人生如一辆行驶的列车，人生不停，列车不止，在前行的的路途但中，乘客来来往往，真正长存且留下自己足迹的却寥寥无几。
Life is like a moving train, it never stops, the train never stops. On the journey ahead, passengers come and go, but few truly endure and leave their own footprints.
父亲，那可是家中的第一位，同时也是家中的顶梁柱，我们的家如一艘渺小的船只，这波涛汹涌的大海上，说翻就翻，是他为我们撑起一片光明。
Father, that is the top priority and pillar of our family. Our home is like a small ship, and this turbulent sea can capsize at will. It is he who holds up a bright light for us.
但相对的，人非完美，他性格时而沉稳时而暴躁，待人待事奉行“严”字，儿时的我也少不了每个男孩的调皮，捣蛋，自然也为我招来了父亲的责备与训斥。
But on the other hand, people are not perfect. Their personalities are sometimes calm and sometimes irritable, and they treat people and things with dedication; Strictly” As a child, I couldn't do without the mischievousness and mischief of every boy, which naturally led to my father's reprimand and reprimand.
随着年龄的增长，心智也开始成长了。思想总是伴随着人的经历共同诞生，进而也产生了思考，历史总是惊人的相似，斗争总会伴随着想法一同出现。
As one grows older, their mind also begins to grow. Ideas are always born together with human experiences, which in turn give rise to thinking. History is always astonishingly similar, and struggles always arise with ideas.
于是，我与父亲开始有了摩擦，开始有了矛盾，每一次父亲的责备，父亲的训斥，都如一把利剑，伤害着我的心，同时也激起了我的反抗。
So, there began to be friction and conflict between me and my father. Every time my father scolded me, his reprimand was like a sharp sword, hurting my heart and also stirring up my rebellion.
终于，我与父亲的第一次抗争开始了。这一天，一如往常，我的每日必修课又开始了，那就是父亲的责骂，但这一次我不在我不在沉默了，我与父亲发生了激烈的争吵，但姜还是老的辣，我又怎是父亲的对手呢！吵输后愤怒的我一脚踹门而去。
走在清净的大街上，我的怒火渐渐被大街的宁静所平息，但同时一种难言之感涌上心头，我的眼泛起泪花“轰隆——”雷声大作，带着它的愤怒，同时也带着它的悲伤，倾盆大雨打在我的身上，这就像是压死骆驼的最后一根稻草，我的泪一瞬间涌了上来。
Finally, my first struggle with my father began. On this day, as usual, my daily compulsory course started again, which was my father's scolding. But this time, I am not here, I am not silent anymore. I had a heated argument with my father, but Jiang is still old and spicy. How can I be my father's opponent! I kicked the door in anger after losing the argument.
Walking on the clear street, my anger gradually subsided by the tranquility of the street, but at the same time, a feeling of indescribable surged in my heart, and tears welled up in my eyes; Boom‐ — ” Thunder roared loudly, carrying both its anger and sadness. The pouring rain hit me like the last straw that crushed a camel, and my tears welled up in an instant.
我赶忙擦去泪水，带着一颗沉重的心，漫无目的地向前走。夜渐渐降临了，它的黑暗使人恐惧害怕，我空洞的眼睛终于有了一丝色彩，看着身边的一切，凄凉黑暗，我的脑海中浮现出了家中的光亮和温暖，但倔强的我却不愿回去。
I quickly wiped away my tears and walked forward aimlessly with a heavy heart. The night gradually descended, its darkness filled with fear and terror. My empty eyes finally took on a hint of color, looking at everything around me in desolate darkness. The light and warmth of home came to my mind, but stubbornly, I refused to go back.
也许是命运的安排，身处黑暗的我，突然眼前一亮，远处，一道黯淡却又明亮的光射向了我，一道身影站在那，拿着手电筒，就这样静静的站在那，望着我。我胆怯地向父亲挪去，心神不宁地站在父亲的面前，当时的我极度的害怕，害怕父亲的责骂，但没有，有的只是一句话“欢迎回家”，那一刻，我终于放下了内心的巨石扑到了父亲的怀里，那是那么的温暖。
Perhaps it was fate's arrangement, as I was in the darkness, my eyes suddenly lit up. In the distance, a dim yet bright light shone towards me, and a figure stood there, holding a flashlight, quietly standing there, looking at me. I timidly moved towards my father and stood anxiously in front of him. At that time, I was extremely afraid and afraid of my father's scolding, but I didn't. All I had was one sentence; Welcome home; At that moment, I finally let go of my inner boulder and threw myself into my father's arms, it was so warm.
在那以后，我变了，我真真正正地理解了父亲的爱，那是一种难以表达的爱，隐藏在责备中的浓浓的父爱。责备，原来也是一种爱。
After that, I changed and truly understood my father's love. It was a love that was difficult to express, a strong fatherly love hidden in blame. Blame, it turns out, is also a form of love.