翻开自家的相册,我指着一位满头乌发的青年男子问妈妈:“他是谁呀?”“你爸爸呀!”妈妈满脸惊讶地回答。是吗?我记忆中的爸爸不是这样的呀。记得上六年级的时候,有一天,语文老师为我们讲《伏尔加河上的纤夫》一文,当老师读到“领头的是个秃顶的老头儿”这句,前面的男生回过头来 Open my own album, I pointed to a young man full of black hair asked her mother: “Who is he?” “Your father it!” Mum replied in surprise. Is not it? I do not remember the father of this way. I remember the sixth grade, one day, the language teacher told us about the “Volga on the river,” a text, when the teacher read “the lead is a balding old man” phrase in front of the boys back