My father is not tall, but he likes smoking very much. Next, let me talk about his "mileage" of smoking!

我的父亲,身高不高,可是非常喜欢吸烟,下边,就要我讲下他的吸烟“里程数”吧!

I have a father who loves smoking. When he talks with friends, he will "entertain" friends with cigarettes. Each person sends a cigarette that is lit, which is smelling in the air. It is really bad to smell it. A little closer to his father, he looks up at the sky. The gray smoke group blackens his hair on his head.

我有一个喜欢抽烟的父亲。他与小伙伴们闲聊的情况下,会用烟草来“接待”盆友,每个人发一根引燃的烟草,释放着浓浓烟味儿弥漫着半空中真刺鼻,离父亲在近一点,仰头一看天上,那灰黑色的烟团把他头上的秀发都熏黑。

Dad smokes when he plays with his mobile phone, when he walks, and before he goes to bed. Seeing that he loves cigarettes so much, I really want to help him quit smoking.

父亲看手机时抽,行走时抽,睡觉前也要抽一根。看到他这般特别喜欢烟草,我确实有点儿想帮他戒烟戒酒的念头。

The smell of smoke makes people feel uncomfortable. I often say to my father, "Dad, can you stop smoking?" Dad said, "OK, OK!" Although the mouth readily agreed, but no action. I say almost every day, "Dad, when can you stop smoking?" He always smiles at me, I sigh: look, you are a giant of language, a dwarf of action.

这股烟味儿把人熏的不舒服,我经常对父亲说:“父亲,你能不能不抽烟啊?”父亲说:“我还能说什么!”尽管嘴边痛快的同意了,却一点也不行動。我基本上每日都说:“父亲,你何时才可以不抽烟啊!”他总是一件事笑一笑,我愁眉苦脸道:瞧,你那语言表达的猿巨人,行动的矮子样。

In my mother and I repeatedly dissuade, Dad finally stopped smoking. The relationship between Dad and tobacco is just like the "Spinach Soup" in our canteen.

在我与妈妈的再三劝说下,父亲总算不抽烟了。父亲与烟中间的关联如同大家饭堂的“菠菜汤”一样――淡了。