每当我课间趴在教室的窗台上,望着窗外的大山时,就会想起他——我的父亲。在我心目中,他不仅是我的父亲,更是我的朋友。每当我不开心时,父亲总会拉着我的小手到处走走,边走边絮絮叨叨地说些宽慰我的话,不知不觉间,我已经像一只快乐的 Whenever I was lying in class classrooms on the windowsill, looking out the window of the mountains, will think of him - my father. In my mind, he is not only my father, but also my friend. Whenever I was not happy, my dad always walked around with my little hand and talked comfortably about me, unconsciously, I was like a happy