关于感恩父亲的英语作文合集两篇 作文(优秀20篇)

The power of love

Love is the parents is the world‘s largest love， is in their minds share of family support them， let them come in the heart of the disaster sons and daughters.

Kitagawa， May 14， 2008， the parents who struggle with death more than 40 hours after the three-year-old girl Song Xin Yi finally rescued， rescue workers to feed her milk. Her parents live in the time， desperate to protect the fragile body of her， until both passing away， also maintained that posture. Parents touched by the love of God， let the children saved， small Xinyi Zaitianzhiling parents can comfort!

爱的力量

父母之爱莫过于是世界上最大的爱，是他们心中的那份亲情支撑着他们，让他们在灾难来临时心系儿女。

北川，2008年5月14日，在父母身下与死神抗争四十多小时后，三岁的小女孩宋欣宜终于获救，救援人员喂她喝牛奶。她的父母在活着的时候，以脆弱的身躯拼死保护着她，直到双双逝去，还保持着那种姿势。父母的爱感动了上天，让孩子得救了，小欣宜父母的在天之灵可以安慰了!

因为父亲有一张严厉的面孔，总以为他不食人间烟火;因为父亲早出晚归，总以为他对我漠不关心;因为父亲常用"继续努力"搪塞我握着满分的试卷的自豪感，总以为他冷漠无情，直到那个风雨交加的夜晚，才真正读懂父亲的心。

我安稳地坐在父亲的摩托车上，披着父亲的外套。车驶得飞快，我情不自禁地躲在父亲宽厚的背后，像一只羽翼未丰，乳臭未干的雏儿胆怯地躲在雄鹰健壮有力的翅下。不经意间碰到父亲冰凉冰凉的手腕。

我的手像触电了似的猛地缩了回来，父亲只穿了件薄薄的T恤衫哪!我再也无法理所当然地坐在车后，"爸!"我轻轻唤了一声，但不知是风速太大还是其它缘故，我连唤几声父亲都没有听见。我的视线微微有些模糊，然而那青丝中深藏不露的白发尖针一般又一次深深刺痛了我的双眼，岁月不饶人啊!那岁月的足迹个个踩在我的心上。

我的眼角湿润了，心中涌上一股莫名的暖流，我紧紧靠着父亲—我要把我心中的温暖传递给他。泪缓缓地，悄然无声地顺着脸颊流下。

总是埋怨父亲做得不够，可现在，作为父亲的女儿，我不由地愧疚，不由地感激……父亲不用赞言夸我，是因为想让我切忌骄傲;父亲早出晚归，是全心工作，给我一个自由的空间;父亲面庞严肃，不是他不近人情，而是因为他想用另一种方法让我脚踏实地……

回到家，桌上摆着蛋糕，我又一次愕然了，我居然忘却了今天是父亲的生日!我的心开始狠狠地发痛，父亲是爱我的，只是他的爱不易言表罢了，但是，我能感受到他的爱，他的温暖……

Mother, how ordinary but a great name! Everyone can feel deeply from the name of the ordinary love, yes, mothers life hard work pay so much for us, and we have to pay for the mother?

Mother, like a wall of the wind and rain, blocking the sun, so that we these small trees thrive without wind and rain; Mother, like a kindly mother bird, every day with a loving hand stroked us these chicks feathers, encourage us to fight the sky.

My mother is like a wall, like the mother bird to me caress times to, encourage have add, especially let me grateful is often to lost my mother to guide and encourage, let the profound sense of joy in my mind to take root, sprout, inspire me to grow.

母亲，一个多么平凡而伟大的名字呀!每个人都可以从这平凡的名字上而感到深深的爱，是啊，母亲一生辛勤劳作为我们付出了那么多，我们和曾为母亲付出过呢?

母亲，像一堵墙，遮住了风雨，挡住了烈日，好让我们这些不经风雨的小树苗能茁壮成长;母亲，像慈祥的鸟妈妈，每天都用充满爱的手抚摸着我们这些幼雏的羽毛，鼓励我们去搏击万里长空。

我的母亲也像墙，像鸟妈妈那样对我呵护倍至，鼓励有加，尤其让我感激的是母亲常常对失落的我进行引导和鼓励，让那深刻的道理在我的心里生根，发芽，激励我成长。

每年六月的第三个星期日是父亲节，是表达爱和感恩的日子。这天每个父亲都应该接到来自他们孩子的礼物和问候。在这父亲节不期而至之季，让我对已故父亲的怀念，绝不仅仅体现在父亲节到来之际!!而我的父亲却走在父亲节这一天。这使得我们对于这个节日更加伤怀，更加难忘，也更加的多了几分纪念的意义。

六月，是一个美丽的季节——鲜花怒放;六月，也是一个温馨的季节——嫩绿柳叶儿轻轻地和风细语，枝头的`翠鸟儿悄悄对风吟唱;六月，更是一个缅怀的季节——是我们怀念父亲的日子。儿女们，无论是在家园的艳阳下，还是在天边的月光下，释放一颗颗感恩的心，捧着一束束带泪的康乃馨，尽情地向天上人间，为自己的父亲深深地祝福。以后每年的父亲节都是他的祭日，亲爱的老父亲，不知不觉中，您离开我们已经四十二天了，天堂里的爸爸，您过的还好吗?

