从小就觉得,父亲不爱我。家住湘西南偏隅农村,父亲母亲都是农民。记事起,父亲很少在家,常年在外打工。逢年过节,才匆匆回家一趟。春节刚过,又背上那个洗得发白的背袋和村里的一群人出去。那时候年纪小,只知道他们出去挣钱,看到那时候他们一张张兴奋傲气的脸,觉得外面一定极好玩。刚记事时候,父亲30左右,在家少言,只有跟村里的同龄人才会大声的说话,笑起来格外豪迈。见别人家的小孩,他总能偶尔的逗逗,摸摸小脸,但是很少抱。但是父亲很少逗我,带我出去玩的次数也屈指可数。他不会像别人 From an early age, my father did not love me. Live in the corner of the rural southwestern corner of Hunan, father and mother are farmers. Remember, his father rarely at home, perennial work outside. Festivals, hurry to go home trip. Just after the Spring Festival, the white back pocket and back of a group of people in the village were out. At that time young, only know that they go out to earn money, when they saw a picture of excitement arrogant face, that outside must be very good fun. Just note time, his father about 30, at home, a few words, only with the village’s peers will speak loudly, laughing especially heroic. See other people’s children, he always occasionally tease, touch small face, but rarely hold. However, my father rarely tease me, take me out to play a few hand count. He will not be like anyone else