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My Father 我的父亲
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Though I called him "old dad" instead of father, in front of me he called himself the old dad. Despite his comparing me to animals like pigs, asses and dogs, he didn't mind if he was an animal's parent. We used to chat every time we were together in the bathroom, where he would be enthusiastically teaching me a great deal of knowledge about society, while the only thing that I had actually learned was the way to make more soap bubbles. My old dad was athletic — he was always stronger than me, and could have been stronger than me for many more years. No one had ever replaced him when I was in need of a partner to play pingpong or badminton, yet there were times when he felt uninterested to partner me, and scolded me by saying, "Have more friends, not me, to play with you!" It was not until the final day, when most of his friends gathered around him, that was proved the meaning of his scold, and how I was abased before his success of life. The last few days to accompany him was suffocating, especially the seconds to see and avoid seeing him. I had observed with fear that he was even less conscious than an infant; I had observed that his mouth was half open, eyes seeing with no recognition; I had observed that he was raving incoherently, and breathing without physical strength. It was like the last second that I saw him when I yelled against him the "Old Dad!", but he didn't give a hint of response.
我不叫他父亲，而是叫他老爹，而在我面前他也自称叫老爹。尽管他曾把我比作动物，比如猪，驴还有狗，他却从不介意做一个动物的家长。每次一块在浴室里的时候我们都会聊天，在那里他会满怀激情地教我很多有关社会的知识，而我真正学会的唯一一件事就是如何弄出更多的肥皂泡。我的老爹体格强健——他总是比我强壮，而且他本应该比我强壮更多年。当我打乒乓球或者羽毛球需要搭档的时候没人能替代他。但他有时没有兴趣给我做搭档，而且还训斥我说：“多交些朋友，让他们陪你玩，不要来找我！”直到最后一天，当多数的他的朋友都围聚在他身边，才证明了他斥责的意义，以及我在他生命的成功面前的卑微。陪伴他的最后几天是令人窒息的，还有看他而又回避去看他的瞬间。我在害怕中观察到到他甚至比婴儿还要没有知觉；我观察到他的口半张着，两眼能看见却什么也不认得；我观察到他说着胡话，而且体力匮乏地在呼吸。当我对着他大叫道“老爹！”的时候，就好像是在见他最后一面，然而他却没有给出一丝的回应。
