我小时候,父亲经常外出打工,整天风尘仆仆,从来顾不上陪我玩一会儿。父亲是个严厉的人,我对他有点儿畏惧,有点儿疏远,有时即使我们空间上离得很近,心也远远地相隔着。后来有一段时间,父亲没有外出打工,我与他接触的机会便多了起来,可我们还是难以找到共同的话题。看上去,父亲似乎一次又一次试着接近我,但我有意无意地避开了。父亲有些伤感,半是自我解嘲,半是安慰母亲,说:“长大就好了。” When I was a kid, my father often went out to work, all day long schedule, never attend to play with me for a while. My father was a harsh person. I was a bit scared of him and alienated. Sometimes, even if we were close to each other in space, the heart was far apart. Later, when my father did not go out to work for some time, my chances of contact with him increased. However, it was still difficult for us to find a common topic. It seems that my father seems to try to approach me time and time again, but I avoided it either consciously or unconsciously. Somewhat sad father, half self-mockery, half to comfort the mother, said: “grow up just fine. ”