我和父亲形同陌路。我一年中见到父亲的次数不过两三回而已,而父亲每一次回来,和我说的话都不算多。在我眼里,父亲是个没有微笑、冷血的人。那一年暑假,父亲回来了。这次,他不像以前那样不苟言笑,而是冲着我开心一笑,然后把我高高举起,再深深地亲我一下。接着,他又笑着说:“孩子,我们去划船吧。”我想:父亲怎么变了一个人?我半信半 My father and I are strangers. The number of times I saw my father in one year was only two or three times, but my father did not say much to me every time she came back. In my eyes, my father is a smiling, cold-blooded person. That summer vacation, my father came back. This time, instead of being stern as before, he smiled at me with a smile and lifted me high and then deeply touched me. Then he smiled and said: “” Let’s go boating, boy. “” I think: how did my father become a man?