23-2-2011. Dad,I love you..

爸，我很想念你，想念你的笑声，想念你的脸庞，想念你体贴照顾我们一家，甚至想念你骂握的时候...因为你越骂我，就让我感觉你很在乎我这个女儿。虽然你生气的时候犹如恐龙般那么恐怖惊人，但是我还是爱你，喜欢你。你是我唯一的父亲，也是伟大的父亲。如果不是因为你，我也许不会在这个地球上成长了。
虽然你嘴巴一直讲我们，但是你在行为上，让我体会到你非常地爱我们的。记得有一次，我比赛打球弄伤了右手拇指的骨头，有稍微的脱臼，你就带我去看中医。在那一段时间，我看到现在的你像以前我小时候的你那样地照顾，保护我。就是在那一小段时间，我看到了父爱...也许我们四个兄弟姐妹已渐渐长大，所以你就不像以前那么细心呵护我们了，再加上你那么辛苦地工作养我们一家，更没有机会表达对我们的爱。
每当过节时，我总是会想到你和我们在一起开开心心地吃团圆饭，那段回忆也很温馨...但是当你跟我们说你要到国外去工作时，我感到很惊讶，而且最让我受不了的是，你一年只回来一次，就是在农历新年期间。渐渐地，当你出外工作时，我们也渐渐习惯你没有和我们在一起的日子。只是家里少了笑声，吵闹声...那时候的我感到很后悔，当初为什么不好好珍惜我们在一起相处的日子，整天吵闹，跟爸妈斗气，要不就是和兄弟妹斗嘴吵架。
在你第一次到国外时，我因为睡过头没送你，来不及跟你说＂我爱你＂。在这三个字是我从小都没送跟父母说的话，因为感觉怪怪又肉麻，而且又是在同一个屋檐下生活了十多年的人。我怎么敢说出来呢?但终于让我在你第二次到国外时，说出来了...我终于鼓起勇气说出来了...
爸，当你回来时，我会好好珍惜我们在一起的日子的...爸，我爱你..神与你同在...



Dad, I miss you, miss your laughter, miss your face, miss you and considerate care for our family, and even miss the grip when you call ... because the more you curse me, let me feel you care about me daughter. While you are angry like a dinosaur-like terror so amazing, but I still love you, love you. You are my only father, also a great father. If not for you, I might not grown on this planet. Although we have been speaking of your mouth, but you act, let me feel your love very much to us. I remember one time, play my game right thumb hurt the bones, there is a slight dislocation, you took me to see Chinese medicine. During that time, I see you now as before, so I take care of your child, protect me. It was in that short time, I saw a father of four brothers and sisters ... maybe we have gradually grown up, so you will not so attentive care of us, plus you work so hard to raise our family, and no opportunity to express our love. Whenever the holidays, I always think of you and us happily reunion dinner, very warm memories of that period ... but when you told us you want to go abroad to work, I was very surprised, And I can not stand the most is that you come back only once a year, that is, the Lunar New Year. Gradually, when you go out to work, we also get used to you not with us together. Only a small house with laughter, noise ... then I am very sorry, why would not cherish the days we get along together, all noisy, with parents grudge, or is, and brothers and sister bicker quarrel. The first time you go abroad, I did not get because you overslept, too late to tell you "I love you." I grew up in three words are never sent to his parents say, because it feels strange and disgusting, and also lived under the same roof for more than a decade people. How do I say out? But finally let me in your second visit to a foreign country, say it ... I finally had the courage to say it ... Dad, when you come back, I will treasure our days together ... Dad, I love you .. God be with you ...