剪指甲

• 作 者: 陈丹丹
• 出 处: 幼儿教育
• 发表日期: 2002年Z1期
• 关键词: 浓得化不开

小时候,妈妈工作忙,检查孩子卫生的任务便落在爸爸的身上。晚饭后,爸爸总是心满意足地点上一支烟,吱吱地抽上几口,然后挥挥手,拉过我们姐妹几个,抚一抚头,让我们伸出手,逐一检查。要是哪个孩子的指甲长了,就偎在爸爸的怀里,让爸爸剪指甲。依偎在爸爸混着烟草味的怀中,聆听他那轻柔的话语,轻轻地应对着爸爸的问话,我总是乐不思蜀,尽情地享受着属于父女俩的那份天伦之乐。

When I was a child, my mother was busy with her job and the task of checking my child’s health fell on my father. After dinner, my dad always smoothed a cigarette, squeaked a few mouthfuls, and waved his hand, took a few of our sisters, caressed a head, let us reach out and check one by one. If the child’s nails long, nestled in my father’s arms, let my father cut nails. Snuggled in his father mixed with tobacco arms, listening to his gentle words, gently cope with the father’s questioning, I always reluctant to enjoy the share of family and grandfather’s share of music.