Compare the picture that love abandons harder, already dissolve enters water in. —— preface
比爱情更难舍的画面，早已溶入水中。——题记
In my babble when, I learned to call father mom; When nursery school, the teacher tells me, must hear the word of father mother; Elementary school when, I acquired the first word: Family——father·and·mather·I·love·you! That is to say family, it is father mother namely I love you! However, junior high school when, what the nag that is a mother however adds father is anxious.
在我呀呀学语的时候，我便学会了叫爸爸妈妈；在幼儿园时，老师告诉我，一定要听爸爸妈妈的话；小学的时候，我学到了第一单词：family——father·and·mather·I·love·you！也就是说家庭，即是爸爸妈妈我爱你们！然而，初中的时候，却是母亲的唠叨加父亲的担忧。
As the growth of my age, previously clever, filial, little ground changed, I become traitorous rise. And parents was made appear a heart by a variety of my retrograde motion probably, they also dote on no longer it seems that I, more no longer indulgent I. It is every month makes brushstroke money to me only, when doing not have a thing, now and then also hit a phone to give me. Ask about in the phone, also basically be the problem of money, still have money, gave out? Otherwise wants to get ready again. To later, should be being heard only is the telephone call that they make, although they do not start to talk, I also knew outcome. Hear their speech calmingly, I can sneer to say: Do you plan to spend money only pile I? Do you think spent money to dismiss me? Sometimes, the word has not said, canthus has tepid liquid to slide composition. I know, because,that is not sad, however because of despair. In their eye, I already became the child of money it seems that. Divide this beyond, also do not need again other.
随着我年龄的增长，以前的乖巧，孝顺，一点点地变了，我变得叛逆起来。而父母大概被我的种种逆行作透了心吧，他们似乎也不再宠爱我，更不再纵容我。只是每个月给我打一笔钱，没事的时候，偶尔也打个电话给我。电话里问到的，主要也是钱的问题，还有没有钱啊，用完了吗？要不要再打点啊。到后来，只要听到是他们打来的电话，即使他们不开口，我也知道了下文。平静地听完他们的话语，我便会冷笑着说：你们只打算用钱堆起我吗？你们以为用钱就将我打发了吗？有时，话还没有说完，眼角就有温热的液体滑落作文。我知道，那不是因为伤心，而是因为绝望。在他们的眼里，我似乎已成了钱的孩子。除此以外，再也不需要别的了。
In memory, I ever also was carrying the setting sun on the back in the dusk, ride in humeral head of father. The father in those days, often say: Be old girl a few years too again, to in those days, he is old, the back was not moved. I in those days just say, waited for me to be brought up, I carry you on the back! Mother, always want me to sit in her genu head, telling those fairy tale that make a person yearning to me, comb to me …… of those beautiful plait of fried dough twist
记忆深处，我也曾在傍晚背着夕阳，骑在父亲的肩头。那时的父亲，老是说：再过几年就是大姑娘了，到那时，他就老了，背不动了。那时的我只是说，等我长大了，我就来背你！母亲呢，总要我坐在她的膝头，给我讲着那些令人向往的童话，给我梳那些漂亮的麻花辫……
Think of here, I cried, cry very sadly.
想到这里，我哭了，哭得很伤心。
Actually, parents does not understand all the time, what I want is not free, also not be the pocket money that also does not spend forever, it is however when I am frustrated, father's channel, maternal encouragement; When the success, they are touched warmly, still have the joyance that they share.
其实，父母一直不明白，我要的不是自由，也不是永远也花不完的零用钱，而是在我失意时，父亲的开导，母亲的鼓励；成功时，有他们温暖的抚摸，还有他们分享的喜悦。
However, all these already became that moon in blending in water it seems that, the imagination that is my happiness only stopped. Stretch his hand when me both hands, want to feel it, hold in both hands when removing it, it points to a glide from mine stealthily however, also cannot feel forever get.
然而，这一切似乎都已成了那缕融入水中的月光，只是我美好的想象罢了。当我伸手双手，想去触摸它，捧起它时，它却悄悄从我的指间滑过，永远也无法触摸得到。
Think more, want to hear father to affirm to mine again more; Think more, want to sit beside maternal again more, sit to dawn together with her.
多想，多想再一次听到父亲对我的肯定；多想，多想再一次坐在母亲的身边，和她一起坐到天明。(文/强哥)