生活中有许多事不断地被记起,又不断地被忘记,但有一件事我一直记得,它让我相信人间有真爱,有真情。那年,我七岁。爸爸带我去老家看望奶奶,几个小时的颠簸之后,我们到达了目的地,车刚停稳,我就迫不及待地冲下车,大口呼吸新鲜的空气。大概是憋得久了,我就像刚出笼的鸟儿,浑身是劲。等我缓过神来,回头找爸爸的时候,我悲惨地发现:爸爸不见了,准确地说,是我和爸爸走散了。 There are many things in life that are continually remembered and constantly forgotten, but one thing I always remember was that it convinced me of true love and true love in the world. That year, I was seven years old. Dad took me to visit her grandmother home, a few hours after the bumpy, we arrived at the destination, the car just stopped, I can not wait to get out of the car, mouth breathing fresh air. Probably hold back for a long time, I just like the bird has just emerged, whole body is strong. When I look past my head and look back at Daddy, I tragically find out: Daddy is missing, precisely, it’s because I and Daddy are gone.