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在我成长的过程中,我一直羞于让别人看见我和父亲在一起。我的父亲身材矮小,腿有严重的残疾。当我们一起走路时,他总是挽着我以保持身体平衡,这时总招来一些异样的目光,令我无地自容。可是如果他注意到了这些,不管他内心多么痛苦,也从不表现出来。走路时,我们很难相互协调起来——他的步子慢慢腾腾,我的步子焦燥不安。所以一路上我们交谈很少。但每次出行前,他总是说,“你走你的,我想法儿跟上你”。
As I grew up, I was ashamed to let others see me and my father together. My father is short and has severe handicap. When we walked together, he was always holding me in order to maintain physical balance, when the total attracted some strange eyesight, I am boring. But if he noticed these, no matter how painful his heart, never showed it. When walking, it is difficult for us to coordinate with each other - his paces are slowly rising and my paces are restless. So we talked very little along the way. But before each trip, he always said, “You go, I thought to keep up with you.”