我的父亲，今年74岁，退休前是地质工程师，他爱好广泛，喜欢看书，是狂热的音响发烧友，爱太极拳，爱书画…自己有一点点画画上的天赋大概也是有些遗传吧。
虽然有些固执，有些唠叨，总想把控子女，但不太完美的他还一直都是我的前进路上的军师和榜样，对隔代也更是疼爱有加。
看着他日渐苍老的背影，时常难过，陪伴是最好的救赎，祝福老爸健康幸福一直活到108岁。
在女儿英语课，老师请了一位作家做诗的写作讲座，也和孩子们现场互动，她现场写了一首有关姥爷故事的诗，之后我翻译整理，第一次尝试加上自己的涂鸦，希望能更好得表达诗的情感，纪录下女儿的诗作，不会因为时光流逝而遗忘。
下面是这首诗全文：
An unstoppable dream
Innocent, pure, unknown to the world of the unexpected，
An ordinary Chinese girl was held tight by the hands of her grandfather, her 姥爷.
Hands that once felt love, the bitter sweet of life, and death.
Hands that flipped through dated books.
Hands that never stopped scribbling the stories of his ancestors.
Hands that begged his parents to buy a historical English novel.
Hands that once was hit hard by his Those hands in the end didn’t allow him to achieve his goal.
Those hands never stopped him from chasing his dream.
Today, those hands are still hitting the computer keyboards searching for an unstoppable dream.
An unstoppable dream
不停的追梦-姥爷的故事
Innocent, pure, unknown to the world of the unexpected，
An ordinary Chinese girl was held tight by the hands of her grandfather, her 姥爷。
当我还是天真无知的小女孩时，我的姥爷紧紧牵着我的手。
Hands that once felt love, the bitter sweet of life, and death.
那双手让我感受到疼爱。
姥爷会经常讲他的故事，
让我了解他的一生坎坷，
那些不为人知艰难曲折
和生活的酸甜苦辣。
Hands that flipped through dated books.
他爱看书爱学习。
Hands that never stopped scribbling the stories of his ancestors.
他常常去寻找祖先的足迹。
Hands that begged his parents to buy a historical English novel.
他为得到一本历史书，
双膝跪地磕头
希望得到应许。
Hands that once was hit hard by his Those hands in the end didn’t allow him to achieve his goal.
他也经常被老师用戒尺惩罚。
Those hands never stopped him from chasing his dream.
但他从没有停止追逐自己的梦想。
Today, those hands are still hitting the computer keyboards searching for an unstoppable dream.
他一直想成为一名历史学家，
到今天那双手还在敲打键盘，
从没有放弃他的梦想。
这几天正是清明节假期，也把此诗献在天堂的爷爷奶奶和祖先，没有你们就没有现在的我，感恩你们的努力，付出和坚强。
现在我是最普通平凡的人，没有什么功成名就，在千山万水寻寻觅觅中找到了画画，遇到贵人，沉迷其中不可自拔。
我不在乎40多岁，开始太晚，年龄太大，没有钱没有出路，自己不想做懒惰的人，不断努力是送给你们最好的回馈，也送给现在的自己。
