上課的鈴聲響了，我趴在冰涼的課桌上，撐起酸澀的眼睛，望向窗外毒辣的太陽。那么毒辣的太陽，射在我的身上就像昨晚爸爸那巴掌一樣，又辣又痛。淚，好像又要不爭氣地流下來。
When the bell rang, I lie on the desk to prop up the cold, sour eyes looked out of the window, sinister sun. Then the sinister sun, like shooting on me last night my father's slap as hot and pain. Tears, it seemed to fail to live up to flow down.
昨晚，下晚自習(xí)回到家里。不知怎的，我沒吃晚飯的事情還是被爸爸知道了。爸爸望著剛進(jìn)門的我氣得說不出話來，瘦小的身軀不住地顫抖，他悶悶地坐在沙發(fā)上，直直地望著我，一聲不響地望著我，那凌厲的目光仿佛要把我射穿。
Last night, the next self-study back home. I don't know how, I did not eat the thing or was my father know. Dad looked at the just walked in the door I was too angry to say a word, thin body quivering, suffocating him boring to sit on the sofa, stared at me, silently watched me, that fierce eyes seemed to shoot me to wear.
我低著頭，想逃避，可是，爸爸忽然站起來，像頭發(fā)怒的獅子對(duì)我吼了起來：“為什么不吃飯?”
I was head down, trying to escape, but, my father suddenly stood up, like the hair of the angry lion to me, and shouted: "why not eat?"
我被這突然的舉動(dòng)嚇了一跳，愣了，瑟縮在沙發(fā)上，食指不安地扣來扣去，頭像鴕鳥一樣埋得低低的，簡直就像監(jiān)獄里的犯人�！拔摇覜]時(shí)間吃飯啊�！蔽椅米铀频暮吆呋卮�。
I was shocked this sudden move, Leng, huddled on the sofa, index finger uneasily buckle to buckle to, head like an ostrich buried very low, almost like a prison in the prisoners. "I...... I don't have time to eat.." I like the mosquito hum answer.
“沒時(shí)間吃?我就不信下午那么長的時(shí)間你都不夠用?你……你……咱家又不是窮得連飯都讓你吃不起了，又不是……又不是要你節(jié)約那幾個(gè)錢，你看看你那身體!”爸爸越說越激動(dòng)，后竟輪起手掌，一下子揮到了我的背上!
"I don't have the time to eat? I don't believe in the long hours of the afternoon. You're not....... You...... The family is not poor husy let you can not afford to eat, but not...... It's not that you save the money, you look at your body! "The father said, the more agitated, the final turn of the palm, suddenly flick to my back!
“啊!”我終于忍不住了，眼淚就像山洪泛濫一樣一瀉而出，來勢洶洶，任我怎樣也抵擋不住。
"Ah," I finally could not resist, tears like a flash flood like pouring out, menacing, let I can not resist.
爸爸就那樣把我狠狠瞪著。風(fēng)吹動(dòng)窗簾，合著我的哭聲，在黑夜中嘆息，“沙沙沙……”
Daddy just stared me hard at that.. The wind curtain, to my cry, sigh in the night, "falling......"
“沙，沙沙……”老師在黑板上寫下了這一課的課題：《羚羊木雕》。
"Sand, rustle......" The teacher wrote this lesson on the blackboard: "the antelope wood carving".
這一課我已預(yù)習(xí)過，講的是主人公把一個(gè)十分珍貴的羚羊木雕送給了好朋友萬芳，結(jié)果被父母給逼著要了回來。
I have prepared this lesson, the hero is the hero of a very precious antelope wood gave a good friend Wan Fang, the results were parents forced to come back.
唉，父母就是這么不通情理。像我爸爸那樣，晚飯又不是我不想吃，我也很想吃啊，但是我英語聽寫不合格，被留下來聽寫到六點(diǎn)半，六點(diǎn)四十又必須回教室上自習(xí)，食堂又那么遠(yuǎn)，我怎么去吃飯啊!就算不聽寫，星期二和星期三下午第四節(jié)課又有社團(tuán)活動(dòng)，我即使想吃，也吃不成啊!昨天是真的餓得受不了了，可是……爸爸你就是那樣的不通情理。
Alas, parents are so unreasonable. Like my father that dinner and it's not that I don't want to eat, I really want to eat ah, but my English dictation is qualified, was left to dictation to half past six, six forty and must return to their classrooms, canteens and so far, I how to eat ah! Even no dictation, Tuesday and Friday at three in the afternoon the fourth lesson and community activities, I even want to eat, can not eat ah! Yesterday was really hungry can not stand, but... Dad, you're just that unreasonable..
以前也是，我喜歡畫漫畫，于是日夜孜孜不倦地練習(xí)，可是，爸爸經(jīng)常神不知鬼不覺地出現(xiàn)在我的身后，一把奪過我的畫，滿臉怒色，狠狠地說：“你少給我畫些這些沒用的東西!”
Before too, I like to draw comics, and day and night diligently practice, but father often God, I do not know ghost not to become aware to appear in my behind to grab my painting, face nuse, ruthlessly said: "you give I draw these useless things!"
爸爸總是希望我畫素描、水粉、國畫、油畫……甚至，在我剛學(xué)畫畫的時(shí)候要求我把他畫下來，那時(shí)候我只有7歲，怎么可能畫得出?可是爸爸非逼著我畫，于是我只有從命，當(dāng)我畫好了以后，他端詳了半天，竟說“你畫的是什么?是樹，還是花?”
My dad always wanted me to sketch, oil painting, traditional Chinese painting, gouache...... Even, I just started to learn painting when asked me to draw him down, at that time, I was only 7 years old, how could draw? But Dad forced my painting, so I have to obey, when I finished. His gaze for a long time, actually said "what you paint? Is a tree, is to spend?"
