求翻译：还记得小时候骑在父亲的背上，看着天上的层云发问，为何云是白色的？为什么发明家的父亲没有发明家聪明？等等天真无邪的疑问都曾在那幼小的心灵中画着问号。也许今天的我已经可以解答出当年那幼稚的问题，可我再也不曾有对生命，对生活，对世间万物的好奇心。充满脑海的是经过几百年甚至几千年都未曾有人提出质疑的公式，定理，每天在数字与字母之间排徊。是什么意思？

Remember when riding in his father's back, watching the clouds of heaven to ask questions, why clouds are white? Why smart inventor inventor's father did not? So innocent questions have in that young mind drew a question mark. Maybe today I can answer the question then was naive, but I did not have

Also remember that when I was riding in his father's back, and looked up to heaven, and asked why the cloud layer is white clouds? Why did the father did not inventors clever inventors? and so on and so forth innocence of doubt had been in the young mind drew a question mark. Perhaps I am today has

Also remembered the hour cavalry in father's carrying on the back, looks the space the stratus cloud asks a question, why is the cloud a white? Why doesn't inventor's father have the inventor to be intelligent? And so on the naive free of evil intention question all once was drawing the question mar

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