老师让我们写写父亲,我很难过。我的父亲很早就离开了我和妈妈,在我的记忆中父亲只是一个“过客”。我和他的故事屈指可数,而且“爱恨交加”。记忆中的温暖不多,最美好的就是那次海洋馆之行!小时候,我最喜欢和父亲一起去海洋馆,因为只有在那里我才是无忧无虑的。那时的我常常神气活现地骑在父亲的肩膀上,手舞足蹈地指挥父亲。父亲的肩膀宽大厚实,我稳稳地坐在上边,伸出双手去抓那些在我头顶盘旋的鱼。鱼儿们无忧无虑地游着,我又喊又叫:“爸爸,你看那是什么?”我好奇地指着我的有边问。“宝贝,那是美人鱼!”父亲答道。“爸爸,我也要当美人鱼,我要和她照相!”父 Teacher let us write father, I am very sad. My father left me and my mother long ago. In my memory, my father was just a passing guest. I and his story are numbered, and “love and hate”. The memory of the warmth is not the most beautiful is the trip to the aquarium! As a child, I most like to go to the aquarium with my father, because only there I was carefree. At that time I often ride on my father’s shoulders with grace, dancing and directing my father. My father’s shoulders were generous and thick, and I sat firmly on top, holding out my hands to catch the fish that circled over me. The fish swimming in carefree way, I cried and called: “Dad, what do you think that is?” “I asked curiously at my side. ”Baby, that’s the mermaid!“ Replied the father. ”Dad, I want to be a mermaid, I want to take a picture of her!“ ”Father