明明离我这么近,我却感觉那么远,长长短短的距离,使我们走在世界的后面。———题记Part One父爱的距离=15m下雨天,雨滴淅淅沥沥地谱写着华丽的乐章,屋檐下的雨滴汇聚成线倾泻而下,仿佛银色的珠帘,听着教室中此起彼伏的抱怨声,我却仍毫不在意地赏雨,因为我明白,他,我的爸爸,一定会来的。 Obviously close to me, but I feel so far, long short distance, so that we walk behind the world. --- Inscription Part One father’s love distance = 15m rainy day, rain drifts compose gorgeous movement, the rain under the eaves converge into a line pouring down, as if the silver bead curtain, listening to the classroom after another of the complaints I still do not care about the rain because I understand that he, my dad, will come.