黄黄的土地上印着深深的脚印,脚印里埋藏着父亲的血汗,也装满了他的爱。小时候,我常常坐在父亲的肩上,父亲是拉车的牛,驮着儿子不停地劳动。有一次,听说邻乡有一个很难得的戏班子来演出,我硬要父亲背我去那里看戏,父亲说:“咱家里活多,等闲的时候再带你去好不好?”我哭闹着硬要父 There are deep footprints on the yellow-yellow land, where the father’s blood and sweat are buried in his footprints and filled with his love. When I was a child, I used to sit on my father’s shoulders. My father was a cow pulling a cart and took care of my son and kept working. On one occasion, I heard that there was a rare troupe performing in the neighboring town. I insisted that my father would take me to go there to watch a movie. My father said, “Oh, when you live in a family, I will take you when I’m free.” Nasty father