父亲向来是出远门的。他每年只回家一次,每次约在家里住一个月。我平日最欢喜和姊姊吵架,什么事情都不能安静,常常挨了母亲的打,也还不肯屈服。但是父亲一进门,我就完全改变了。父亲从来不对我说半句埋怨话,他有着洪亮而温和的音调。他的态度是庄重的。但脸上没有威严却是和气。他每餐都喝一定分量的酒,他的皮肤的血色本来很好,喝了一点酒,脸上就显出一种可亲的红光。他爱讲故事给我听,尤其是喝酒的时候,常常因此把一顿饭延长了一二个钟 My father has always been away. He only goes home once a year, about a month at home. I am most happy day and my sister quarrel, nothing can be quiet, often beaten by the mother, also refused to give in. But as soon as my father came in, I completely changed. My father never said a few words to me, he has a loud and gentle tone. His attitude is solemn. But there is no dignity on the face, but it is kindness. He drank a certain amount of wine for each meal, his skin had a good blood-red color and drank a little bit of wine. His face showed a lovely red. He loved to tell stories, especially when drinking alcohol, so he often extended his meal for a couple of minutes