父亲不英俊,个子不高,也不富裕,但在我心中却是真真正正的男神。仔细想来,我与父亲已有一段时间没有见过面了。这些天,窗外的雨不停歇,心情也是乱七八糟,颇不宁静,总想写点关于父亲的文字,细数那些与父亲过往的岁月。父亲常对我说:人要为一口气而活着。我明白父亲所说的“一口气”的含义,那就是勇气、正气和骨气。父亲是这样说的,也是这样做的。为了那口气,为了盛大的光荣与梦想,父亲走过西口、下过煤窑,拉过牛车、背过炭,睡过坟地、住过马圈……但父亲感动我的不仅仅是这些高大的英雄式行为,他的爱就像现在窗外细细的雨丝 His father is not handsome, not tall, not wealthy, but in my heart it is a real god. Think carefully, my father and I have not met for some time. These days, the rain outside the window does not stop, the mood is messy, quite quiet, always want to write about his father’s text, breakdown of those years with his father. My father often said to me: people want to live for breath. I understand his father said “Breath ” meaning, that is, courage, righteousness and integrity. This is what my father said and did. In order to that tone, in order to grand glory and dream, my father passed the west mouth, got off the coal kiln, pulled over the ox cart, dumped over the charcoal, slept in the cemetery, lived in a circle ... but my father touched me not only these tall Heroic behavior, his love is like a thin rain wire out of the window