父亲节来临之际，普天下的儿女都在为他们的爸爸送去最美的礼物和祝福，而我却独自一人听着《父亲》这首歌曲，黯然神伤，任凭忧伤划过灵魂，泪水迷蒙了双眼，思念就像淡淡的轻烟，飘落前，挥之不去，欲盖弥彰。多少次在梦中梦见您慈祥的面庞，高大的身影，梦见您为我做好可口的饭菜，梦见您为儿女们操劳一生的情景，几回回梦里的您就在眼前，您并没有离去，急切的我伸手去挽留您，无奈醒来方知难柯一梦，唯有思念和伤心的泪水流下脸庞。父亲是个多面能人，对家庭，对母亲，对孩子无微不至的关怀。不管春夏秋冬，还是寒来暑往，父亲总是为家奔波奋斗。父亲的心胸开阔宽容，使得我们姐弟几人在各自的生活经历中，面对困难和变故都能平和心态去面对。对我们兄妹的教育，父亲一向十分严厉，尤其在我们品德意识的培养中，更倾注了父亲的大量心血。从每个孩子的心理健康到性格形成，从学习成绩到思想品德，父亲给我们的教育使我们受益终生!父爱如山，您是儿女们背后最坚强的臂膀。忆父爱，是孩子们心底依然感伤楚楚，天堂的父亲，孩子们时常在思念你，如果世间真的有轮回，那么，我愿来生来世，我仍是您的孩子，您仍是我的父亲……

Thanksgiving is a virtue, to a person, with a sense of self-respect, self-confidence, tolerance are equally important. If there is no gratitude, you will be eliminated by The Times. Let us, therefore, the mentality of with gratitude to the people and things in the face of all!

Thanksgiving parents, return on the family

Parents are our first teachers, from the moment a child born, their life will pour into the parents love and best wishes. Perhaps, parents cant give us life of luxury. However, they gave everything in a persons life irreplaceable - life.

Parents of children love it props up a stretch of the sky. When you get hurt, cry, sad, sad, when you can come back here at any time, enjoy the love of parents. This is their happiness. Thanksgiving parents, even if it is a trivial things, as long as make them feel a trace of pleasure, thats enough. I remember CCTV broadcast a moving advertisement: a little boy with big eyes, struggling to carry a pot of water, naive said to his mother: "mom, wash feet." Is such an AD today, still hit. Moving reasons, not because of the actor, the most popular but it feelings moving heart, lung, infected with more than how many lovers all over the world, many people moved. Not only for lovely boy, and the one to the deep love and heartfelt gratitude. Such a thing, everyone can do it, but dont want to do. Ask: where are your gratitude?

感恩是一种美德，对于一个人来说，它与自尊、自信、宽容同等重要。如果没有感恩，你就会被时代淘汰。因此，让我们怀着感恩的心态来面对所有的人和事吧!

感恩父母，回报亲情

父母是我们的第一任老师，从一个孩子呱呱落地的那一刻起，他们的生命就倾注了父母的爱与祝福。或许，父母不能给我们奢华的生活。但是，他们给予了一个人一生中任何事物都不可替代的——生命。

父母为子女撑起了一片爱的天空。当你受伤时、哭泣时、忧郁时、难过时，你可以随时回到这里，享受父母的爱。这，便是他们的幸福了。感恩父母，哪怕是一件微不足道的小事，只要让他们感到一丝欣慰，这就够了。我记得央视播过一篇感人的广告：一个大眼睛的小男孩，吃力地端着一盆清水，天真地对妈妈说：“妈妈，洗脚。”就是这样的一部广告时至今日，仍在热播。动人的原因，不是因为演员当红，而是它的感情动人心肺，不止感染了天下多少的有情人，很多人为其感动。不止为了可爱的小男孩，也为了那一份至深的爱和发自内心的感恩。这样的事，每个人都能够做到，却又不愿去做。试问：你们的感恩都到哪里去了呢?

我们每个人都要学会感恩，我们的父母养育了我们，让我们从呱呱落实地只会哭的小不，如今已长成了初中的学生。他们为我们操了多少心，流了多少汗!这次我要写的是感恩父亲。我的父亲是一位农民，他很普通，普通得走进人群，就再也辨认不出他了。父亲用一种特殊的方式使我感到了他对我的爱。这种爱，即广阔无边，又深刻细腻。我每次想起来就不能不激动。那是我刚考上中学的时候。父亲送我去学校，虽然路并不远，但是父亲执意要送，我只好同意了。路上，太阳当头照着，好热!我望了望了父亲：脸，酱紫色的了，眼睛里布满了血丝，头上的草帽已摘下来，稀稀落落的头发紧贴在头皮上。

“娟儿，歇会儿吧”父亲说着，从口袋里摸出两个鸡蛋。爸爸，您吃吧，我推了过去，爸爸有……这里有……，我接过鸡蛋，找了个阴凉处，父亲在离我不远的地方蹲下，他那长满胡须的下巴随着嘴的一动一动。我留意地把目光投了过去。我看见了什么?大豆，我不由得喊了出来。这……好吃……好吃……”父亲含含糊糊地掩饰着。啊!父亲，您每天辛辛苦苦既要忙面的工作，又要照顾生病的母亲，眼看着周围的邻居都富裕起来，而您为了供我们兄妹上学，为了让我们吃好穿好，却这样苦着自己。

我心里涩涩日，说不出一句话。学校到了。我说：“您回吧。”哎，娟儿、好好学!”这30块钱先用着，爸过几天再来。嗯!父亲说着从口袋里摸出几张皱皱巴巴的钞票塞到我手里。啊!手，父亲的手!那是怎样的一双手啊!青藤似的血管，所干枯的手指。粗心的我，竟从没有发现父亲瘦得这么让人心痛!我眼里立刻像揉进了什么……啊!父亲，您的话不多，也没有什么深刻的道理，但您给予我的爱却是这般广阔无边，这般深沉细腻。父亲，您放心吧!您的心，我懂。

Is who Im grateful for my parents. I dont know what words to describe them. I only know that they since the childhood is the most hurt me. On that occasion, I do not know is I do wrong, or if they do wrong. I dont know how they love me, and I know, how they education I.

