“ he is climbed with two hands above, bipod shrinks up again; Small bend of his fat body towards the left, show the pattern of effort. This is the back that I see him, my tear flowed very quickly. In the person of his back interfuse come and go such as ”“ , searching to be not worn, I come in sit down, my tear came again. ” reads Mr Zhu Ziqing " back " later, I have feeling quite, I think back to carefully the back of my father, what appear in brain ceaselessly is the one Zhangzhang picture that I drive on father's neck. From me toddle arrives nowadays, annual on the neck that father can let me ride in him, mom is these pictures that we take, make me can fine fine the back that goes watching father again. Father's back is Wei bank | , I ride on father neck, I am helping the big handgrip that father uses him up, seem to also do not take pain to, no matter how I am big,be like father also can raise me easily, the composition makes what I can look farther.
“他用两只手攀在上面，两脚再向上缩；他肥胖的身子向左微倾，显出努力的样子。这是我看他的背影，我的泪很快流了下来。”“等他的背影混入来来往往的人里，在找不着了，我便进来坐下，我的眼泪又来了。”读完朱自清先生的《背影》之后，我颇有感触，我仔细回想我父亲的背影，不断在脑海里出现的是我骑在父亲的脖子上的一张张照片。从我蹒跚学步到如今，每年父亲都会让我骑在他的脖子上，妈妈为我们拍的这些照片，让我能细细再去观察父亲的背影。父亲的背影是伟岸|的，我骑在父亲脖子上，父亲用他的大手把我扶着，好像从来也不吃力，好像无论我多么大父亲也可以将我轻松举起，作文让我能看的更远。
Really, father love is exquisite without mother love, but father love is euqally great, the love that father gives is absolutely the love that not less than mothers give. Just father is seldom speak love the mouth, can be experienced only attentively slowly. In the wording and purpose of what one writes of Mr Zhu Ziqing, gown of cotton of father black cloth, the back of black cloth mandarin jacket is twined all the time in his heart, of that back care, the affection of that back is written down, evoke his memory constantly.
的确，父爱没有母爱细腻、但是父爱一样伟大，父亲给的爱绝对不少于母亲给的爱。只是父亲不常将爱说出口，只能用心慢慢去体会。在朱自清先生的笔下，父亲青布棉袍，黑布马褂的背影一直缠绕在他心中，那背影的牵挂，那背影的情记，时时激起他的回忆。
The father in my father and article is same, it is a clean-fingered Yan Xiao, severe person, father gives my love, be just as the woods in the high mountain darkly, and I resemble is sapling, he keeps out wind and rain for me dumbly. He the body of that lofty Wei bank seems to also won't topple forever, be like all difficulty he is OK one person is carried. His old hand, harbour became full warmth, give me the biggest encouragement. After the article that reads Mr Zhu, I love my father more.
我的父亲和文中的父亲一样，是个不苟言笑，严厉的人，父亲给我的爱，深沉地犹如高山里的树林，而我就像是树苗，他无言为我遮风挡雨。他那高大伟岸的身躯好像永远也不会倒下，好像所有的困难他都可以一人扛住。他的大手，蓄满了温情，给予我最大的鼓舞。读完朱先生的文章之后，我更爱我的父亲了。(文/王忠意)