Dad never tried to hug or kiss me when I was a child. And of course, he never said "I love you" to me, either. Maybe it's a Chinese cultural thing, or maybe that's the way my dad was. But whenever I felt defeated, sad or lonely, dad was always there. Dad was a man of few words, but I always liked to talk to him, and I could always feel a very special connection to him.

我小的時候爸從來不抱我，從來不親我，當然他也從來不說“我愛你”這三個字。也許這是中國文化的問題，也許爸就是這種人。但每當我受挫、傷心或孤獨無助時，爸總會在默默地關心我。老爸話不多，但我總喜歡有什么話都給他說，同是我也總是能感到和老爸之間那種無法言喻的特殊關系。

As I got older, I had a huge crush on a girl. She was tall and beautiful, with long hair. One day, I walked up to her and blurted out, "you are so beautiful baby. I love you so much. Please be my wife!" She was afraid and ran away with tears in her eyes. She told my teacher, and my teacher was so angry that she made me stay after school, and called my dad to take me home. My first love was over, and that year I was 7 years old.

等我大一些的時候我瘋狂愛上了一個女孩子。她又高又漂亮，還有一頭長發。終于有一天，我忍不住了，走到她面前，很快地說道，“親愛的，你太漂亮了！我太愛你了！做我老婆吧！”沒想到她嚇壞了，抹著眼淚跑掉了，然后就告訴了老師。老師當時非常生氣，放學后沒讓我回家，并給老爸打電話，讓他過來領人。我的初戀就這樣夭折了，那年我七歲……