每逢節假日父母總會雙親出遊接我回家

My parents always take me home on holidays

從高中到大學從住在公司裡到搬出來和朋友一起過每一個節日，都能看見那輛棕色小車穩穩地停在路邊準時又溫暖

From high school to college， from living in the company to moving out to spend every festival with friends， you can see the brown car parked steadily on the roadside， punctual and warm

一次爸爸的朋友問他為什麼總來接我他那麼愛打麻將的人犧牲半天娛樂跨越數百公里只為接我回家笑說他是女兒奴

Once my father‘s friend asked him why he always came to pick me up。 He loved playing mahjong so much。 He sacrificed half a day for entertainment and crossed hundreds of kilometers just to pick me home。 He smiled and said that he was a daughter slave

我爸爸不怒反笑只道是節假日擁擠在路上看日落黃昏豈不妙哉

My father didn’t get angry but smiled。 He just said that it‘s not good to watch the sunset on the road on holidays

這習慣已經多年沒有變過

This habit has not changed for many years

每回回來的總是那些再三叮囑再說幾遍我估計可以倒背如流

Every time I come back， I always tell them again and again。 I guess I can recite them back

但他們大概不知道，我總能看見父母在黃昏時抱著十指的手

But they probably don’t know。 I can always see my parents holding ten finger hands at dusk

回校的路上有送我絮叨的話語看見她們含在眼角的淚花

On the way back to school， I sent my nagging words and saw their tears in the corners of their eyes

我向來不離家最遠只幾百公里我想不是我戀家 是家戀我是格子間裡的人戀我

I‘ve never been away from home。 It’s only a few hundred kilometers away。 I think it‘s not that I love home， but that I love home。 It’s that people in the grid love me

小小的匯合 變成力量 不管離家幾公里 也給我前進的動力

The small confluence turns into strength。 No matter how many kilometers away from home， it also gives me the driving force to move forward