我,疯颠,贪玩,偏执。因为生性顽劣,一切都由着性子来。而父亲呢,则是一位典型的暴君,动辄对我大打出手。我不知道还有哪个女孩挨打的次数有我多,印象中,他好像从来没爱过我。这次,考试又砸了锅。当然,又少不了一顿毒打。这是在意料之中的,虽然我恐惧的心一直悬着。但奇怪的是,每次我挨过打以后,他总是向我道歉,痛哭流涕,说不应该打我,并且买一大堆好吃的安慰我。我对这一切都习以为常,司空见惯,麻木不仁。对他的道歉也不以为然,转眼忘到九霄云外去了。 I, crazy Britain, playful, paranoid. Because nature is naughty, everything comes from the temper. My father, on the other hand, was a typical tyrant who hit me hard. I do not know which girl was beaten more than I, the impression that he seems never loved me. This time, the exam smashed the pot again. Of course, another indiscriminate fight. This is expected, although my fear has been hanging. But weirdly, he always apologized to me every time I was beaten and said that I should not beat me and buy a lot of good comforts for me. I am accustomed to all this, commonplace, insensitive. Apologize to him also disagree with an instant forgot to Cloud Nine went.