我記憶中的爸爸一直都是惡魔一般的角色，那么冷酷無情，那么不講情理。
My memory of the father is always the devil's role, so cool, so unreasonable.
……
......
“同學(xué)們，你們認(rèn)為文中的人物誰錯(cuò)呢?”老師在講臺(tái)上問。
"The students, who are you think the characters in the text?" the teacher asked the platform..
“是父母!”我在心里回答，眼前又浮現(xiàn)出爸爸那張恐怖的臉，“大人都是不通情理的�！痹S多同學(xué)也小聲咕嚕了出來。
"Parents!" I replied in my mind, and I saw my father's face again, "the grown-ups are unreasonable."." Many students also quietly grunt out.
“我給同學(xué)們講個(gè)故事，你們就明白了�！崩蠋熣f，“從前有一個(gè)女孩因與父母鬧了點(diǎn)小矛盾而離家出走，又饑又餓，路邊有一家老婆婆開的面鋪，那老婆婆看見這女孩這么可憐，于是給了她一碗面吃。女孩感激萬分，對(duì)老婆婆說：‘謝謝您!您對(duì)我真是太好了!我真不知如何感激您!’老婆婆說：‘你感激我干什么?我只不過給了你一碗面吃，而你的父母給了你多少?’女孩一下子呆住了，她像突然大悟似的飛奔回家，果然看見她的爸爸媽媽在路口四處找她，他們看見了女孩，一下子抱住了她：‘女兒你餓了吧，家里的飯都要涼了……’”
"I told my classmates a story, and you got it."." The teacher said, "once upon a time there was a girl because of trouble with their parents a little contradictory and run away from home, hungry hungry, roadside covered with an old woman, the old woman saw the girl so pathetic, and gave her a bowl of noodles to eat. Girls feel grateful to the old lady said: "thank you for your! You to me is really too good! I don't know how to thank you! 'the old lady said:' you appreciate what I do? I just gave you a bowl of noodles, eat, and your parents give you how much? 'girl suddenly froze, she suddenly Dawu like ran home, really see her mom and dad at the junction go around to find her, they saw the girl, all of a sudden cling to her:' daughter are you hungry now, home cooked meals to cool... '"
“同學(xué)們，你們明白了嗎?也許父母的愛不易察覺，那是因?yàn)樗鼈兲⑿�，太無處不在了!”
"Students, do you understand? Perhaps the love of parents is not easy to detect, because they are too small, too ubiquitous!"
我此時(shí)已經(jīng)如同故事中的小女孩一般驚呆了。
I was shocked at this time as the little girl in the story..
可曾記起：
Can remember:
在百花綻放的春天，是誰陪伴小小的我一起放風(fēng)箏?是誰用心良苦地在門框上給我做秋千?是誰在夏日打濕了褲腳在暴雨中為我撐起傘遮風(fēng)擋雨?是誰守在教室的窗前為我送來忘帶的教科書?是誰在瑟瑟的秋風(fēng)中接我回家?是誰在黑暗的夜晚為我悄悄關(guān)上透風(fēng)的窗?是誰在寒冬臘月為遲到的我起早送行?是誰在寒風(fēng)刺骨的回家路上溫暖我凍僵的雙手?是誰……是我爸爸!他寬大的肩膀?yàn)槲艺陲L(fēng)擋雨，瘦小的身軀給我依靠和溫暖，雖然有嚴(yán)厲的責(zé)備，但更有溫馨的關(guān)心。
Flowers bloom in spring, who accompanied my little fly a kite? Is who well intentioned on the doorframe to I swing? Who is in summer wet trousers in the rain for me to hold up an umbrella for shelter? Is who keep in a classroom window for sending me forget with the textbook? Who is in the autumn wind howling to take me home? Who is in the dark night as I quietly closed the ventilation window? Is who in the winter of late I early off? Is who home in the icy road warm my frozen hands? Who is... Is my father. His broad shoulders for me cover windshield rain, thin body to me and rely on the warm, although there is a stern rebuke, but more warm care.
“算了。你也餓了一晚了�！卑职植恢螘r(shí)站在了泣不成聲的我的身旁，手上是熱好的飯菜�！俺园伞Ｃ魈毂仨毥o我吃飯!”爸爸的語氣依然嚴(yán)厲。
"Well.. You're starving for a night.." I do not know when dad stood sobbing beside me, the hand is hot food. "Eat it. I must have dinner tomorrow, "the tone of his father is still severe.
……
......
“也許父母的愛不易察覺，那是因?yàn)樗鼈兲⑿�，太無處不在!”老師的話還在我耳旁縈繞。
"Perhaps the love of parents is not easy, because they are too small, too ubiquitous!" the teacher's words are still ringing in my ear.
“叮�！毕抡n鈴響了，我依然趴在顏色深藍(lán)如父愛般的課桌上，閉著眼睛，享受著窗外射進(jìn)的溫暖的陽光。
"Ding ding......" When the bell rang, I still lying in the dark blue color, like father like a desk, with his eyes closed, enjoying the shoot out of the window in the warm sunshine.
“也許父母的愛不易察覺，那是因?yàn)樗鼈兲⑿�，太無處不在!”我笑了，我讀懂了爸爸對(duì)我的愛。
"Perhaps the love of parents is not easy, that is because they are too tiny, too everywhere!" I smiled, I read my father's love for me..
我想，今天晚上回家后，一定給爸爸一個(gè)陽光燦爛的微笑。
I think, home tonight after a certain sunny smile to Dad.
