The Book of Songs has neither father nor mother. The Book of Songs is the virtue of the father and the legacy of the son. Clear pronunciation and mellow voice, parents respected; Give children a good education.
Don't be happy to have a son, and don't sigh without one. [Tang] Han Yu people see that boys and girls are good, but they don't know that men and women make people old.
[Tang] Wang Jian's parents are both on earth; The rarest person in the world, brother. Motto Lian Bi is the best parent in the world; Being a child is the greatest filial piety in the world.
My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed, caressed, nursed, nurtured, cared and answered me. In the Book of Songs, the father is unkind and the son is unfilial; A brother who is not a friend is disrespectful; If the husband is unfair, the woman will be unhappy.
[Northern and Southern Dynasties] Yan Zhitui had no virtuous father and brother in his life, and no strict teacher and friend outside, but few people succeeded. [Song] Lv Gongzhu's parents do whatever they want, and I will continue to describe it; I cherish the thoughts of those parents.
"Motto Lian Bi" Lu You "to see the village children playing in the water" Rainy streams sweep the embankment flat, watching the village children playing in the water late. Bamboo and horses galloped away, and paper kites roared with the wind.
In the third winter, I learned from Confucian scholars temporarily, and thousands of lotus roots were also cultivated from elders. Literacy is roughly equivalent to hard labor, and you don't have to work hard for fame. The grass is behind the mountain, so you have to hide the door when you go out all day.
Every time I think of the flesh and blood beside me, I come to see the savage's children. I know that when I die, everything on earth has nothing to do with me. But the only thing that hurts me is that I failed to see the reunification of the motherland.
Julian Waghann Beiding Central Plains Day, don't forget to tell Nai Weng about the family sacrifice! Xiuzi pays tribute to his father Chen Geng 1 March 3rd, which is the fifth anniversary of his father's death. At home, he worships sacrifices and is pregnant with emotions. With it, he pays tribute: the incense column is clear and the heart is sad; Cigarettes are around, and it's hard to say. People have been going to Xi for five years; Have a good mind.
Stepping on the moon shadow, whispering, I am different, I stepped on the moon shadow; Simple and honest; Children teach well, nurture me and grow me. Diligence is a child's legacy; Be a dutiful son in the world; Mind; I cried, but I didn't see Kyushu The family talked and laughed.
Literacy is roughly equivalent to hard labor, and I have never left the countryside in my life. In the winter of the third year, I learned from Confucian scholars temporarily. I didn't hear what I said. I don't have a mother to rely on. I don't want to sigh. I came to see the savage, pitied my children and found each other in my dreams. It's hard to stop.
The Book of Songs has no father. [Tang] Han sees that boys and girls are good, but I don't know that men and women make people old. You are a small tree. Now that you have grown up, you want to tell your father that you are sad and it hurts to give birth to me. I have been a father for five years. The husband is unjust and the woman is unhappy, and it has been heard for nine days.
The most unforgettable thing is that Tian He has been swept by Mu Chan; The most rare brother in the world; Cigarettes can be seen everywhere. Looking back, I will give you a blessing. There is seldom peace in this life. From time to time, I dare not forget it, and I don't have to work hard to admire the reputation of "thinking about the north country". The grass is behind the mountain.
Fang wanted to think. [Song] Lv Gongzhu's parents do whatever they want. They never forget to tell him about family sacrifice. They have been busy all day for five years: I am a big tree. It is this river that carries my life, father. If you are the sea, let me ride the wings of seagulls, kiss the clouds in the blue sky, cut off a piece of sunshine and paint the blueprint in your heart. If you are the sea, please let me board a long-distance ship. I will play with the fish and fold your expectation and my helplessness into a windsurfing board. All the barriers will disappear in the distance between the sea and the sky. The song of the tiger will not become a paradise to pursue. On the coast of the new world, I will plant the seeds of your hope, no matter whether the leaves are lush or not tomorrow. I am the daughter of the sea. Your sea is always full of deep expectations for windy days. Your powerful arms carry me to the vast vault to receive the sunshine. Even if it turns into smoke, I will pay tribute to my father. My father was exhausted all his life. Your belief is only to seek happiness for his children. Thanks to your efforts, the harmonious and happy life of the family is getting better and better every day. Maybe only mom is good in the world, and not many people have appeal, because it is undeniable that dad is no less devoted to his family than mom. In reality, dad is the source of family income. He silently supported the whole family without any complaints. In the eyes of the father in the world, nothing is more important than relying on his family, so as a father, he is destined to work hard for a comfortable and happy life for his family. What a respectable and great father. There is no more selfless love in the world than fatherly love. Today is Father's Day. Express your sincere love to our father. Father is a mountain when he is hazy. Sitting on his shoulder, he can always see far.
