在白雪铺满的杏坛广场上,人们兴奋地奔跑狂笑,我却望着漫天飞舞的雪花出神。初雪应该和初恋相伴才能算是甜蜜,可我此刻只想着父亲刚才打来的电话。父母离婚后,一年中,我和父亲仅有一两次机会相见。平日里,我经常给母亲打电话,但我从来没有主动给父亲打过电话。今天他给我打电话了,说:“奇奇,爸爸给你打电话是因为下雪了,你可要注意安全啊。”我答应着,有些漫不经心。他说话小心翼翼,生怕惹我生气似的。我“嗯”着,他也不知道说什么了。我说:“爸,我在练钢琴。”他说: In the snow-covered Xingtan Square, people excitedly running laughing, I was looking at the snow flying all over the sky. The first snow should be accompanied by first love can be considered sweet, but now I just think of my father just called. One year after my parents divorced, my father and I only had the chance to meet each other. On weekdays, I often call my mother, but I never take the initiative to call my father. Today he called me and said: “Kiki, my father called you because it was snowing, you have to pay attention to safety. ” I promised, some careless. He spoke cautiously, for fear provoking me to be angry. I “ah ”, he did not know what to say. I said: “Dad, I’m practicing the piano. ” He said: