He never forgets to celebrate a festival for you, never recalling however also is his festival then.
他从未忘记为你过节，却从未记起那也是他的节日。
At the beginning of the first month of the lunar year 3, the footstep of New Year has not gone far, there still is carefree smile on the face of people.
正月初三，新年的脚步还未走远，人们的脸上还洋溢着悠闲的笑容。
In the morning, I am slept lightly by the noise of collision. Open Xing Song blink, discovery has a piece of paper on ark of the head of a bed, seeming is tear down from cigarette case those who come, still stay have 9 black imprint, writing above: “ pa went out, you begin to keep holiday operation in the home. ”
早晨，我被一声碰撞的声响惊醒。睁开惺忪的眨眼，发现床头柜上有一张纸，好像是从烟盒上撕下来的，还留有一两个黑印，上面写着：“爸出去了，你在家开始写假期作业。”
I walk out of a bedroom, be on the balcony, saw father.
我走出卧室，走上阳台，看见了父亲。
He leaves me a back. He is covering a thick coat, pushing him not to know the bike that rode a few years, one base is small, one foot important place is going ahead. He carries straight head, look at distance, the view that I think him is proper very sturdy, there also is vicissitudes of life certainly in his look, still perhaps have joyance, because his hardship will be changed eventually,come wife happy. Two side are hanging his bicycle backlash the tool that he manages, say to be ashamed, I do not know what father becomes, I also do not know he goes everyday to He Fang, sometimes a few days do not come back, I never had paid close attention to it seems that, I more do not know him one horn coin of one horn ground is what kind of collect enough my tuition.
他留给我一个背影。他捂着件厚实的大衣，推着他不知道骑了几十年的自行车，一脚轻，一脚重地向前走着。他抬直头，看着远方，我想他的目光一定很坚定，他的目光里也一定包含着沧桑，也许还有喜悦，因为他的辛苦终将换来妻儿的快乐。他的自行车后座两侧挂着他经营的工具，说来惭愧，我不知道父亲是做什么的，我也不知道他每天去向何方，有时几天不回来，我似乎都不曾关注过，我更不知道他一角一角地硬币是怎样的凑够了我的学费。
Arrived towards evening, go up at the beginning of colorfully decorated lantern. Father came back, he forgot to there still is a coat on the body almost, strung apron will to the side of cistern wash one's hands. Your look he, he opens faucet first, exert all his strength next ground rub, wait for major position to wash after, he looks at window edge cautiously wash one's hands fluid, squeezed the size like black soya bean to be in control, the back of hand, keep between finger rub, till whole both hands it is foam when, bibcock of ability boiled water is strong, used a few minutes of time about, if be changed,be me, 3 seconds are done decided. I am given silently on towel, father has been received, there is softhearted smile on the face.
到了傍晚，华灯初上。父亲回来了，他几乎忘了身上还裹着一件大衣，系上围裙来到水池边洗手。你瞧他，他先打开水龙头，然后就使劲地搓，等大部分部位洗完了后，他小心翼翼地望了望窗边的洗手液，挤了黑豆般大小在手心，手背，手指间都不停地搓，直到整双手都是沫的时候，才开水龙头冲，大约用了几分钟时间，如果换作是我，三秒钟就搞定了。我默默地递上毛巾，父亲接过，脸上洋溢着温情的笑容。
When having a meal, he uses him a chop since the hand clip with double already then pursy skin, just should give me in the bowl, do not write a composition careful, chop was dropped on the desk, juice splashed the garment unlined upper garment of his that whiteness. He is laughing however, happy, the flower resembled on the face same.
吃饭的时候，他用他那双皮已经皱起的手夹起一块排骨，刚要递到我碗里，一不作文留神，排骨就掉到了桌上，汁都溅到了他那洁白的衣衫。他却笑着，乐着，脸上像开了花一样。
Dawn dims, wind taking trot to fiddling with to cover smeary paper on desk one piece.
晨光熹微，风儿带着小跑拨弄着书桌上一张布满油污的纸。
That is father's festival.
那就是父亲的节日。
He never forgets summary loves you, never recall however should love oneself.
他从未忘记要爱你，却从未记起要爱自己。
Lofty or bottomless of rays of morning or evening sunshine, accompanying the Yu Hui of setting sun, I stand in overlook of doorway look as far as one can, tortuous path, those who lead to is an anxious heart.
霞光万丈，伴着落日的余晖，我站在门口极目远眺，曲折的小路，通向的是一颗焦急的心。
A year mid-autumn. I stand in crossing, as if the figure that sees that is lofty, as if the voice that hears his that heavy, I as if can feel him that pair coarse bestrew chrysalis child hand, everything all, but I am done not have when he, only fallen leaves of a phoenix tree flies violently before, await dolefully.
一年中秋。我站在路口，仿佛看到那高大的身影，仿佛听见他那沉沉的声音，我仿佛可以触摸到他那双粗糙布满茧子的手，一切的一切，可是我没有等到他，眼前只有一片梧桐落叶纷飞，寂寞地等待。
Moon is like ground have diarrhoea like silver full one ground, “ month is divided to mid-autumn outside bright ” , “ tonight bright person all visits the month ” , foregone Qiu Sai falls my home. Father did not come back, leave I and noiseless trail only, I am impatient ground stamp one's foot is worn foot, went furiously. Ignore the short message that received him: Work of “ father building site is much, too busy, cannot come home, happy mid-autumn! ” hanged a phone hastily subsequently. My heart also suffer a disastrous decline, visitting the month with already bright and clear and bright sky, I shake shake one's head, sighed to go back.
月光像银子似地泻满一地，“月到中秋分外明”，“今夜月明人尽望”，已知秋思落我家。父亲没有回来，只留我和寂静的小道，我不耐烦地跺着脚，气冲冲地走了。忽的接到了他的短信：“爸爸工地活多，太忙了，不能回家了，中秋快乐！”随后匆忙挂了电话。我的心也一落千丈，望着天上已经皎洁明亮的月儿，我摇摇头，叹了口气就回去了。
This year mid-autumn is happy least of all.
今年的中秋是最不开心的。
But the festival that also is him then.
但那也是他的节日。
He never forgets summary gives you path voice restful, never recalling however also is his festival then, although so busy that cannot leave hand in, coarse sound backside also cannot conceal that to fill the heart that father loves. What is more,the rather that, that is father's festival.
他从未忘记要给你道声平安，却从未记起那也是他的节日，即使忙得不可开交，粗糙的声音背后也隐藏不了那颗充满父爱的心。何况，那是父亲的节日。
Gradually I am grown, left the home, lodging attend school. The time that I and father meet is less than before also. Listen to a classmate to speak of father's day for the first time, I bought a piece of greeting card, be versed in soil preparation writes down: Father's day joy! Because I know really: This also is father's festival.
渐渐地我长大了，离开了家，寄宿求学。我与父亲相见的时间也比原来少了。第一次听同学说起父亲节，我买了一张贺卡，工整地写下：父亲节快乐！因为我真地知道：这也是父亲的节日。(文/孙嵘)