“大手牵小手，我们一起走”。你用温暖宽厚的大手牵着我柔嫩细腻的小手走过了十几年的春秋冬夏。岁月悠悠，时光荏苒，虽再度牵手依旧是那两双手，但早已不是儿时的感觉……
“ Hand in hand, let's walk together;. You held my tender and delicate little hand with warm and generous hands, walking through more than ten years of spring, autumn, winter, and summer. Time flies, time flies. Although holding hands again is still the same, it is no longer the feeling of childhood; …
“抚摸”
“ Touch and caress;
从我呱呱落地的那一刻起，你便用那宽厚的手掌抱住我，小心翼翼地抚摸我。慢慢长大，学会走路了，你便寸步不离地陪伴我。一不小心受伤了，你便用温暖的大手抚摸我的伤口，手掌的温暖都在告诉我，你的心疼。小时候，你无数次的抚摸，保护着最弱小的我。
From the moment I was born, you held onto me with your broad palm and gently caressed me. As I grew up and learned to walk, you accompanied me step by step. When I accidentally got hurt, you used your warm hands to caress my wound, and the warmth of your palms told me that you felt sorry for me. When I was a child, you touched me countless times, protecting the weakest part of me.
“牵手”
“ Hand in Hand;
时间一年年地过去了，我也到了上小学的年纪。你牵着我的手，一步一步地走进了校园。你用大手紧握着我的小手，告诉我在学校要听话；你牵着我的小手，教会了我过马路；你用大手教会了我写作业；你牵着我的小手接我上、放学；你用大手在我每一张卷纸上签字……小学六年的生活，你牵着我的手，我在你的庇护下走完了。那段美好我至今怀念……
Time has passed year by year, and I have also reached the age of starting elementary school. You held my hand and walked step by step into the campus. You held my little hand tightly with your big hand and told me to be obedient at school; You held my little hand and taught me how to cross the road; You taught me how to do homework with your big hands; You hold my little hand and pick me up from school; You sign on every roll of my paper with your big hand… … During my six years of elementary school, you held my hand and I walked away under your protection. I still miss that beautiful time; …
“放手”
“ Let go;
想要训练出雄鹰，就必须放手，让小鹰们自己去与大自然对抗；想要子女成才，就必须放手，让子女们自己在成长中抉择。那年刚过完春节，你狠心地放开了我的手，将我送进了寄宿中学，让我自己拼搏，过一回没有父母陪伴的生活。自从那一次的放手，我花了一年左右的时间才适应。每每想起去牵你的手，却被学校的大门阻隔了，找也找不见了……
To train eagles, one must let go and let the little eagles fight against nature on their own; If you want your children to succeed, you must let go and let them make their own choices in their growth. That year, just after the Spring Festival, you cruelly let go of my hand and sent me to a boarding high school, allowing me to work hard and live a life without my parents. Since that moment of letting go, it took me about a year to adapt. Every time I think of holding your hand, I am blocked by the school gate and can't find it; …
“再度牵手”
“ Hand in Hand Again;
放假给了我们再度牵手的机会。当我重新握住你的手，细细体会后才发现，这双大手变得这么粗糙，有那么多掉不了的伤疤，我哭了。我意识到：你为我做得太多，而受的苦从来不和我说。那一刻，我多想用这双小手紧紧握住那双伤痕累累的大手，再也不松开……
The holiday gave us another chance to hold hands. When I held your hand again and savored it carefully, I realized that these big hands had become so rough, with so many scars that couldn't fall off. I cried. I realized that you have done too much for me and never told me about the hardships you have endured. At that moment, I wished I could tightly grip those scarred hands with these little hands and never let go again; …
再度牵手，我长大了，而你却老了。多想找回儿时我们牵手的感觉，可惜再也找不回来了。曾经，你用大手牵我小手，陪我慢慢长大，今后，我用小手牵你大手陪你慢慢变老。爸爸，我爱您。
Holding hands again, I have grown up, but you have grown old. I long to rediscover the feeling of holding hands in our childhood, but unfortunately I can never find it again. Once, you held my hand with your big hand, accompanying me to grow up slowly. From now on, I will hold your hand with my small hand and accompany you to grow old slowly. Dad, I love you.