我在城里读高中,父亲从乡下来看我,这个时候是我最幸福的时刻。父亲会送些生活费,再给我买件新衣服,或者带我去馆子里改善一顿。每当此时,我就会问父亲,家里养的猪又卖啦?父亲总是头一扬,爽快地回答:卖啦,卖了好几头呢,你就安心读书吧!此刻,会有一股暖流涌上我的心头,我深深体会到,父亲就是一堵挡风的墙。尽管有时候我明明知道父亲说的不是真话。 I was in the city to read high school, my father came to see me from the country, this time is my happiest moment. Father will send some living expenses, and then give me to buy new clothes, or take me to the restaurant to improve meal. Whenever this time, I will ask his father, the pigs sold at home? My father is always the first Yang, readily replied: sell it, sold for several heads, you feel at ease reading! At this moment, there will be a warm Surging up in my heart, I deeply realized that my father was a wind-blocking wall. Although sometimes I know that my father is not telling the truth.