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记忆中,父亲一直都有一辆摩托车,车的后座是承载我儿时欢乐的地方,每天父亲都会接送我去幼儿园,那时候觉得父亲宽阔的后背是那样的温暖和厚实。我出生于矿区,地方不大,路不太好走,但父亲的摩托车却能在这泥泞坑洼的道路上跑得飞快。儿时的记忆里,父亲是个严厉的人,从来不苟言笑,却整天骑着摩托车带着我到处去玩。有一次我跟小伙伴因为不喜欢吃幼儿园的饭菜,偷偷跑到山上去玩,在山上偷偷地看着父亲的摩托车一趟趟地往返于街道之间,年幼的我当然理解不了父亲的焦急,国家后难免要挨一顿狠揍。可是小孩子记吃不记打,隔天我又跑到马路上捉蝴蝶去了,被一辆自行车狠狠
In my memory, my father always had a motorcycle. The back seat of the car was the place where my childhood was joyous. Every day, my father would pick me up and go to kindergarten. At that time, my father’s back was so warm and thick. I was born in the mining area, not a big place, the road is not very good to go, but his father’s motorcycle can run fast in the mud-potholes. Childhood memories, his father is a harsh person, never laughed, but riding all day riding a motorcycle with me everywhere. Once I told my partner because I do not like to eat kindergarten food, secretly went to play in the mountains, secretly watching his father’s motorcycle in the mountains trip trip to and from the street, of course I can not understand the young father Anxious, the country will inevitably have to suffer a hard beat. But children remember to eat and remember, the next day I ran to catch the butterflies on the road, was a bicycle fiercely