Since the childhood, my father often said to me: "good good study, you will have a way out, dad believe you." I dont know how to answer. Only she complains and chagrin. Now, I grow up, is no longer that easily to "swept" my dad; Is no longer the only a day I will cry; No longer is that the I couldnt climb up. Experienced a lot of things, I understand a lot.

Do you understand the heart? I dont know my heart is warm is cold. Because, I too cold to parents, and they are still to me every possible way to caress. Maybe every parents to their children! Sometimes you will because and their contradiction and conflict, sometimes you will because of his capricious caused you and their relationship broke down and sometimes, you will be an exam because they blame you angry.

Now, lets cherish every second, learn to be grateful, starts from oneself.

我要感恩的是我的父母。我不知道用哪个词来形容他们。我只知道，他们从小是最疼我的。那一次，不知是我做错了，还是他们做错了。我并不懂他们是怎样爱我的，而我，知道，他们是怎样教育我的。

从小，爸爸就常常对我说：“好好学习，你会有出路的，爸爸相信你。”我不知道该怎样回答。只是一句句的埋怨与懊恼。现在，我长大了，再也不是那个动不动就对爸爸进行“批斗会”的我;再也不是那个每天只会哭鼻子的我;再也不是那个跌打了爬不起来的我。经历过很多事，我懂得了很多。

你懂人心吗?我不知道我的心是暖的是冷的。因为，我对父母太冷，而他们对我依旧是百般呵护。也许每个父母都会这样对他们的子女吧!有时候，你会因为和他们的一次矛盾而起冲突，有时候，你会因为自己的任性而导致你和他们的关系破裂，有时候，你会因为他们埋怨你的一次考试而愤怒。

让我们珍惜现在的每一秒，学会感恩，从自身做起。

Happy Thanksgiving!

感恩节快乐!

You are the joy of my life.

是你给我带来了欢笑。

for all the times I needed a shoulder to lean on.

在我需要依靠之时，

I will be home for Thanksgiving, so save a little turkey for me.

我会回家过感恩节，所以请留点儿火鸡给我。

For all the days that I have been lonely,

在我孤独寂寞之时，

for all the times that I have felt blue,

在我忧伤痛苦之时，

Have a FULL Thanksgiving day!

感恩节快乐!好好吃一顿吧!

Happy Thanksgiving day!

我的朋友，感恩节快乐!

Happy Thanksgiving day!

感恩节快乐，我的朋友!

A card can say more than a thousand words.

一张卡片胜过千言万语。

I wish you could be here on Thanksgiving.

但愿你能来过感恩节。

This will be our first Thanksgiving apart.

这将是我们第一次不在一起过感恩节。

Our first Thanksgiving should be our best.

我们第一次共度的感恩节是我们最美好的时光。

It will be sad not to see you during the holiday when families get together.

家人团聚的节日里，不能看到你，我会感到难过。

I wouldnt want to spend Thanksgiving with anyone else.

我只愿和你共度感恩节。

Thanksgiving just wont be the same without you.

没有你，感恩节就不会一样了。

Thanksgiving is a great time to tell you that we love you kids.

孩子们，感恩节这时刻，我们要说：我们爱你们。

Thanksgiving is a time when I tell you that I love you.

感恩节就是我告诉你我爱你的时候。

I hope you are feeling thankful after your supper.

希望你吃过晚饭后有感恩的心情。

Thanksgiving is the best holiday of the year.

感恩节是一年中最好的节日。

I love to eat, so I love Thanksgiving.

我爱吃，所以我爱感恩节。

Have a MID-FULL Thanksgiving!

感恩节请勿暴饮暴食!

感恩父母，总以为是一个简单的事，但做起来只有一个字，难。但是，我们得对父母只有两个字，感恩。

Thanksgiving parents, always thought it was a simple thing, but it is only one word, difficult. However, we have only two words to parents, thanksgiving.

如果我们非要父母的东西，父母往往会把东西给我们，难道这温暖你感觉不到吗?我们遇到困难，还不是父母帮我们解决?

If we want to parents, parents tend to give us something, is it you feel warm? We met with difficulties, not the parents to help us solve?

我们总是说长大后报答父母，父母等这一天可是等得太久太久了，我们应该要从小事做起，做每一个细节都让父母感动，长大后，父母等这一天也是开心的，感动的。

We always say that grow up to repay their parents, parents of the day but waited too long for too long, we should start from the little things, do every detail to let parents moved, after growing up, parents of this day is happy, moved.

我们应该报答父母，如果父母打你也是因为你调皮，很多父母都抱有望子成龙，望女成凤的期望，长大后，别辜负了父母对你的期望。

We should repay my parents, if parents beat you is because you are naughty, many parents have children, look into the Phoenix womens expectations, after growing up, dont failed to live up to what your parents expect of you.

My father works in a large company. He is very busy on weekdays, but he stays with me on weekends. He says he loves my mother and me, so he works that busy to earn us money. I love my father too, and his biggest wish is that I can go to university. So I will study very hard to make us a happy family.

Thanksgiving originated origin can be traced back to the history of the United States, originated in the early settlers of Plymouth, Massachusetts. Known as the pilgrims when these immigrants in the UK, because of their religious reform of the church of England is not completely, and the king and the church of England repression of their political and religious persecution, so the pilgrims from the church of England, go to the Netherlands, then decided to move to the other side of the Atlantic that desolate land, hope to be able to freely according to their wishes religious life.

In 1620, the famous "mayflower" ship loaded with unbearable the Britain domestic religious persecution Puritan 102 people had arrived in America. In 1620 and 1621, the turn of the winter, they met with refugees brought the necessities, also specially taught them how to hunting, fishing and planting corn, pumpkin. With the help of the indians, immigrants finally won a harvest, in the days of harvest celebration according to religious traditions, immigration rules the day of Thanksgiving to god, and decided to thank the indians sincere help, inviting them to celebrate the festival together.