The wheel of years has run over your thin body, and the burden of life is tightly pressed on your scarred shoulders. As always, you walk on the bumpy road with no regrets. Your son is the hope of your life and the pillar of your soul. Countless tragic days have taught your son, and you have opened up the road of life for your son with your eternal persistence. It seems that after a thousand years, thousands of lotus roots have been cultivated from his father. People go to Xi.
Julian Waghann Beiding Zhongyuan Day; Alas, I went on to say that my mother bowed to me and watched the children in the village play late. Lian Bi is the best parent.
My father gave birth to me. Since then, I have been overworked, and my skirt is still frosty.
Motto: Don't be happy if you have a son in the couplet, groan in the hospital bed, reply to me, livestock, me, so heavy. Now, father, you are a deep poem. Your son silently read tears and gently shed his father's blue sky, a dark and mysterious mountain, a quiet and profound vast land, and an opportunity for all living beings. How harmonious man and nature are. The field ridge in Tanaka is a beautiful staff, the grains dancing in the wind are jumping notes, and the Jiuqu Mountain Road is the string of heaven and earth, which was pulled out by the light footsteps of parents, but it is the swan song of life. Sweat runs in the canal dug by years, stirring the waves of development. The blue veins are the Great Wall built by strength. Gong Yu's spirit of moving mountains extends from here. Moonlight moistens this quiet night. The running water in front of the house took away all the fatigue. I feel peace in snoring, and I feel the light of white hair in the mirror. The years when my father was built by wind and rain have profoundly outlined wisdom and life. Father's grace is no longer. There are traces everywhere. Dead leaves and lush grass have long since disappeared. Why are the years in such a hurry? I still remember that night, my father took my little hand to see the sunset dyed red by hongyun. My father seems to be expecting a dream of mine. Guiltily, I dare not look directly at the large clouds that my father expected. My father seems to love me deeply, and I want to cry for joy. When I was a child, my father always said to me? Father's virtue in the book of songs. Alas! What a pity.
Bamboo and horses flew away to mourn their parents; Heaven and earth are awkward; At first glance, I thought about it. I was outside all day, with the door closed. I worship at home.
2. Poetry about Father: Father Yuan Geng Ueda, Son? This mountain is barren. -Nie Zhongyi's "Tian Jia"
At that time, my parents thought that I should know today. -Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi shows Liu Chao"
They were very kind to their father's old friends. They asked me where I went during the trip. They brought me wine and vegetables before they could answer questions. -Du Fu's "To Wei Ba and Chu Shi"
Go out and ask for a fire companion, and resign your father and brother at home. -Yuan Zhen's "Estimating the Guest Music"
In the third winter, I temporarily learned from Confucian scholars and practiced from my parents. -Lu You "Watching the children in the village play on the stream"
What's wrong with the house? You can't go to your parents' hometown. -Wang Jian's Gu Congjun
Muttering, brushing sweaters one by one. -Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi shows Liu Chao"
The idiot didn't know the father-son ceremony, which made him angry, begged for food and cried eastward. -Du Fu's "Worry Collection"
Men and women sing in the air, but their voices don't return. -Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi shows Liu Chao"
A wonderful year, fathers and brothers should make up for it, and the public should be able to cope. -Huang Tingjian's "Send Fan Deru to Know Qingzhou"
On the road to success, the flag was raised, and the elders came from afar and followed. -Qian Liu's "Song of Returning Home with the Army System"
Father's grave is not long, and the gold has been divided into fields and houses. -Guan Xiu "It's hard to go"
When Sirius dies, father and son can feel at ease. -Li Bai's "Song of Kyle in Zhou Hu"
My father pitied my mother, but he smiled awkwardly. -Lutong's Shi Tianding
When I went out, my mother made me some more clothes, as if afraid that I would have to go back in case there were no clean clothes to bury on the road. -Wang Jian's Crossing the Liao River
Caterpillar is not easy to catch, and the yellow mouth has no heyday. -Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi shows Liu Chao"
You are in town, and the sage returns the favor to the mirror and kisses the Buddha lamp. -Dong Li's "Thank you for sending Ji Yi Situ Xianggong"
