在我的心灵深处,我永远忘不了那一幕:妈妈抱着年幼的我,拉着姐姐的手准备离开这个她生活了十年的家,父亲闷闷地坐在床边儿抽着烟,没有一句要挽留的话。妈妈含着泪头也不回地跨出家门……从此我便失去了父爱。没有父亲,我们的日子过得非 In my heart, I will never forget the scene: my mother holding a young, I took her sister's hand to leave the home she had lived for ten years, my father boring sitting bed smoking , No one to retain the words. My mother did not come back with tears to cross the door ... ... From then on I will lose my father's love. Without our father, our life is right