父亲总是把爱深藏,但那爱却总在一次次短暂的外出归来后如火山爆发般喷涌而出,于是年幼的我既渴盼父亲的归来,却也心存私心地希望父亲再次外出。我记得小时候,爸爸经常一出门就是好几个星期。等他回家时,我和妈妈就会去火车站接他。直到现在,我仍能感觉到当时我们坐在暖和的车里等着爸爸坐的火车到达时那种满怀期待的心情。对于当时年仅四岁的我而言,爸爸离开的那几个星期好像漫长得没有尽头。终于,火车驶入站台了,妈妈和我 My father always kept love deep, but that love was always spewing out like a volcano erupted after a brief return trip, so young I both longs for my father’s return, but also selfishly hoping my father will go out again . I remember when I was young, my father often went out for several weeks. When he came home, my mother and I went to the train station to pick him up. Until now I can still feel the anticipation of when we were sitting in a warm car waiting for my father’s train to arrive. For me, who was only four years old at the time, the days when my father left did not seem long. Finally, the train got into the platform, Mom and me