Help me translate this gestalt.

The rain fell on the window and woke me up. It sounds like 15 years ago, which reminds me of my girlhood. It was the second day I went to school, and it was raining heavily. According to my habit at home, I fell asleep at my desk. I woke up and found myself not in the classroom, but on my father's back. We are halfway home. This is the last time I feel close to him. Since then, he has never hugged me like other fathers.

I am not bothered by this idea, but proud of it, because I feel independent and grown up. However, sometimes I get frustrated because I don't ask him for support.

One day I was writing Chinese character homework (or calligraphy homework), which I hated most. Dad came in and stood behind me for a while, watching me scribble on the paper. Then he said, "It takes patience to write Chinese characters. Your writing ability is not enough. Try to write again. "

When I wrote two words, I followed his advice, but since I didn't see any progress, I still used my own method-writing quickly. His suggestion didn't improve my Chinese writing, but improved our relationship.

When he grew up, he found that he finished his studies in the sixth grade, and it was the highest score in the town at that time, so everyone thought he would become a scholar. People used to ask him to write something for them to stick on the wall, but he never found it useful. He often says to me, "You know, this family depends on you. We can't teach you anything anymore. You should use education to change your destiny. "

Then, according to his expectation, I finished high school and college.

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