father rarely spoke to me. He is not a stern person, but he has too much work to do, too many things to think about, so much so that in my childhood memory my father is a silent back. This back to a child, full of dignity and distance. Of course, he sometimes smiled back at me too, and I was particularly happy then, feeling I was growing up to be his friend day by day, but when he turned around again, I was depressed and felt he was in One I am forever