In late Thursday in November 1621, the pilgrims and massa soder 90 indians gathered, celebrated the first Thanksgiving Day in American history. A backwater at dawn, they marched into a room full of served as a church, devoutly grateful to god, and then lit a bonfire held a grand banquet, will hunt turkeys hospitality indians made delicacies. The second day and on the third day again held activities such as wrestling, running, singing and dancing. Male pilgrims go out hunting, capture the Turkey, women in the home made from corn, pumpkin, sweet potatoes and fruit such as delicacies. In this way, whites and indians around the bonfire, chating at, also singing and dancing, the whole celebration lasted three days. Many of the first Thanksgiving celebration has been circulated.

感恩节的由来可以追溯到美国历史的发端，起源于马萨诸塞普利茅斯的早期移民。这些移民在英国本土时被称为清教徒，因为他们对英国教会的宗教改革不彻底感到不满，以及英王及英国教会对他们的政治镇压和宗教迫害，所以这些清教徒脱离英国教会，远走荷兰，后来决定迁居到大西洋彼岸那片荒无人烟的土地上，希望能按照自己的意愿信教自由地生活。

1620年，著名的“五月花”号船满载不堪忍受英国国内宗教迫害的清教徒102人到达美洲。1620年和1621年之交的冬天，他们遇到了难民送来了生活必需品，还特地派人教他们怎样狩猎、捕鱼和种植玉米、南瓜。在印第安人的帮助下，移民们终于获得了丰收，在欢庆丰收的日子，按照宗教传统习俗，移民规定了感谢上帝的日子，并决定为感谢印第安人的真诚帮助，邀请他们一同庆祝节日。

1621年11月下旬的星期四，清教徒们和马萨索德带来的90名印第安人欢聚一堂，庆祝美国历史上第一个感恩节。他们在黎明时鸣放礼炮，列队走进一间用作教堂的屋子，虔诚地向上帝表达谢意，然后点起篝火举行盛大宴会，将猎获的火鸡制成美味佳肴盛情款待印第安人。第二天和第三天又举行了摔跤、赛跑、唱歌、跳舞等活动 。男性清教徒外出打猎、捕捉火鸡，女人们则在家里用玉米、南瓜、红薯和果子等做成美味佳肴。就这样，白人和印第安人围着篝火，边吃边聊，还载歌载舞，整个庆祝活动持续了三天 。第一个感恩节的许多庆祝方式一直流传后代 。

Thanksgiving originated in the United States, it is a big American holiday. On Thanksgiving Day, people will be the whole family get together, eat delicious food, such as Thanksgiving Turkey and pumpkin pie, and food and they will thank, thank parents, thanks to all of the things around you. We can China although there is no Thanksgiving, Thanksgiving tradition of excellence is the source to for a long time, it reminds me of many, many...

Since ancient times, our country is a formal state, there are "mercy is not kind, know well the report not the gentleman", "dripping of grace when yongquan", is to make people want to have a heart of gratitude, be thankful. And "a day for the teacher, lifelong for father", is to thank our teacher, "crow has the righteousness of regurgitation feeding, YangYouGuiRuZhiEn" is the reminder to know repay our parents of child...

Ive seen such a scene: a young man helped an old woman find her child, the old woman in order to thank the young man, is the most precious thing in the world to himself. Also have I seen such a scene: a friend to his deskmate borrow the eraser, after finished, not only doesnt even have words of gratitude, even put the eraser, while the he thinks its nothing, I cant help but worry about the childrens future, a person who has no gratitude is no good as.

In our daily life, such cases were common, now only children, all was being waited on hand and foot, and they spoiled and dont know understanding parents, grateful parents, all day only know ask parents for money, buy a good fun, if the parents dont meet their demands, light blubber, the person that weigh and abusive parents. See these, I can not help but ask, who is raising them, why they havent got a heart of gratitude, you know since we want to know from the mothers belly was born a thankful heart, whats more, their parents raise we spent much effort! How can we know for only and do not know Thanksgiving?

As a human being, we should thank all things around, we humans are just the page chapter in the history of the earth, we will sooner or later stepped from the earths overlord, we should thank all give us the opportunity to live on earth, water, food, air, trees, flowers and plants... Is that it allows us to survive. What can we human beings doing? Water is sewage with the color of the factory, the air is smoke smoked no longer pure and fresh, trees have been cut down and flowers be trampled... Have they ever grateful! Chickens lay eggs, chicken eggs, Thanksgiving is a continuous cycle process, if the world didnt gratitude, the earth will go quickly. So why do humans live!

Human ah! Without gratitude like a walking corpse. Gratitude should be fostered, with a Thanksgiving heart, will have a foothold in the society. If everyone is grateful, the world will become more beautiful

感恩节源于美国，它是美国人一个重大的节日。在感恩节那天，人们会全家人聚在一起，吃感恩节火鸡和南瓜馅饼等美味的食物，而且他们还会感谢食物，感谢父母，感谢身边的所有事物。我们中国虽然没有感恩节，可感恩的优良传统却源来以久，这不由得让我想起了很多很多……

我国历来是个礼仪之邦，自古就有“施恩不图报，知恩不报非君子”，“受人滴水之恩当以涌泉相报”的说法，就是要让人们要有感恩的心，要心存感激。而“一日为师，终生为父”，则是要我们感谢老师，“鸦有反哺之义，羊有跪乳之恩”则时该提醒人们要知道报答父母的生养之恩……

