也许是成长带来的改变，有段时间，我对父亲，是疏远，甚至有些抵触的。
Maybe it's the change brought about by growing up. For a while, I was alienated from my father and even conflicted with him.
在我一次次地暗示下，父亲自然也明白了一些，他不会再亲昵地牵我的手，拍我的肩，只是有时，他仍是始终放心不下。
Under my insinuation, my father naturally understood something. He would not hold my hand and pat me on the shoulder, but sometimes he was still worried.
很清楚地记得那一天。兴致勃勃地和朋友约好去书店，父亲却固执地送我，一面还不停地唠叨一些“社会治安很乱”，“路上小偷很多”之类的话。我在一旁附和着，却心不在焉。到了十字路口，我央求父亲回去，我可不希望朋友看见父亲憨实的体态。他拗不过我，只好勉强点头。我舒了口气，头也不回地走了。
Remember that day very clearly. He happily arranged with his friends to go to the bookstore, but my father stubbornly sent me, and kept on saying "social security is very disorderly", "there are many thieves on the road" and so on. I was on the side, but absent-minded. When I arrived at the crossroads, I begged my father to go back. I didn't want my friends to see his honest body. He couldn't help but nod his head reluctantly. I breathed a sigh of relief and walked away without looking back.
三月的阳光有些妩媚，用绚丽的外衣不断炫耀自已的身姿。这种妖娆让人有些困倦，用手遮住前额，不经意地回头，却偶然地发现了十字路口处的影子，那双很焦虑的眼睛。
The sunshine in March is charming, showing off one's posture with gorgeous coat. This kind of enchanting makes people sleepy. They cover their forehead with their hands and turn around carelessly, but they accidentally find the shadow at the crossroads, which are very anxious eyes.
步子自然地停下，那个影子，就那么坚定地在等待。阳光把他的前额照得有些发黑。那双眼睛不停地眺望着远方，他的眼神很集中，却有些迷乱，但他的眼里却有爱。
Step naturally stop, the shadow, so firmly waiting. The sun darkened his forehead. Those eyes keep looking at the distance, his eyes are very concentrated, but some confused, but his eyes have love.
我就那么麻木地伫立着，看着他在人群中搜寻到我，并松下皱紧的眉，轻松地一笑。阳光在这一刻停止了躁动，空气，潮湿得让人想哭。我稳了稳情绪，控制了泪水，朝父亲一个微笑。
I stood so numb, watching him search for me in the crowd, and relaxed his frown, and smiled easily. The sun at this moment stopped restless, the air, wet people want to cry. I stabilized my mood, controlled my tears and smiled at my father.
一路走着，感受身后那双爱的眼睛，我突然发现自己拥有了许多，也许它抓不住，看不见，却实实在在地让你感受着幸福。
Walking all the way, feeling the eyes of love behind me, I suddenly found that I have a lot, maybe it can't hold, can't see, but it really makes you feel happy.
父爱如井，眼测不出深度，心望不穿沉浮，也许，他只会傻傻地用爱的眼睛去等待，但那其实，也就是儿女最真实的幸福……
Father's love is like a well, his eyes can't measure the depth, and his heart can't see through the ups and downs. Maybe he will only wait with his eyes of love, but in fact, it is the most real happiness of his children