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1、如有侵权，请联系网站删除，仅供学习与交流我与父亲英文【精品文档】第 4 页“For so many years, he did not change, I have not changed, either.”The relationship with my father had been in an uncomfortable position, since my mother was dead. In daily life, there was no much talking or interacting with each other. It seemed to be the most f

2、amiliar strangers. Things still seem to be the old way, both father and I did not have intimate communication. Even if the day that I left, there was still full of silence at the breakfast table. When finally time coming, my father wanted to give some money to him, and I looked his old father, felt

3、some sadness, silently refused the father.The train pulled away, my father and I still do not have much communication, however at this time, the distance between heart and heart seems closer. Forever and ever.It was a sunny morning, just like other thousands of summer morning. The air was fresh, the

4、 grass was full of vitality, even the breeze across the cheeks was also cool and clean. The first alarm clock waking I up in the morning, in fact, I was not a diligent person, with the phone tuning five alarm clock can be seen, but I was especially sensitive in the special day. Today, I liked the pu

5、ppy love of a boy to see my favorite girl, tensional, perplexed and discomfortable.My father had already prepared breakfast, as usual, not snacks. Just vegetables, pork, and his favorite salted fish. Of course, it was only his own food! My father, as always, was silent on the table. His strong right

6、 arm with yellow earth atmosphere tightly clamped iron chopsticks, cloudy eyes focused on powerful, not surprisingly, he picked up the biggest piece of fat.Father often said, in their age, the greatest happiness thing is to eat fat. The equally strong left-handed easily picked up the bowl, dipped th

7、e fat with soy sauce, father would not hesitate to eat a big of meal in a blink.Is there any money? my father finally broke the quiet of the morning, his yellow earth atmosphere of strong arm stretched out his pocket, some wrinkled bills appeared in his fathers hands, then did not hesitate to give m

8、e the most. Naturally, I refused, the reason was simple, because I had been working for a year, during the year I never got money back once. Although I did not have much money, but I could no longer be the same as a year ago.I wanted to prove to him, a 18-year old son, was already old enough to do s

9、omething. Regardless of whether he has done or not, was not important, what important was, every time I left, no matter how strong winds, heavy rain or much more tired was, he would drive me to the station in person, just like the time when I went to school in the past. Only at this moment, he would

10、 said a little more than usual. And he was never like any other fathers, preferred to say that be careful on the road, not make yourself hungry or something else. He was not a talkative man, he was a strong enough father. He was only weak in the face of children danger and difficulty, and I had the privilege to meet.I had not even get on the train, and my father had already left, always liked that. But I had never hated him! Just like he had never hated me.