你想尽力掩藏自己的情绪,为我做个男人的榜样。我在成长中慢慢读懂你的缄默,你的愧疚,也暗自庆幸:如今,你还陪在我的身旁——我的父亲。其实关于幼时的记忆,早就如同一张不算空白的纸,被不知从哪儿伸出的大手撕扯得粉碎,再也不能拼凑完整。只是依稀记得你刺猬似的青下巴在我儿时稚嫩的小脸上来回磨蹭的点点触感。那时的我看到你剃干净胡子一本正经去上班的样子,欣喜又有你想尽力掩藏样。我在成长中慢自庆幸:如今,你还其实关幼时 You want to try to hide your emotions, for me to be a man’s role model. I grew up to slowly read your silence, your guilt, but also secretly glad: now, you are still with me - my father. In fact, the memory of childhood, has long been like a blank piece of paper, I do not know where to pull out the torn tear, no longer patchwork complete. Just vaguely remember your hedgehog like green chin in my childhood little face back and forth dawdling touch touch. At that time I saw you shaved a beard a decent way to go to work, happy and you try to hide the kind. I grew up in self-rejoicing: Now, when you actually close the childhood