交作业。都是大白话，毫无诗意。：）

今晚，我在黑窗里看到自己就像父亲的形象，他的一生就是这样度过的，想着死亡，排除其他感官的事物，所以到最后，生命很容易放弃，因为它什么也没有包含：即使我母亲的声音也无法让他改变或回头，因为他相信一旦你不能爱另一个人，你在世界上就没有立足之地。

Tonight, I saw myself in the black window like the image of my father, who spent his life thinking of death and excluding other things perceptible. So it's easy for him to give up the life in the end, as it did not have anything. Even my mother's voice could not make him change or turn back. Because he belived once you could not love other people, you would not have a place in this world.