我曾经看到这样一幕：一个年轻人帮助一个老婆婆找到了她的孩子，这个老婆婆为了感谢这位年轻人，就把自己最珍爱之物送给了他。我也看到过这样的一幕：一个小朋友向他的同桌借橡皮擦，用完之后，不仅连句感激的话都没有，甚至把橡皮擦据为已有，他认为这没什么，我不禁为这个小朋友的前程担心，一个没有感恩之心的人是不会有好作为的。

在我们的日常生活中，这样的事例屡见不鲜，现在的独生子女，都过着衣来伸手，饭来张口的日子，他们娇生惯养不知道体谅父母，感激父母，整天只知道向父母要钱，买好吃的好玩的，如果父母不满足他们的要求，轻则又哭又闹，重者还有谩骂父母的。看到这些，我不禁要问，是谁生养了他们，为什么他们连一点感恩的心都没有，要知道我们既然从母亲的肚子里被生出来就要知道感恩，更何况父母养育我们又花了多少心血啊!我们怎么能只知道索取而不知道感恩呢?

作为一个人，我们应该感谢身边的一切事物，我们人类只是地球历史的一页篇章，我们迟早会从地球霸主的位置上退下来，我们应该感谢万物给我们在地球上生存的机会，水，食物，空气，树木，花草……是它们让我们得以存活。可我们人类又在做什么呢?水被工厂的污水染上了颜色，空气被浓烟熏得不再清新，树木被砍伐，花草被践踏……他们何曾懂得感恩啊!鸡生蛋，蛋生鸡，感恩是一个不断循环的过程，如果世界上没了感恩，地球就会快速地走向灭亡。那么人类又何以生存啊!

人类啊!没有感恩之心的人就像行尸走肉。感恩之心要从小培养，拥有了感恩之心，就拥有了在社会上立足的根本。如果每个人都心存感恩，世界将会变得更美好

父爱是什么? What is the fathers love?

要我说，父爱没有延长的柔水，没有体贴的温馨的话语，不是随时可以带在身边的一丝祝福，也不是日日夜夜陪你度过的温度。其实这是我父亲的一个写照。没有别的父亲那样华丽的语言，懂得哄自己孩子。对于我来说他有时像是一座冰山，使你连靠近都害怕。有时说真的，我对他想像其他孩子对自己父亲那样说几句话我都不敢。但我知道他是爱我的。

要我说，父爱如风，无论风强风弱，总是尽量吹散儿女的汗水和烦恼;父爱如山，无论山高山矮，他总是把自己的儿女托上山顶，让他们站得更高，看的更远。其实这是我父亲的另一个写照。从小到大虽然说他对我很严但有的时候，当我遇到困难时他总会不顾一切的去做。只是为了我好。我知道这是他对我的爱。

要我说，父爱是一杯浓茶，当你疲惫时，只消几口便神清气爽;父爱是一曲高山流水，当你浮躁时，使你如梦方醒;父爱是一根拐杖，为你找好重心，建立起希望的原野。其实这是现在父亲的写照。进入初中后，学习压力很大，我也有过几次想要放弃。

妈妈每回都是在我身边劝我，爸爸只是站在门边看着。等妈妈走后，爸爸会问我，真的想好了吗?这样的后果你想好了吗?然后会与我说一些东西，像当今社会如何立足?放弃后我的生活。有时爸爸着急了，就说：“没事，你要是真的念不下去的话，爸养你。反正也养你这些年了，多几年算得了什么?”每次这话都会让我的心如刀割，我对不起父母，唯一能做的也就只有好好学习了。我知道这就是他对我的爱。

父爱像一盏灯，照亮我们前进的路;父爱像一把火，温暖我们的胸膛;父爱像一座山，为我们阻挡风雨地入侵;父亲给了我们生命，父亲的爱是无法用言语来表达的。可父亲还是有那么一天会老。就像那天，上楼时，我在父亲后面走。我清楚的看见父亲的右腿上楼时顿了一下，可我却只能假装看不见，不能让父亲看到我眼中的心痛。这样他也会不好受。

爸爸，谢谢您把我养这么大。现在女儿长大了，不会再让您为我操心了。您和妈妈好好休息，我会照顾好你们的。只要你们好我才能好。你们爱我，我也爱你们。

Dear Dad，

Today is father’s day， for so many years I’ve been seekig a way to express my heartfelt thanks for all you have done for me. Here comes it!

Thank you for always being there sharing my life when I need you most. Whenever I encounter difficulties， I never feel alone and vulnerable， because you will keep me on the right path. I’m blessed to have you.

Thank you for offering me education and teaching me how to be a man. You always inspire me not by words， but by what you have done! Your efforts in the work， your loyalty to your friends， your responsibility for the family and your persistence in the life have already set me good examples in my own life.

Thank you for always appreciating my work， no matter how tiny it is! You have made me realize that it’s capacity not scores that really counts.

Dad， I love you and I will love you forever!

Yours beloved，

Li Ming

“总是向你索取，却不曾说谢谢你，直到长大以后，才懂得你不容易……”这首歌曲唱出了我的心声。

记得有一天，临近放学时，天空突然下起了雨，爸爸骑着自行车来接我。学校在离家很远的地方，爸爸出门时还没有下雨，所以他没有带伞。爸爸在细雨中使劲蹬着自行车，我知道他是想让我早点回到家，不想让我淋到雨。

雨越来越大，像瓢泼似的，爸爸索性停下车，将自己的上衣脱了下来，披在了我的身上。他对我说：“如果还冷，就抱我抱紧些，再坚持一下，马上就到家了。”我把脸贴在他冰凉的后背上，忽然感到非常的温暖。不知是雨水还是泪水，我的眼睛模糊了。

如果我是一株小草，那爸爸就是春天的雨露；如果我是一棵树苗，那爸爸就是照耀我的阳光；如果我是一只鸟儿，那爸爸就是广阔的天空！我的成长离不开爸爸的关心和帮助，您让我明白了感恩的重要。

Father, how great words; The father love, how beautiful melody. Dear dad, when busy, can you find such a festival of fathers day?

