每当我放学回家,桌子上总会放着一杯水,满满的,而且冬暖夏凉。我一进门,总是先一饮而尽。可我从来没有特别地注意过这杯水,我总认为这是父亲应该做的。我从未想过,这一杯淡淡的开水中装着的是什么,是父亲深切而含蓄的关爱,还是为人父母应尽的义务?终于有一次……那个晚上,我下 Every time I return home from school, there is always a glass of water on the table. It is full and it is cool in winter and cool in summer. When I entered the door, I always drank it first. But I never paid special attention to this glass of water. I always think that this is what my father should do. I never thought about what this cup of faint boiling water holds, is his father’s deep and subtle care, or his parents’ obligations? Finally, once...the evening, I