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细雨蒙蒙,天,灰沉沉的,我坐在车里,沉闷地听雨滴打落的“噼啪”声,抬头看一眼前座紧握方向盘、小心翼翼地反复调整车速和雨刷的爸爸,欲言又止。窗外人影模糊,却都是父母簇拥着孩子打着伞过马路、行色匆匆的轮廓。我多么渴望爸爸也能打伞送我过一回马路,那该是多么温馨呀!可那是不现实的——爸爸要赶着上班,别说送我过马路,将车开到对面再打转也是费时间的。“我没那个时间!”爸爸的话斩钉截铁。
Rainy day, gray, I sat in the car, dumbfounded listening to the falling “rattling” sound, looked up at the front seat grip the steering wheel, carefully adjust the speed and wiper dad, to say something Again. Blurred silhouette outside the window, but they are all surrounded by parents holding an umbrella across the road, hurry outline. How I wish my father can also send an umbrella to send me a trip back to the road, that is how warm it! But that is unrealistic - Daddy must rush to work, do not say send me across the road, the car drove to the opposite and then turn It is also time consuming. “I did not have time! ” Dad's words categorically.