longer父亲节写给爸爸的一封信中英文对照

2021年1月20日发(作者：逼空)
父亲节写给爸爸的一封信中英文对照



Dear dad


You raise me up,let me have the are my beloved friends
and relatives,as the saying goes :a father's love as high
as a mountain,let me feel kindness to me to return, who
grass-inch heart,return in the apartments!


I get dizzy with success you told me not to do so,in my sad for
me,wiped away tears,thank you,my dearest father.


Dad,I love you.


Best wishes


亲爱的父亲



你养育了我
,
让我有 了生命
.
你是我最挚爱的朋友和亲人
,
俗话说：父爱
如山
.
你的爱就像山那么高
,
让我有了温暖
.
你对我的恩情难以回报,“谁 言
寸草心
,
报答三春晖”!



你在我得意忘形 时告诫我不能这么做
,
在我难过时为我擦干眼泪
,
我最
挚爱的爸爸< br>.


爸爸
,
我爱你
!


最好的祝福



Happy Fathers Day,Dad
爸爸，父亲节快乐



Dear Dad
，



Today
I
was
at
the
shopping
mall
and
I
spent
a
lot
of
time
reading
the Fathers Day cards. They all had a special message that in some
way or another reflected how I feel about you. Yet as I selected and
read,
and
selected
and
read
again,
it
occurred
to
me
that
not
a
single
card said what I really want to say to you.


Youll soon be 84 years old, Dad, and you and I will have had 55
Fathers Days together. I havent always been with you on Fathers Day
nor have I been with you for all of your birthdays. It wasnt because
I didnt want to be with you. Ive always been with you in my heart but
sometimes life gets in the way.


You know, Dad, there was a time when we were not only separated
by the generation gap but completely polarized by it. You stood on
one side of the Great Divide and I on the other, father and daughter
split apart by age and experience, opinions, hairstyles, cosmetics,
clothing, curfews, music, and boys.


The Father-Daughter Duel of 54 shifted into high gear when you
taught me to drive the old Dodge and I decided I would drive the 54
Chevy whether you liked it or not. The police officer who escorted
me home after you reported the Chevy stolen late one evening was too
young
to
understand
father- daughter
politics
and
too
old
to
have
much
tolerance
for
a
snotty
16
year
old.
You
were
so
decent
about
it,
Dad,
and
I
think
that
was
probably
what
made
it
the
worst
night
of
my
life.


Our
relationship
improved
immensely
when
I
married
a
man
you
liked,
and
things
really
turned
around
when
we
begin
making
babies
right
and
left.
We
didnt
have
a
television
set,
you
know,
and
we
had
to
entertain
ourselves somehow. I didnt know what to expect of you and Mom as
grandparents but I didnt have to wait long to find out. Those babies
adored you then just as they adore you now. When I see you with all
your grandchildren, I know youve given them the finest jpgt a
grandparent can give. Youve given them yourself.


Somewhere along the line, the generation gap evaporated. Age
separates
us
now
and
little
else.
We
agree
on
most
everything,
perhaps
because
weve
learned
there
isnt
much
worth
disagreeing
about.
However,
I would like to mention that fly fishing isnt all youve cracked it
up
to
be,
Dad.
You
can
say
what
you
want
about
wrist
action
and
stance
and blah, blah, blah...


Ive been happily drifting for a lot of years, Dad, and I didnt
see you getting older.


I
suppose
I
saw
us
and
our
relationship
as
aging
together,
rather
like
a
fine
wine.
Numbers
never
seemed
important.
But
the
oddest
thing
happened last week. I was at a stop sign and I watched as you turned
the corner in your car. It didnt ur to me that it was you because the
man driving looked so elderly and fragile behind the wheel of that
huge car. It was rather like a slap in the face delivered from out
of nowhere. Perhaps I saw your age for the first time that day. Or
maybe I saw my own.


Fifty years ago this spring we planted kohlrabi together in a
garden in Charles City, Iowa.


I didnt know then that I would remember that day for the rest of
my life. This week, well plant kohlrabi together again, perhaps for
the
last
time
but
I
hope
not.
I
dont
understand
why
planting
kohlrabi
with you is so important to me but it is. And the funny thing about
it
is,
well,
I
dont
know
quite
how
to
tell
you
this,
Dad...I
dont
even
like kohlrabi...but I like planting it with you.


I
guess
what
Im
trying
to
say,
Dad,
is
what
every
son
and
daughter
wants
to
say
to
their
Dad
today.
Honoring
a
Father
on
Fathers
re
than
a Dad who brings home a paycheck, shares a dinner table, and attends
school functions, graduations, and weddings. It isnt even so much
about kohlrabi, 54 Chevrolets, and fly-fishing. Its more about
unconditionally
loving
children
who
are
snotty
and
stubborn,
who
know
everything and wont listen to anyone. Its about respect and sharing
and acceptance and tolerance and giving and taking. Its about lore
than words can say
，
and its wishing that it never had to end.


I love you, Dad.


亲爱的爸爸：



今天我在商场的时候
,
我读了好长时间的有关“父亲节”的贺卡。那些卡片上面的文字很特别，也或多或少地表达出了我对您的感受。我挑选