暑假里的一天,我在家闲着没事,翻起了爸爸的相册来。里面有稚气未消,刚上小学的他;有日渐成熟, 刚上中学的他;有羽翼初满,刚刚工作的他;有振翅高飞, 认真工作的他……但最令我着迷的,是一张他当初在宿舍倚门凝望的照片。他那深邃的目光,好像在等待者什么,又好像在期盼着什么,也深深地吸引住了我,在我的央求下,爸爸给我讲述了他那张照片背后的故事。那是一个冬天的傍晚,外面刮着凛冽的寒风,下着小雪,这是爸爸来到扬子公司工作后遇到的第一场雪。对他这个刚毕业还不满20岁的中专生来说,离开了朝夕相处的老师和同学,离开了生他养他的亲人和故乡,来到了一 One day on summer vacation, I was idle at home and turned up my father’s album. There was a childishness, he had just gone to elementary school; he was getting mature, he had just gone to middle school; he had his first fledgling, and he had just worked; he had a high-flying, serious job... he was most fascinated by me. , is a picture of him staring at the door in the dormitory. His deep eyes, as if waiting for something, as if he was looking forward to something, also deeply attracted me. Under my plea, Dad told me the story behind his photo. It was a winter evening, with a chilly wind outside and a small snowfall. This was the first snow the father had encountered after working at Yangzi Company. For his secondary school student who has just graduated from the age of 20, he left the teachers and classmates who had been living from morning to evening and left home for his loved ones and his hometown.