父亲节写给爸爸的一封信中英文对照

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 life.You are my beloved friends and relatives,as the saying goes :a father's love.Your love as high as a mountain,let me feel warm.Your 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.

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