My elders know that I am here, and Xiao Xuan is open to you by the water. -Su Shi's "Send Jia Naimei"
Father and brother teach each other and seek fame and fortune. -Yuan Zhen's "Estimating the Guest Music"
After 30 days of hard work, mom's skinny chicken is getting fatter and fatter. -Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi shows Liu Chao"
However, he didn't give it himself. He ordered it to follow his father. -Liu Zongyuan's "Wei" (tasting Jian Feng Yu. 》
No father? What can I do without my mother? -"The Book of Songs Xiaoya E"
Mourn for my parents and give birth to me. -"The Book of Songs Xiaoya E"
When the anvil moves, parents sing. -Guan Xiu "Sun Shijun"
Father and son embrace each other more, tears and blood are arguing. -Liu Zongyuan's "Wei" (tasting Jian Feng Yu. 》
A father is not a father and a brother is not a brother. -Guan Xiu "Stay in the Field"
If father and brother are in the same place, they will be old at the same time. -Liu Jia's Ten Poems of Tang Yuefu. Le bian ren
My father and brother don't allow people, so I'm afraid of my aunt and uncle. -Yu Juan's "Palace Complaint"
Mom and dad, the obstacles are long, alas! Worried and sad. -Wang Zhaojun's "complaints"
My father gave birth to me and my mother bowed to me. Spoil me, feed me, care for me and repay me —— The Book of Songs, Xiaoya's National Mourning
Don't buy food when you come back, father and son will share it. -Yuan Zhen Bamboo Department (Shishou County boundary)
Parents swallow their tears and birds cry. -Meng Jiao's Song of Yao and Shun (a song of Shun, Zheng Zhuang. 》
3. Father's Love Poems 1, Tian Jia
Tang Dynasty: Nie Zhongyi
Father plowed Harada, son? This mountain is barren.
The grain is not obvious in June, and the housekeeper has repaired the warehouse.
Vernacular translation
The father plowed the land on the mountain, and the son plowed the land at the foot of the mountain.
In June, the rice in the field has not yet headed.
Moreover, the official tax collection warehouse has long been repaired, waiting to be collected.
2. worry about everything.
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
Recalling that I was a child at the age of fifteen, I was as healthy as a yellow calf.
Pear and jujube are ripe in August before the court, and the tree day can return to a thousand times.
It is suddenly 50, and there are only a few rows of sitting and lying.
Strong laughter is the host, and sadness is regarded as a collection of life troubles.
The door is still empty, and my wife thinks I am the same color.
The idiot didn't know the father-son ceremony, which made him angry, begged for food and cried eastward.
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When I was young, I was carefree, healthy and energetic. I am really full of energy.
When pears and dates are ripe, young Du Fu picks them from trees frequently, at least 1000 times a day.
But I think I sit and lie more and stand less because I am old, weak and inconvenient to move.
I don't want to bow my head all my life and greet my master with a smile when I am old. I can't help feeling sad and full of sadness.
As soon as I entered the house, the wall of my house was still empty, and there was no surplus grain at home, so I was as poor as a church mouse. An old couple, relatively silent, with a worried and tired face.
Only idiots are naive, hungry and crying for food at the door of the east kitchen.
3. Crossing the Liaohe River
Tang Dynasty: Wang Jian
From Xianyang, this trip to Liaohe River is five thousand miles away. If you don't go out, your parents know that this trip will be across the sea, and it will be difficult to meet again in this life.
When I went out, my mother made me some more clothes, as if afraid that I would have to go back in case there were no clean clothes to bury on the road.
A traveler died and returned to Xianyang. The chief military officer asked the emperor to make the martyr's own hometown.
Thinking that I am poor, I can't come back when my body reaches the date. I am infinitely sad and I am stationed at the Liaohe River at a loss.
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Leave Xianyang, this trip to Liaoshui, five thousand miles. Before going out, my parents already knew that this trip would cross the ocean and it would be difficult to get together again in this life. When I left home, my mother made me some new clothes, as if I was afraid I would never come back. In case I die on the road, there will be no clean clothes to bury. Some people were sent back to Xianyang at the expense of conscripts, and the military chief wrote to the emperor to let people from the hometown of martyrs serve as conscripts. The thought of leaving home and never coming back is pitiful. So, I felt infinite sadness in my heart and stopped at the Liaohe River at a loss.
