每当看到街上卖的烤红薯,我就想起那个冬天发生的一件事。那天正好是星期日,爸爸送我去学钢琴。当时西北风呼呼地吹着,爸爸骑着电动车,我坐在后面裹得严严实实的都觉得很冷,爸爸坐在我的前面替我挡风,难道会不冷吗?但是,我问爸爸时,爸爸却说不冷。 Whenever I saw roasted sweet potatoes on the street, I was reminded of what happened that winter. That day happened to be Sunday, my father sent me to study the piano. Northwestern wind whistling at that time, my father riding an electric car, I sat behind tightly wrapped up feel very cold, my father sitting in front of me for the wind, would not it cold? But, I When asked Dad, my father said not to be cold.