自从我有记忆起,我的脑海里就没有爸爸的笑脸。他永远是那么严肃,每天都板着一张脸,似乎没有什么可以让他露出笑容。小时候,我非常害怕爸爸。他对我很严厉,很凶,我从来都不敢接近他,甚至不敢正眼看他。别的孩子,只有爸爸举起大棒的时候才会假装告饶,而我不同,我看爸爸犹如老鼠看猫,有一种近乎本能的害怕。爸爸用他的严厉 My father has no smile in my mind since I had my memory. He is always so serious, with a face on every day, nothing seems to make him smile. When I was young, I was very scared of my father. He was very harsh on me, very fierce, I never dared to approach him, or even dare not look at him. Other children, only father raised the stick when pretending to be merciless, and I am different, I see my father like a cat watching cat, there is a near instinct to fear. Dad used his harshness