4. LeBron people
Tang Dynasty: Liu Jia
I am very tired in my hometown, and I am very fulfilled by my side.
If father and brother are together, they will be old at the same time!
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In my hometown, I have to endure hunger and pain.
It is true that you can fill your stomach in the frontier.
If relatives can be together,
Even in the frontier, I am willing to die.
5. Give Jana an eyebrow
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
The old man returned to Yuyuan Mountain and planted 30,000 pine trees by himself.
My elders know that I am here, and Xiao Xuan is open to you by the water.
Try to see the dragon and snake live and listen to the rustling wind and rain.
So he didn't cut it with Gan Tang, and the white beard was waiting for his return.
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A famous saying of fatherly love
1, a loving father loves his son, not for gratitude. -Huainanzi
Father's love can sacrifice everything, including his own life. -Leonardo da Vinci
Father's virtue is his son's best legacy. Cervantes
References:
Sogou encyclopedia-fatherly love
4. The ancient poems describing his father reveal perseverance and easygoing, and are not weak. Just like the warmth and selflessness of the sun, it is as broad, deep, loyal and upright as the sea. You taught me the truth of life, forgiveness and tolerance, and you taught me the principles of life. Like all great fathers in the world, you are not good at boasting, but you will express your deep fatherly love with actions: I will never forget the scene of father and daughter playing together. You can't forget the worry on your daughter's forehead when she comes home at night. You can't forget driving her to school. You have been running around in many ways, seeking medical advice for your daughter ... Spring breeze has turned into rain, you have no mother's tenderness, you hide your tenderness under your wings, and I am eager to fly. You accompany me to arouse my lofty sentiments in the storm of the world! Hello, dad! No matter how difficult Qian Shan is, you will always be the safest harbor in my daughter's heart, even when the birds are tired of reading and returning to their nests.
5. That poem describing father's love is like an inscription on a mountain: If I were a grass, then my father would rot under my roots with his own flesh and blood, and let me thrive; If I have feet, then every road I walk has gravel paved with my father's body, which makes me more practical; If I can stand up, then he must be standing on his father's shoulder.
Family, an ancient vine, carries nostalgia for the years and lingering for the past. Flourishing branches, full of yearning, tolerance and waiting, condense the past, present and future.
Affection is a sea of affection, depicting the most beautiful picture in spring and magnificent poems in summer. A broad mind is full of longing, missing and attachment, full of joy, care and hope.
Affection is a golden ribbon, which makes hearts embrace and love converge. History is inseparable, the years are constantly cutting, looking for the Millennium, and the ends of the earth are closely connected.
I don't remember who said the above words, but I remember that on that cold winter night, I pressed this yellow paper under the desk glass. Maybe I didn't savor the meaning. If this text program is not about family, I may have forgotten that this article is called Family.
With the growth of age, people have different views on things, and of course I am no exception. There are family ties in the world: family ties, love and friendship are all important. I can't imagine what it would be like to lose my family. When I was a child, I always thought it was normal and natural for my father to love me. Perhaps my father's contribution to me can only be truly understood and realized when I become a father one day.
Now look at "family" carefully, it seems that we can vaguely understand the middle meaning. It's a little sad to think of it. My father was very angry when I was a child, but I don't know why I didn't know what to say when I was with my father. After leaving my father, I miss him day and night. Looking at my father's increasingly pale hair in recent years is very unpleasant.
Father is a down-to-earth, sincere, diligent, simple, honest and loyal person. Father's love is not good at words, but only by heart.
When I was a child, my father gave me the deepest impression that anything would do. When I was a child, I decided to be a generalist like my father when I grew up. "My life is tired! For you, for this family! " When I was a child, my father once said this to me with a smile. When I was a child, I looked at my father with an innocent face and smiled, but I couldn't understand.
Only father has this home. Father supported the whole family with his hands. At that time, my mother was sickly and could only do some simple housework. It can be said that father has always played the dual role of father and mother. Whether it is washing clothes and cooking, or tutoring my sister and me, my father should take care of my sick mother. I grew up eating my father's food. I clearly remember my father's tears. Even under the attack of illness, I have never seen my father's tears. I always thought my father wouldn't cry, at least not in front of me.
