今天，当我和父亲一起打羽毛球时，我发现父亲跑得比以前慢了许多。再仔细一看，他的黑发中隐藏着丝丝白发。突然间，我意识到父亲老了。
父亲是个沉默寡言的人。在我的记忆中，他从没有抱过幼时的我。所以，我总是感受到母亲的爱，而忽视了父亲同时也在深深地爱着我，因为他的爱是含蓄的。他会旁敲侧击地询问我的学习情况；他会在天气变冷时悄悄把一件毛衣放在我的床上；他会为了给我送雨衣而在教室外面等很长时间……而我总是坦然地接受这一切，认为这是他的责任。我是多么的愚蠢！
时光流逝，我渐渐地长大了，也终于意识到父亲对我的爱。是的，父爱是无声的，可也是伟大的。
When I play tennis with my father today, I find that father runs a lot slower than
before. After a careful check, I find that there are some white locks hidden in
the black hair. All of a sudden, I sense that my father is growing old.
Father doesn’t like taking too much. In my recollections, he never huddled me. So I could
feel the love of my mother instead being aware of the fact that father loves me
deeply just because his love was indirect. He asked me about my study in an indirect
way; he put a sweater on my bed silently when the weather turned cold; he
waited so long outside the classroom to carry me the raincoat….. However, I received
all of this without feel anything special. I thought that’s his responsibility.
How stupid I am!
I grow up with the time goes by, and I finally know the love of my father. Yes,
the father’s love owns the quality of silence and greatness.
谬误请指正。
before. After a careful check, I find that there are some white locks hidden in
the black hair. All of a sudden, I sense that my father is growing old.
Father doesn’t like taking too much. In my recollections, he never huddled me. So I could
feel the love of my mother instead being aware of the fact that father loves me
deeply just because his love was indirect. He asked me about my study in an indirect
way; he put a sweater on my bed silently when the weather turned cold; he
waited so long outside the classroom to carry me the raincoat….. However, I received
all of this without feel anything special. I thought that’s his responsibility.
How stupid I am!
I grow up with the time goes by, and I finally know the love of my father. Yes,
the father’s love owns the quality of silence and greatness.
谬误请指正。
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第1个回答 2012-11-18
Today, when my father and I play badminton, I found my father runs more slowly than before a lot of. Look again carefully, his black hair hidden in the slightest hair. Suddenly, I realized that my father is old.
My father is a be scanty of words. In my memory, he never hugged my. Therefore, I always feel the mother's love, and ignore the Father also love me deeply, because his love is implicitly. He will attack by innuendo and asked me about my studies; he will when the weather turns cold quietly put a sweater on my bed; he will be to send me a raincoat and outside of the classroom to wait for a long time ... ... And I always accept it, feels it is his duty. How stupid I am!
Time goes by, I gradually grow up, finally realized his father 's love for me. Yes, love is silent, but is also great.
My father is a be scanty of words. In my memory, he never hugged my. Therefore, I always feel the mother's love, and ignore the Father also love me deeply, because his love is implicitly. He will attack by innuendo and asked me about my studies; he will when the weather turns cold quietly put a sweater on my bed; he will be to send me a raincoat and outside of the classroom to wait for a long time ... ... And I always accept it, feels it is his duty. How stupid I am!
Time goes by, I gradually grow up, finally realized his father 's love for me. Yes, love is silent, but is also great.
第2个回答 2012-11-18
Today, when I play badminton with my father, I found my father runs more slowly than before a lot of. Look again carefully, his black hair hidden in the slightest white hair. ...
