我不懂他。以前我跟妈妈撒娇赖床时,他却冷着黑黑的脸庞,从被子里拽出我,命令我以后按时起床并叠好被子;当我在餐桌上挑三拣四时,他严厉的目光,让我望而生畏;当我拿着第一名的成绩单给他时,他只是轻轻点头道“不许骄傲”。甚至,当我有时慵懒地躺在沙发上看电视时,只要看见他进门,立即就像炸了毛的猫一般,直直地坐好。直到那次军训,我才真正地理解了他。大雨中,我骑着自行车来到学校,和同学们踏上了军训的大 I do not know him. When I used to sit on the bed with my mother, he was cold black face, pull me out of the quilt, I ordered to get up on time and fold the quilt; , Let me daunting; when I took him the first report card, he just nodded “not allowed to be proud.” Even when I was lazy on the couch and watching TV sometimes, I saw him enter the door and immediately became like a hairy cat sitting straight. Until that military training, I really understand him. Heavy rain, I rode a bike to school, and students embarked on a large military training