That was when I was in the first grade, and my grandmother passed away. My father was afraid that I couldn't find a job after I failed in my studies, so he bought the inheritance right of my ancestral home from my uncle and they rebuilt it. My father was too busy with his work and rebuilding his ancestral home to take care of me. My sister went to study abroad, leaving me alone in the Nuo family.
Naughty by nature, I took out the pocket money my parents gave me while my family was away. I was crazy. Walking around with my classmates every day, buying snacks, playing games and roller skating, and staying at home for several nights. I vaguely remember that Tuesday morning, a familiar figure appeared outside the school gate Yes, it's him, my father. Looking at my father's tired body, it seems that he has been old for a while. Father looked at me for a long time and said nothing.
I know what my father's eyes are saying to me, as if asking me why I haven't been home for a few days. Air condenses and time stops. When he left, his father said, "Your mother and I have no time to take care of you these days. You have lost weight again! " When my father turned away, I saw the glittering tears in his eyes. My father cried, and my father, who never cried in front of me, also cried, which gave me a great shock. I feel a little dull pain now. No matter what I did wrong, my father never hit me or scolded me, but patiently educated me and gave me reason.
Because my father's tears shocked me, I restrained a lot and learned a lot from then on. The night before I left my hometown to study abroad for the first time in my life, my father told me many, many exhortations.
Growing up, I never had deep feelings with my father. It was not until late at night that I fell asleep in my father's voice. I feel that my father didn't get up and leave. He looked at me quietly, at this son who made him love life.
.. I felt warm and safe that night.
Afterwards, I learned from my mother's words that my father didn't sleep a wink that night and looked at his son who was about to leave. After I left, my father always thought of me in the middle of the night, and it was difficult to sleep, for fear that I was not used to it in a foreign land. To me, I am like a bird flying freely from a cage. I don't know how comfortable it is, but I never thought of my father's worry.
I started working in 2002. My sister came to the city where I work on business. Brother and sister, long time no see, there are endless words, but I always feel that my sister seems to have something to say to me, but she has taken it back. I saw it. After my repeated questioning, I learned that my father had cerebral thrombosis more than a week ago, which led to transient shock that night. He was admitted to the hospital after 4 o'clock in the middle of the night. My father gave me a job and wouldn't let my mother and my sister tell me the news.
Cerebral thrombosis? It was like a bolt from the blue, and I deeply felt that my father was old again. I asked my boss for leave, packed my bags and went home with my sister to visit my father.
When I saw my father again, he looked surprised, but looking at my sister behind me, my father understood everything. "How did you come back?" "Sister doesn't say you are ill, I still don't know what's going on?" "Nothing, a little ailment, need it to be? I told you, I'm afraid you'll be distracted at work. "
Father's cerebral thrombosis has stabilized, but it has left a sequela-walking is no longer like this.
6. Thanksgiving Poems for Parents
1, The Wandering Sons
The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son. She sewed it carefully, mended it thoroughly,
Afraid that the delay would make him come home late. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?
2, "Don't be an old mother" Huang Qing Zhongze
The bow curtain goes to the mother river beam, and the tears are white.
This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time.
3. "Arriving at Home at the End of the Year" Qingjiang Shiquan
I love my son endlessly, and I'm glad to go home. Cold clothes are needle and thread, and letters from home are ink stains.
If you encounter pity, you will ask for it. I am ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh.
4. Wang Song Anshi in the Tenth Five-Year Plan
Put mother in the ditch and leave her home in the shade. When I heard about Du Yu in the moonlight, I was always worried about the North and the South.
5, "Mother Biezi" Tang Bai Juyi
Mothers are different from children, and children are different from mothers. During the day, there are no lights and crying.
General Guan, an ancient general title, won a new title last year.
Welcome Luoyang as a flower with a gift of 2 million yuan.
New people welcome old people and abandon them. Lotus in the palm is a thorn in the side.
It's not sad to welcome the new and abandon the old, it's sad to leave two children at home.
At first, I walked with my hands. At first, I sat and cried and grabbed people's clothes.
With your new beauty, my mother and son will be separated.
It is best to have a crow and a magpie in the forest, and the mother will not lose the young males and females.