Today, is my dads first holiday, I carefully prepared a card, then tape posted a petal in the upper left corner. It with the aromatic, with my feelings, as the wind blows gently, the beautiful kind hearts float into dad.

The father loves the warmth in June and Thanksgiving. When I was in elaborate greeting card, write the handwriting which asm, I hand in trembling, my heart in the jump, the sincere words from time to time pull at my heart!

In fact, fathers love is gentle, father use it rough hands stroked my head; Dad with his warm words of comfort me; When he humorous language make me laugh... At that time, I really realized the father loves the also gentle.

Dad is the pillar of the family, when his broad shoulders to assume the burden of the family; When I found a piece of white silk on his head; When I find the wrinkles on his face. My heart is with sour.

Generation of letters, mostly because their children mother selfless and moved, so for the selfless love left countless love. And for the whole family outside the hustle and bustle of the father? Nothing left.

Here, I want to sing loudly fathers love is great!

two years before his death, my father gave me a small suitcase filled with his writings, manuscripts1 and notebooks. assuming his usual joking, mocking2 air, he told me he wanted me to read them after he was gone, by which he meant after he died.

a week after he came to my office and left me his suitcase, my father came to pay me another visit; as always, he brought me a bar of chocolate (he had forgotten i was 48 years old). as always, we chatted and laughed about life, politics and family gossip3. a moment arrived when my father’s eyes went to the corner where he had left his suitcase and saw that i had moved it. we looked each other in the eye. there followed a pressing silence. i did not tell him that i had opened the suitcase and tried to read its contents, instead i looked away. but he understood. just as i understood that he had understood. just as he understood that i had understood that he had understood. but all this understanding only went so far as it can go in a few seconds. because my father was a happy, easygoing4 man who had faith in himself: he smiled at me the way he always did. and as he left the house, he repeated all the lovely and encouraging things that he always said to me, like a father.

as always, i watched him leave, envying5 his happiness, his carefree and unflappable6 temperament. but i remember that on that day there was also a flash of joy inside me that made me ashamed. it was prompted by the thought that maybe i wasn’t as comfortable in life as he was, maybe i had not led as happy or footloose7 a life as he had, but that i had devoted it to writing —you’ve understood... i was ashamed to be thinking such things at my father’s expense. of all people, my father, who had never been the source of my pain — who had left me free. all this should remind us that writing and literature are intimately linked to a lack at the centre of our lives, and to our feelings of happiness and guilt.

but my story has a symmetry8 that immediately reminded me of something else that day, and that brought me an even deeper sense of guilt. twenty-three years before my father left me his suitcase, and four years after i had decided, aged 22, to become a novelist, and, abandoning all else, shut myself up in a room, i finished my first novel, cevdet bey and sons;

with trembling hands i had given my father a typescript of the still unpublished novel, so that he could read it and tell me what he thought. this was not simply because i had confidence in his taste and his intellect: his opinion was very important to me, because he, unlike my mother, had not opposed my wish to become a writer. at that point, my father was not with us, but far away. i waited impatiently for his return. when he arrived two weeks later, i ran to open the door. my father said nothing, but he at once threw his arms around me in a way that told me he had liked it very much. for a while, we were plunged9 into the sort of awkward silence that so often accompanies moments of great emotion. then, when we had calmed down and begun to talk, my father resorted to highly charged and exaggerated language to express his confidence in me or my first novel: he told me that one day i would win the prize that i am here to receive with such great happiness.

he said this not because he was trying to convince me of his good opinion, or to set this prize as a goal; he said it like a turkish father, giving support to his son, encouraging him by saying, ‘one day you’ll become a pasha10!’ for years, whenever he saw me, he would encourage me with the same words.

my father died in december of xx.

today, as i stand before the swedish academy and the distinguished11 members who have awarded me this great prize — this great honour — and their distinguished guests, i dearly wish he could be amongst us.

在父亲去世的两年前，他给了我一个小小的手提箱，里面装满了他的作品、手稿和笔记本。他用平常那种搞笑调侃的口吻要我在他走后再看，这个“走”当然说的是他永远走了以后。

在父亲把箱子留到我办公室一个星期后，他又来看我了；和以往一样，他给我买了巧克力（他忘了我都48岁了）。亦如以往，我们笑谈生活、政治和家庭琐事。后来他的目光落到了他曾放箱子的那个角落，发现箱子被我移动过了。我们四目相对，陷入了令人压抑的沉默。我并没有告诉他我打开了箱子，去看里面的内容，而只是把视线移开了。然而他明白了一切。就像我明白他明白了一样。就像他明白我明白他明白了一样。但所有的明白就在几秒钟之内明白了。因为父亲是一个快乐、随和、心怀信念的人——他只是照例冲我笑了笑。当他离开时，没忘记把他作为父亲该说的那一席亲切的鼓励之词又重复了一遍。

我也同往日一样，注视着他的离开，无比羡慕他的快乐，他的无忧无虑和他处世不惊的脾气。然而，那天曾闪现在我心头，令我自愧无比的片刻的窃喜依旧记忆犹新。那是由我的这种感觉引起的——可能我没有过父亲那样舒适惬意的生活，也没有他那如此快乐、无拘无束的生活，但我献身于写作了——你明白……想到父亲为这一切所付出的代价，我惭愧极了。在所有的人中，父亲从来不曾给我带来痛苦——他完全让我自由发展。所有这些都应该让我们记住写作和文字都与我们生活中心所缺失的东西紧密相联，与我们的幸福感与负疚感息息相关。

