最亲爱的父亲:你最近曾问我,为什么说怕你。一如既往,我无言以对。我现在试图以笔来回答这个问题,即便如此,所写的也仅仅是一鳞半爪,因为就在写信时,对你的畏惧及后果也阻塞着我的笔头。我小时候很胆小,还很倔,母亲也很溺爱我,可我不认为自己特别难调教,我不相信,一句和善的话、一次不动声色的引导、一个鼓励的眼神不能使我乖乖地顺从。 Dear Father: You recently asked me why I was afraid of you. As always, I am speechless. I am now trying to answer this question in a pen, and even then I write only half-claws, because at the time of writing, the fear and consequences for you have also clogged my writing. When I was a kid, I was very timid and still stubborn. My mother spoiled me too. But I did not think I was particularly difficult to teach. I did not believe it. A good word, an implicit guidance, an encouraging eye can not obey me obediently. .