这是一个阳光明媚的上午,父亲骑着摩托车,到车站去接儿子。父亲哼着小曲,用温暖的目光把这座城市抚摸了一遍,父亲觉得这城市里的高楼、汽车、商铺以及来来往往的行人甚至以前无比厌恶的各种喧嚣和噪声,在今天都显得无比亲切。父亲来这座城市九年了。从进城的第一天起,父亲最大的愿望就是把儿子送到城里来读书,让孩子从更好的地方起跑。后来父亲才知道,这件事情谈何容易。他搬过砖,扛过钢筋,掏过下水道, It was a sunny morning, my father rode a motorcycle and went to the station to pick up his son. His father hummed the song and stroked the city with warm eyes. My father thought that all the hustle and bustle of the city’s high-rise buildings, cars, shops, and pedestrians who used to hate it have always been incomparable today kind. My father came to this city for nine years. From the first day into the city, his father’s greatest wish is to send his son to the city to study, let the children from a better place to start. Later, my father did not know how easy it was to talk about it. He had moved over the bricks, carrying the rebar, digging the sewer,