我的故事同时也相应地提醒我那天还有让我更加内疚的一件事。在父亲留给我他的手提箱的二十三年前，在我从22岁开始决心成为一名小说家而放弃其它一切，把自己关在房间里写作之后的第四年，我完成了第一部小说《杰夫德贝伊与其子》。我用颤抖的手将未出版书的打印稿拿给父亲看，想听取一点他的读后感言。这并不仅仅是因为我对他的品位和智慧深信不已，他的看法对我如此重要，也是因为他不像母亲那样，反对我成为一名作家。在这一点上，父亲比我们看得更远。我迫不及待的等着他的回答。两个星期之后他来了，我跑过去开门。父亲没有说任何话，只是张开手臂给了我一个拥抱，用这种方式告诉我他非常非常喜欢这部作品。一时之间，我们陷入了那种令人尴尬的沉默中，那种时常伴随着重大情绪或起或落的沉默。后来，等我们平静下来开始说话，他用了一种情感激荡而夸张的语言对我和我的小说表达了他强烈的信心：他告诉我，终将会有一天，我会像在此时此地一样，带着如此巨大的喜悦接受奖项。

他说这话并不是为了试图要我相信他对我的好评，或是把这个奖项作为我的目标；他说这翻话就像一位土耳其父亲那样给予儿子支持，并鼓励我说：“总有一天，你会成为帕夏的！”许多年来，无论何时，他看到我都以同样的话语鼓励我。

xx年12月，父亲永远的走了。

今天，我站在瑞士文学院，站在给予我这无尚光荣奖项的各位尊敬的院士面前，我衷心地希望此刻我的父亲就在我们中间。

词汇表：

1. manuscript n. 手稿

2. mocking a. 取笑的，嘲弄的

3. gossip n. 闲言碎语

4. easygoing a. 易相处的，随和的

5. envy v. 羡慕，嫉妒

6. unflappable a. 临危不乱的，镇定的

7. footloose a. 自由自在的，无拘无束的

8. symmetry n. 对称，匀称

9. plunge v. 使事物突然陷入

10. pasha a. 帕夏（旧时奥斯曼帝国和北非高级文武官的称号）高级文武官

11. distinguished a. 著名的，高贵的

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亲爱的老爸：这几天工作还顺利吗？天气越来越热了，您也别贪凉，晚上开空调睡觉记得盖好被子。这些话您一定很熟悉吧，因为这些都是您平时在电话里叮嘱我的，尽管您几乎每个周末都会回家，但你一天至少要打两个电话给我，说的内容无非就是...

今天是父亲节了，晚上一定要打个电话回家问候一下老爸。不知道他现在还好吗？退休后的生活是否还习惯，离开了三十年的工作岗位肯定也会舍不得的，如同即将要离开华工的我们，一种别样的情思在心头。

初中学英语family这个单词时老师跟我说：爸father和and妈mother我i爱love你you爸妈我爱你=家庭爸爸是排第一位的把一个单词拆开来讲，解释的有板有眼，家--包含了我爸爸妈妈．家是休息的港湾。而爸爸是我的导航。

父亲是一座高山，需要我们一生去攀登。父亲是一本厚厚的大书，要我们一生去阅读，父亲那是深沉的爱，需要我们用一生去感受。

其实，我心中有一个人，他才华横溢，笑容甜美，让人安逸。有一天上午，我起床去吃饭时，发现桌子上全是我爱吃的东西，我问爸爸为什么知道我爱吃的东西，他只是用笑默默的回答了我。在暑假的时候我爱玩手机，爸爸经常阻止我，而我只是默默的嗯了一声。他说“我只懂被爱”。可他又说“可你只要知道我爱你就够了”。我一直想说我也同样爱你，可我却没有勇气。

回忆过去仿佛就是昨天，就这样12年过去了，我一天天在长大，而父亲却一天天衰老，这12年来他从来都是用他那慈祥的声音来告诉我的错误，却从来不打我，就算我划了车，骑自行车撞了人，父亲也从不骂我打我，只是深深的叹一口气，可这一口气我的心就像被万刀割了一样的痛，而这种叹气比打骂都严重。

爸爸，谢谢您在这些年里对我的爱，而这种爱不是别人说的管，而是鼓励的爱。

6月的第三个星期日，一个普通的日子，却因为美国人，赋予了这个日子一个特别的称谓―――父亲节，因此，它不平凡。

对于父亲，内心一直有很多的感慨，都深深埋藏在心底。父亲给我的感觉，是无言、深沉；也许，还有着男人的粗犷、淡泊，男人的骄傲、豪爽；有着一个男人对家庭的承诺，一个父亲对儿女的责任……

儿时，父亲的怀抱是可以撒娇的地方，父亲的怀抱是最温暖的地方，父亲的语言是最具威慑力的；儿时，父亲是我仰望的阶石，是我嬉闹的乐园；父亲，为了我们这个家，勤劳着，努力着，奋斗着，有多少苦，父亲可以忍受；有多少累，父亲可以承受；为了家，为了儿女，或许父亲有过委屈，有过无奈，但是父亲，依然承担着男人，必须承担的一切。每每看到父亲因为子女，而奔波忙碌，因工作，而愁眉不展，身为子女，又怎能不为之心碎？

前几天，父亲因为工作，回家了一趟。一年四季，寒来暑往，父亲总是终日奔波、劳累。看着父亲，两鬓的银丝，又增添几许，聊着家常，父亲爽朗的笑声，已经掩盖不了额上的皱纹。我的心中，涌过一阵酸楚。记不清有多少次了，劝父亲：“爸，该歇歇了，不要总是为工作，把自己身体不当回事。”可是每一次，父亲都是笑笑说：“工作习惯了，在家里呆着，反而闲不住，还不如出去干，就当是锻炼身体了。”其实，我知道，父亲只是想让我们几个孩子，生活的更好。父亲，就像是一颗大树，时刻呵护着我们，让我们一直乘凉在父爱的绿荫下。

