从我记事起，父亲就好像不怎么喜欢我；而随着我慢慢地长大，与父亲的关系似乎又拉远了。有时我们俩面对面地坐着，一两个小时都不说一句话。我想，这可能就是人们所说的代沟吧。 那一年，我考取了武汉的一所中专，全家都非常高兴，可父亲布满皱纹的脸上却不见一丝笑容。 离家 From what I remember, my father seemed to like me less, and as I grew older, my relationship with my father seemed to be getting further away. Sometimes we sit face to face and do not say a word or two for a couple of hours. I think this may be what people call it. That year, I was admitted to a secondary school in Wuhan, the whole family are very happy, my father wrinkled face but not a trace of smile. Leave home