夕阳西坠的时候，一个身材高大的男子牵着一只小小的手，蹦蹦跳跳地走在回家的路上，他们长长的影子，跟花树的影子
As the sunset set, a tall man held a small hand and bounced back and forth on his way home. Their long shadows followed the shadows of flowers and trees
子一起在地上作画……
Let's paint together on the ground
那时候，父亲在我眼里是个无所不能的超人，仿佛只要跟着他，就能乘风破浪。我天天黏着他，像块牛皮糖。
At that time, in my eyes, my father was an invincible superhero, as if following him could ride the wind and waves. I stick to him every day, like a piece of brown sugar.
他说：“宝宝，做人要有礼貌。”我就天天叔叔阿姨，爷爷奶奶不离口。
He said, 'Baby, be polite in life.' I always talk to my uncles, aunts, grandparents, and so on.
他说：“多吃饭才能长高。”我就把自已的肚子撑得圆滚滚地，像一只小青蛙。
He said, 'Eating more is the key to growing taller.' So I stretched my belly round like a little frog.
他说：“读书多的孩子将来聪明。”我就什么书都读得津津有味。
He said, 'Children who read more books will be smarter in the future.' I read every book with great interest.作文网 zUOwEnBa.Net
后来，我原本小小的世界开始以惊人的速度膨胀，父亲在我眼里的超人光环消失了，但他依然是一个我需要仰视的巨人。家里的电器坏了，他不用找修理工就可以解决；有不会做的题目，他不用上网查找就可以给出好几种做法；在学习生活上，他认真上进的态度也一直被我当作人生准则……
Later, my once small world began to expand at an astonishing speed. My father's superhero aura disappeared from my eyes, but he remained a giant that I needed to look up to. If the appliances at home are broken, he can solve it without looking for a repairman; He can provide several solutions for problems he doesn't know how to solve without searching online; In terms of learning and life, his serious and progressive attitude has always been regarded as my life principle
可是，慢慢地，我再也不必仰视父亲了——他就在我平视的地方。我问的问题他无法提供解答；我说的话他理解不了，我的一些做法他也看不惯，这里不对那里挑刺。他的一些对人生的看法在我眼里也变成了“老古板”，对他的话我左耳进，右耳出。
But gradually, I no longer had to look up to my father - he was right in front of me. He is unable to provide an answer to the question I asked; He couldn't understand what I was saying, and he couldn't stand some of my actions either. He didn't nitpick here or there. Some of his views on life have also become 'old-fashioned' in my eyes, and I listen to his words from one ear to the other.
有一次，我们发生争执，我一抡胳膊，他险些摔倒在地上。我还发现，走在人群中，他和别人的身材差不多，身上穿的衣服差不多，连头上出现的白发都差不多。他普通到和路上扬起的灰尘为伍，在人群中，我很难辨清哪个背影是他。我质疑他，挑衅他，看到他气急败坏的样子，我也只是冷漠地转身离去。我们每一次相处都变得充满火药味，生疏起来。
Once, we had an argument and when I swung my arm, he almost fell to the ground. I also noticed that walking in the crowd, he had a similar figure to others, wore similar clothes, and even had similar white hair on his head. He is so ordinary that he is surrounded by the dust raised on the road. In the crowd, it is difficult for me to distinguish which back is him. I questioned him, provoked him, and when I saw his angry expression, I just turned around and left coldly. Every time we get along, it becomes full of gunpowder and estrangement.
最近，母亲让我对父亲的态度好点，我说我没让他来送我上兴趣班。母亲很生气，说是父亲主动从百忙之中特意抽出空来送我的，只为和我多说几句话，还说我最喜欢看得书是他跑了好几家书店才买到的，又说我睡了以后，他还翻过我的作业……末了，母亲说：“你爸爸也不明白为什么你生他的气，他也只是爱你。”
Recently, my mother asked me to have a better attitude towards my father. I said I didn't ask him to send me to an interest class. My mother was very angry, saying that it was my father who took the initiative to take some time out of his busy schedule to send me away, just to say a few more words to me. She also said that my favorite book to read was the one he bought from several bookstores, and that after I fell asleep, he even flipped through my homework... Finally, my mother said, "Your father doesn't understand why you're angry with him, he just loves you
我怔怔地听着，脑海中一幕幕地闪现：我看到他为了让我开心特意带我去游乐场玩；看到他拣我看过的小说看，看到他等候在寒风中，等我兴趣班下课从教室里出来，摆一张爱搭不理的臭脸给他看……
I listened blankly, my mind flashing one by one: I saw him taking me to the amusement park to make me happy; Seeing him pick up novels I've read, watching him wait in the cold wind, waiting for my interest class to finish and come out of the classroom, putting on a silly face to show him
我肆意地疯狂生长，父亲目送我走远。不知不觉中，我和自己的父亲失散。他安静地等在时间的叉路口，就像小时候走丢的我一样。不一样的是，他不期望我回来找他，只期望我能在终点给他点微笑，向他招手。他是我童年时期膜拜的超人，是在成长中给我开辟空间的拓荒者。
I grew wildly, and my father watched me walk away. Unconsciously, I became separated from my own father. He waited quietly at the crossroads of time, just like me who got lost when I was a child. What's different is that he doesn't expect me to come back and find him, he just expects me to give him a smile and wave to him at the finish line. He was the superhero I admired during my childhood and the pioneer who opened up space for me as I grew up.
所以，我不想他在我身后小心翼翼地追寻我留下的痕迹，我想跟他靠得近一些，更近一些，在我跟他的故事结束前，我能自然地拥抱他，心无芥蒂地和他谈活，叫一声：“老爸，散步去。”
So, I don't want him to cautiously pursue the traces I left behind me. I want to be closer to him, closer. Before our story ends, I can naturally embrace him, talk to him without any resentment, and call out, "Dad, go for a walk