我还是站在那个巷子的拐角处，脚底下的青砖尽显岁月沧桑。演绎一步，两步，三步，嗒嗒的脚步声，那远去的背影，如电影般在我脑海中演绎。
I am still standing at the corner of that alley, with the blue bricks under my feet showing the vicissitudes of time. Performing one step, two steps, three steps, the sound of footsteps, the distant figure, is like a movie in my mind.
六岁
six years old
“啪——”随着一声响动，我连身带车摔倒在地，膝盖与水泥地瞬间摩擦而过，鲜红的血液却汩汩流出。我的身子如针扎般疼，只能甘坐在地，泪水不知涌眶而出，可一旁看着我练车的父亲却一动不动，神情还是那般严肃。我望着他丝毫未动怜悯之心，“哇”的一声嚎啕大哭，想吸引他的注意力。“快来扶我啊！”我内心深处呼喊着，谁知他毅然起身，不耐烦地转向回家的路，一步，两步，三步……我的呜咽声终是没淹没父亲依旧坚定的脚步声。在他离开后不久，我居然奇迹般地征服了这顽固的自行车，驰骋在操场上。
With a loud sound, I fell to the ground with my car, my knees rubbing against the concrete in an instant, while bright red blood gushed out. My body ached like needles, and I could only sit on the ground, tears welling up in my eyes. However, my father, who was watching me practice driving, remained motionless, his expression still serious. I watched as he showed no mercy and let out a loud cry of 'wow', trying to grab his attention. Come and help me! "I shouted from the depths of my heart. Unexpectedly, he stood up resolutely and impatiently turned towards the road home. One step, two steps, three steps... My sobbing never drowned out my father's still firm footsteps. Not long after he left, I miraculously conquered this stubborn bicycle and galloped on the playground.
十岁
ten years old
舞台上的灯光聚焦在我身上，下面观众们千万双眼睛目睹着这一辉煌的时刻。颁奖员郑重其事地把那一张奖状递给我，如排山倒海般的掌声向我的耳朵耳边袭来。我着急的扫视着台下的人们，却发现连父亲的人影都没找到，我心中五味杂陈，恨他没一起见证这重大的典礼。直到下台，才见他一直都在那个受人冷落的角落里，脸上连一丝笑容也没有，他忽然一把夺过我手里的奖状，递给了我身旁的指导老师。随即他便转身离去，一步，两步，三步……父亲的脚步声依旧沉着。在他回眸之际，我却发现沉默的眼光中饱含着一份赞许。我不敢直视他的眼睛，泪簌簌掉落。打湿了衣裳。
The lights on stage were focused on me, and the audience below witnessed this brilliant moment with millions of eyes. The award presenter solemnly handed me the certificate, and the thunderous applause hit my ears like a mountain. I anxiously scanned the people in the audience, only to find that I couldn't even find my father's figure. My heart was filled with mixed emotions, hating him for not witnessing this significant ceremony together. Until he stepped down, I saw him always in that neglected corner, without even a smile on his face. Suddenly, he snatched the certificate from my hand and handed it to my advisor next to me. Then he turned around and left, one step, two steps, three steps... His father's footsteps remained calm. As he looked back, I found a hint of approval in his silent gaze. I dare not look directly into his eyes, tears streaming down my face. Wet your clothes.
昨天
yesterday
春雨，淅淅沥沥地下着，那条小巷的青砖被刷洗得一尘不染。我站在那个拐角处，与即将出差的父亲道别，没有震撼人心的词藻，也没有让人心生温暖的话语，只是两人沉默一挥手，将思念埋藏在心底。父亲不多说什么，一转身，一步，两步，三步……他的脚步声依旧有力。
Spring rain, pitter patter on the ground, the green bricks of that alley were brushed clean and spotless. I stood at the corner, bidding farewell to my father who was about to go on a business trip. There were no shocking words or heartwarming words, just a silent wave of our hands, burying our longing in our hearts. Father didn't say much, he turned around, took one step, two steps, three steps... His footsteps were still strong.
我用手轻轻摇曳柳枝，泪充盈了眼眶。眼前一片朦胧，他的脚步声仍在我耳边回荡，激励着我前行，激励着我前进。
I gently swayed the willow branches with my hands, tears filling my eyes. In front of me, everything was hazy, and the sound of his footsteps still echoed in my ears, inspiring me to move forward, inspiring me to move forward.