我的父亲曾在他年少的时候把我的祖父当成他的敌人。那时他在暗中使劲,想要一次次地打败他的父亲。在他们一次次明里暗里的较量中,我刚愎自用的祖父多是最后的胜利者。如果某一次我的父亲在言语或行动上占了上风,那他将会高兴上半天,得意地吹着口哨,或是高声唱歌。许多年过去了,我的父亲已步人花甲之岁,我的祖父更是风烛残年,但就是这般年纪了,他们有 My father used my grandfather as his enemy when he was young. At that time he was in the dark trying to defeat his father again and again. In their time and again, the grandfather I used to own was mostly the final winner. If, once, my father gets the upper hand over words or actions, he will be happy half day, whistling proudly, or singing aloud. Many years have passed, my father has reached the age of sixteen, and my grandfather is deceived, but it is so old that they have