我的父亲是上个世纪六十年代的高中生,由于出身不好,回家务农。虽说是农民,但他身上透着一股浓浓的书卷气。他爱书法,爱写作。记得小时侯家里很穷,没有什么好吃的、好玩的,但我有唯一可在同伴面前炫耀的东西,那就是父亲写的书法条幅。房子是破的,家具是旧的,在墙上挂上几幅父亲 My father was a high school student of the 1960s. He came home from work because of his poor education background. Although it is a peasant, but he reveals a thick bookish. He loves calligraphy and loves writing. I remember when I was young, I was very poor at home, I did not have any delicious food, but I had the only thing I could show off in front of my companions. It was my father’s calligraphy banner. The house is broken, the furniture is old, and several dads are hung on the wall