坐在父亲的自行车后面,听风一呼而过的声音,想着刚才的那一幕幕:明白他原来一直都在暗中接我放学,保护我;明白贫穷和没有社会地位的他,却可以在特殊时刻因为我而勇敢至此;想象着他刚才喊我“宝贝”时脸上的幸福表情,我哭了,我是多么想重新喊他一声“爸爸”。 Sitting behind his father’s bicycle, listening to the voice of the past, thinking of the scene just: understand that he had been in the dark to pick me up from school to protect me; understand poverty and no social status of him, but can be Special moment because of me and courageous to this; imagine he just called me, “Baby” face expression of happiness, I cried, I just want to shout him again “Dad ”.