What is close affection? Close affection is thirsty a cup of water when, it is burning hot the blast when, it is a greeting when be thwarted, it is a scarf when chill.
亲情是什么？亲情是口渴时的一杯水，是炎热时的一阵风，是受挫时的一句问候，是寒冷时的一条围巾。
Too much and too much close affection, cannot be conveyed with utterance, cannot be described with writing, but they are full of my memory. Of those warmth, soft feeling always surrounds me.
太多太多的亲情，无法用言语来表达，无法用笔墨来形容，可是他们充斥着我的记忆。那些温暖的、柔软的感觉时刻将我包围。
Innocent cold, want snowy rhythm. Father sends me to go to school. I run hastily next buildings, by the electric motor-car that comes to father. “ Where is your scarf? ” father asks. I feel a neck, neck glazing is smooth, feel the neck down me gets cold air in past body immediately, “ ! Did not wear! ” I am a little vexed. I see watch, look up again upstairs look, in the reckon in the heart time, say to father: “ was not worn, do not have time, go! ”
天真冷，要下雪的节奏。爸爸送我去上学。我慌慌张张地跑下楼，来到爸爸的电动车旁。“你的围巾呢？”爸爸问。我摸了摸脖子，脖子上光光的，顿时感觉寒气顺着我的脖子往身体里钻，“呀！没戴！”我有些懊恼。我看了看手表，又抬头看了看楼上，在心里估摸了一下时间，对爸爸说：“不戴了，没有时间了，走吧！”
Take electric car of father backlash, waiting for father to cycle. Father him unship scarf, hang scarf on my neck, surround on two rounds to me. I feel the neck uploads for an instant come soft soft, warm warm feeling, still have a pleasant taste, that is father's flavour. I shrink neck, say: “ is very warm. ” father sees me, laughed at composition / fatherlily. Chair of the back after I am captured backhand prepares to set out, can be the back of the chair too put on the ice, I can't help rub wash one's hands with invisible soap and imperceptible water. Is “ hand cold also? ” still is done not have wait for me to reply, father takes off next his gloves to be worn to me.
坐上爸爸的电动车后座，等着爸爸骑车。爸爸解下自己的围巾，把围巾挂在我的脖子上，给我围上两圈。我瞬间感觉到脖子上传来软软的，暖暖的感觉，还有一股好闻的味道，那是爸爸的味道。我缩了缩脖子，说：“好暖和。”爸爸看我一眼，慈爱地笑了作文/。我反手抓住后背椅准备出发，可是椅背太冰了，我不由得搓了搓手。“手也冷？”还没等我回答，爸爸脱下自己的手套给我戴上。
On the road, wind is very big, dou Gong wears the pedestrian the body is small head walks. I sit in father back, the face that also feels me is blown so that some prickle, then forward bend, the gangmaster leans on father back. Father is casual ground in the future moved, it is to make me recumbent it seems that better off some. At this moment I realize, the father of prep against wind is colder. “ father, are you cold? Otherwise do I give you scarf glove? I ask ” . Father replies: “ you are not cold I am not cold. ”
路上，风很大，行人都弓着身子低着头走路。我坐在爸爸身后，也感觉我的脸被吹得有些刺痛，于是向前倾，把头靠在爸爸背上。爸爸不经意地往后移了一下，似乎是让我靠着更舒服些。这时我意识到，迎着风的爸爸更冷。“爸爸，你冷吗？要不我把围巾手套给你？”我问。爸爸回答：“你不冷我就不冷。”
Reached the school, I jump down a car, the hair that sees father is blown to got cock to come by wind, look a little messy, of facial Gong Gong, ear is red also red, as if in the eye containing a hydrosphere. Father handle rub rub, before be being put in the mouth again, breathed out at a heat, finger of Gong Gong like carrot looks a little inflexible. Father sees watch, say: “ scarf is being worn, speed goes. ”
到了学校，我跳下车，看见爸爸的头发被风吹得翘起来了，看起来有些凌乱，脸红红的，耳朵也红红的，眼睛里仿佛含着一层水气。爸爸把手搓了搓，又放在嘴前哈了一口气，红红的像胡萝卜一样的手指看起来有些僵硬。爸爸看了看手表，说：“围巾戴着吧，快进去。”
The back that looks at father is in the street corner of heavy traffic is more and more remote, I feel my eye is a little acerb, blink, the tear shed ……
看着爸爸的背影在车水马龙的街头越来越远，我感觉我的眼睛有些酸涩，一眨眼，泪就流了下来……