父亲的爱犹如那杯放了牛奶和糖的咖啡,回味悠长。父亲的爱也是巧克力糖,甜甜的,但却给人一种微苦的感觉。父亲给我爱的方式是一个充满未知数的方程式——告诉我已知数,让我自己去解开它。暮春三月的一天周末,太阳照在身上暖洋洋的,我和父亲舒适地坐在电视机前看一场马拉松比赛。比赛开始时,五号队员跑得很 My father's love is like the cup of coffee with milk and sugar, long aftertaste. My father's love is also chocolate candy, sweet, but gives a slightly bitter feeling. The way my father gave me love is an equation full of unknowns - tell me the known number and let me unlock it myself. On the weekends of March, the sun shone warmly on my body. My father and I sat comfortably in front of the television watching a marathon. The fifth player ran very well at the start of the match