父亲的手粗壮、有力,能不费力气地修剪果树,也能把一匹不驯服的骡子稳稳地套进挽具。他这双手还能灵巧、精确地画一个正方形。使我最难忘的是每当这双手抓着我的肩膀,我就感到的一股特殊的温暖。这双手几乎能干一切活儿。然而,只在一件事上,这双手令人失望了:它永远没学会写字。父亲是个文盲。美国的文盲人数现在已经逐渐减少了。但是,只要还有一个文盲,我就会想到 Her father’s hand was strong, powerful, able to prune fruit trees effortlessly, and steadily fit an undomesticated mule into a harness. His hands are also smart and accurate to draw a square. What makes me most memorable is a special warmth I feel every time my hands cling to my shoulders. These hands can do almost all work. However, it was disappointing in one thing alone: ​​it never learned to write. My father is illiterate. The illiteracy in the United States has now gradually diminished. However, as long as there is another illiterate, I will think of it