有人说父爱如山。与母爱的温柔细腻相比，父爱的确显得有些生硬而严厉。也许，只有多年以后，当我们如同当年的父亲般经历许多风风雨雨，为家庭、为事业彷徨、痛苦、奋斗、拼搏之后，我们才会真正读懂父亲。

打开收音机，一首《父亲》，正在唱着“时光时光慢些吧，不要再让你变老了，我愿用我一切换你岁月长留，一生要强的爸爸，我能为你做些什么，微不足道的关心，收下吧……谢谢你做的一切，双手撑起我们的家，总是竭尽所有把最好的给我，我是你的骄傲吗，还在为我而担心吗，你牵挂的孩子啊，长大啦……

I am like a rickety boats and ship in the ocean of knowledge in, almost cant find any knowledge of the pearl. And the teacher like an experienced mentor, guide me into light waters.

How many night, whether it is a sunny sky, or the north liUxue86.com wind shout, your room is always reveal a narrow beam of light. You for our quarrel, you happy, for us a little bit of progress every move you do, you say every word, is for us and our future.

The teacher taught us not only knowledge, but also the true meaning of life: people without health, let alone learning, more not as something different. So, we must not to pursue a minor, and delayed the most important, of course, important good, minor or want to pursue.

Who is vomiting for us through the blood, wire is who died for us to try? He had a cordial and loud title - a teacher!

我就像一艘摇摇摆摆的小船，在知识的海洋里乱荡着，几乎找不到任何知识的珍珠。而老师就像一位经验丰富的导师，指引我向光明的海域划去。

多少个夜晚，无论是星空晴朗，还是北风呼呼，您的房间总是透露出一束微弱的光。您为我们的争吵而烦恼，您为我们一点点进步而高兴，您做的一举一动，您说的一字一句，都是为了我们与我们的未来。

老师教我们的不仅仅是知识，更是人生的真谛：人如果没有了健康，就谈不上学习，更加谈不上有一番作为。所以，我们不可去追求一个次要的，而耽误了最重要，当然，重要的不错了，次要的还是要去追求。

是谁为我们呕心历血，是谁为我们春蚕到死丝方尽?他有一个亲切而又响亮的称号——老师!

Mother, it is we are thankful people was born. Who is how many years, every day in the laundry to cook for us, who are both in sorching summer, or in the snow after send us to school, and hurried off to work, who is lets us grow from day to day in her arms, and she is getting old, who has raised us, but I do not wish for any return. Is mother! Life, some people are looking for a mothers love, but dont ignore the ubiquity of maternal love!

Remember the night I was only five years old, it was raining, I have a fever, my father on a business trip is not at home, mother picked up I will go to the hospital, my mother in the hospital a night didnt sleep a wink, eyes staring at the bottle of intravenous drip, until my fever is gone, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. Then my mother again give me water, and to buy me a delicious. Looked at his mother busy figure, I secretly in my heart swear: must study hard repay mother.

Another time, just learning English month, I had to 81 points, the bottom of the class. In the face of such scores, I would be ready to get training, returned home after mother knew, not only not scold me, comfort me, dont lose heart, and now the English course at the beginning, as long as you listen more from now on, read more, write more, practice more. Performance will improve soon. Mother said. This time is I overlooked your English study, later I accompany you a piece of learning. This situation really than scold me, hit me also makes me uncomfortable. From then on, no matter how busy mom, always "nutrition" for me, everything comes to him who waits, the mid-term exam, I achieved good scores of 95 points.

Mother, you have to use solid arms hold up a piece of blue sky for me, when I am frustrated fall, is the care you with infinite comfort me, encouraged me, so I can stand up again. Today, I will use my growing plump wings for you -- -- my mother from the rain.

母亲，是我们一出生都值得感恩的人。多少个岁月，是谁每天起早贪黑的为我们洗衣做饭，是谁无论在炎炎夏日，还是在冰天雪地送我们上学之后，又匆匆赶去上班，是谁让我们在她的臂弯一天天成长，而她却一天天变老，是谁养育了我们，却不求任何的回报。是母亲!生活中，有些人在寻找着母爱，却不忽略了无处不在的母爱!

记得5岁那年的一天晚上，天下着雨，我发烧了，父亲出差不在家，母亲抱起我就去医院，在医院里妈妈一宿没合眼，两眼一直盯着瓶子里的点滴，直到我的发烧退了，妈妈才长舒了一口气。接着妈妈又是给我喂水，又是给我买好吃的。看着妈妈忙碌的身影，我暗暗在心里发誓：一定要努力学习报答妈妈。

还有一次，刚学英语月考时，我只得了81分，全班倒数几名。面对这样的分数，我做好了挨训的准备，回到家妈妈知道后，不但没有训我，反而安慰我，不要灰心，现在英语这门课刚开始，只要你从现在开始多听，多读，多写，多练习。成绩会提高很快。妈妈还说。这段时间是我忽略了你的英语学习，以后我陪你一块学。这情景真比骂我，打我还令我难受。从那以后，妈妈不管多忙，总是为我“补充营养”，功夫不负有心人，期中考试时，我取得了95分的好成绩。

母亲，您曾用坚实的臂弯为我撑起一片蓝天，当我受到挫折跌倒时，是您用无限的关怀安慰我，鼓励我，使我能重新站起来。而今，我也要用我日益丰满的羽翼为您————我的妈妈遮风挡雨。