“ closed air conditioning! ”
“把空调关了去！”
I shut “ drop ——” air conditioning, tongueless and reticent.
“滴——”我关上了空调，缄默无言。
Do not know from when to rise, father and my dialog was become such. I am returned can now and then I what call to mind a hour and father. He is clean-fingered all the time Yan Xiao, I like to be him to prepare some of little gift in volume red-letter day, in those days although he does not laugh, but I see him pull the bite that move clearly however flesh and on the eye remaining part that carry. Later, the sapling of my home backyard unplugs with each passing day tall, father also grows day and day to the pressure that brings me, constant for cold war of a bit bagatelle. Often look at the sentence with others home intimate father and son, an acerbity suffering does not stop in the heart.
不知从何时起，父亲与我的对话成了这样。我还能偶尔忆及小时的我和父亲。他一直不苟言笑，我喜欢在大小节日为他准备些小礼物，那时他虽不笑，可我却分明见到他扯动的咬肌和上提的眼尾。后来，我家后院的小树日渐拔高，父亲给带给我的压力也与日俱增，常为了一点小事冷战。每每看着别人家父子亲昵的句子，心里止不住一阵酸苦。
Familial and genetic, want catch cold catch cold to shed nosebleed easily only as a child. Summer, have an insatiable desire for me cool to need 3 type thing most all the more: Towel of air conditioning, ice-lolly, paper. Air conditioning, ice-lolly is to satisfy body and mind, paper towel is to solve the sequela that stays after contented body and mind. The ” of “ interior construction of the ash-bin in the room is an ice-lolly paper commonly, pile waste paper towel. When night sleeps, I can hit air conditioning 24 degrees, wrap close quilt again, fall asleep with silkworm chrysalis shape. Get up the following day, become aware a body is icy only, when washing gargle, dragon of a blood constant break through brambles and thorns-hack one's way through difficulties, winding and below, bud of a blood-red is collected in water, blossom gradually, ghosts gets heart-throb making a person.
家族遗传，从小只要受凉就容易流鼻血。夏天，格外贪凉的我最需要三样东西：空调、冰棍、纸巾。空调、冰棍是为了满足身心，纸巾则是为了解决满足身心后留下的后遗症。房间里垃圾桶的“内部构造”一般是一层冰棍纸，一堆废纸巾。夜晚睡觉时，我会将空调打到二十四度，再裹紧被子，以蚕蛹状入睡。第二天起床，只觉通体冰凉，洗漱时，一条血龙常披荆斩棘，蜿蜒而下，在水中汇成一朵血红的花骨朵，逐渐绽放，鬼魅得令人心悸。
Do not know when, this kind of case is apparently good a lot of. Rise in the morning hands or feet still is being taken tepid, the flower that Na Duo ghostses and goblins also had not left again. Air conditioning writes a composition temperature was increased apparently, although be inferior to before the merry and lively that come, be like a Wen Yu however, just can warm bosom. The temperature that who moves be after all? science and technology develops now, still have lukewarm accuse? Be mom probably? But she sleeps all along early rise early, unlikely does get up in the night to urinate help me move air conditioning? Father? Won't. I decide to want to find a reason.
不知何时，这种情况明显好了许多。早晨起来手脚仍带着温热，那朵鬼魅的花再也没有开过。空调的温度明显被调高了，虽不如之前来的酣畅，却似一块温玉，恰能暖怀。到底是谁调的温度呢？难道现在科技发达，还有温控？或许是妈妈？可她一向早睡早起，不大可能起夜帮我调空调啊？爸爸？不会的。我决定要找到原因。
That evening, I lie on the bed, look at the smooth shadow on the wall, bearing desperately do not let oneself be asleep. Gradually, lamp picture is weaker and weaker, drowsiness is thicker and thicker, “ bang! ” door opened, I abruptly one Jing, enclasp of hand firm firm, the heartbeat has unexpectedly some quickly. The sound of remote controller of air conditioning of ——” of drop of “ drop —— . Who be after all? Footstep is light and delay, loosen painstakingly. My fix eyes on one look, a lofty back stands in window edge, black dust coat seems to change took thick dim light of night. Father stands over, brooding it seems that what.
那晚，我躺在床上，看着墙上的光影，拼命忍着不让自己睡着。渐渐的，灯影越来越弱，睡意愈来愈浓，“啪！”门开了，我猛然一惊，手狠狠握紧，心跳竟有些加速。“滴——滴——”空调遥控器的声音。究竟是谁呢？脚步声轻而缓，是刻意放松的。我定睛一瞧，一个高大的背影立在窗边，黑色的风衣好像化进了浓浓的夜色。父亲站在那里，似乎在沉思什么。
My memory, spread to distant place at a draught. Father is taking me, fish in pond of be out of office; Father is my swarm, pick the fullest Sang Guo; Father lets me bend over to go up in his back, be seemed him to be hit by starlight by the foot when Ma Qi …… wet.
我的记忆，一下子蔓延到了遥远的地方。父亲带着我，在野塘里钓鱼；父亲为我爬树，摘最饱满的桑果；父亲让我趴在他的背上，把他当马骑……被脚好像被星光打湿了。
This momently, I understood, father loves to be like hill; Father love, it is actually just temperature.
这一刻，我明白了，父爱如山；父爱，其实是一个刚好的温度。
Every morning of in the future, see the digital “27” on air conditioning, mind is one warms. Since that day, I begin to care this temperature, this is the temperature that father loves.
往后的每个早晨，看见空调上的数字“27”，心头都是一阵暖。从那天起，我开始关心这个温度，这是父爱的温度。(文/葵.安哥YYDS)