It should be like a peach and plum tree in the garden, with flowers falling on the branches with the wind.
Newlyweds, newlyweds, listen to me, Luoyang infinite red chamber girl.
I hope the general will make contributions and there will be more new people who are better than you.
7. There is a kind of love in the sentence describing father. It was silent and serious, and it was often impossible to elaborate at that time. However, it will make you feel more and more delicious in the future, and you will never forget it. It is a boundless fatherly love.
Fatherly love is actually very simple. It is like white wine, spicy and warm, which makes people get drunk easily; It is like coffee, bitter and mellow, easy to cheer people up; It is like tea, plain and kind, which makes people unconsciously addicted; It's like a fire, warm but daunting, and easy to get excited.
Father's love is a ray of sunshine in spring, shining warmly on me; It is the cool summer wind that blows away the boredom in my heart; Is a string of fruits in autumn, guiding me to success; It is a fire in winter that warms my cold heart. Father love is everywhere!
Even if you are a master of Dan Qing, it is difficult to outline your father's strong backbone: even if you are a master of literature, it is difficult to portray his father's unyielding spirit; Even if all rivers run into the sea, it is hard to hide a father's love for his children! This is for your reference only. Your father is your own. When you get along with your father, think carefully about what he has done for you. I believe you can write your father well and have feelings.
8. Poetry 1, grateful for father's love, "father's love is like a mountain"
Holding a young hand
Walk in the wind and rain
The aftertaste is sweet and soft.
God's arrangement
If it wasn't for life
Ruthlessly separate kindness from kindness.
Maybe you have something better.
Causal wandering
The last letter
Brave choice
That's great.
Continue the love between father and son
Happiness is planted for children.
Looking forward to the children's future
2. The way of fatherly love
Accustomed to your advice
That warm harbor
The destination of psychological trauma treatment
cautiously
Miss the daydream of children soaring.
Ignorant, frivolous, opinionated
Satisfy the rainbow-like splendor ...
I heard a lot of rumors.
Doubt your thinking space
What kind of outlook on people's livelihood do you dress up as?
Is it a responsibility or a game?
Or just acting in a movie.
Indulge in the neon of youth
When your back
Like a huge bow.
Sweat melts the hot land.
Ignoring the fire of frying.
Full of joyful expectations
But left a string of sighs.
In the wilderness with green grass and sky
Echoing the sunset coming at night
Smoke rising under the lonely lamp
Sincere confession
Helpless mood
Gaze haggard
Are engraved with deep memories.
I suddenly saw my way.
Never sang for you.
The way of fatherly love
Tree rings that travel through time
A river that spans the years
Confused and faithful eyes like water.
Let the dream be bitter and sweet
……
To live is to be grateful for fate.
Death is also an interpretation of past love.
3. Grateful heart, in my heart forever
Leaves floating in the air,
Write a grateful movement,
That is the tree's gratitude to the earth that nourishes it;
White clouds are floating in the blue sky,
Draw those touching pictures,
That is the gratitude of Baiyun to the blue sky that nurtured it.
We grew up in the sunshine of love,
We nourish the true feelings of the world,
Thanks to our parents for giving us precious lives;
Thanks to the teacher for giving us the ability to learn;
Thanks to our friends for their sincere help;
Thanks to the school, it has given us a harmonious growth environment.
Thanks to in my heart forever.
4. "father"
Hazy time
father
This is a big mountain.
Sit on his shoulder
Can always see far, far away.
Be rational
father
This is a stubborn bent pine tree.
Only then did I find out.
My weight is too heavy, too heavy.
But now
father
You are a profound poem.
My son reads silently.
Tears flow gently
5. "Father's love is silent"
Father, although you don't talk much,
But I heard what you wanted to say in silence,
I saw everything you did for me for free,
I think you're standing behind me,
Always worried about me,
Always cheer for me!
If maternal love is like water, then fatherly love is a mountain;
If maternal love is tolerant, then paternal love is leading;
If maternal love makes us feel warm,
Then fatherly love makes us strong;
If maternal love is meticulous,
Then fatherly love is silence;
Let's thank our father for his silence in sign language.
9. Praise my father's poems and songs, and miss my father.
Father hasn't gone far,
A few words in my heart.
My father's figure always haunts my eyes,
Not in the play.
Father's breath is still pervasive,
Life inside and out!
One mountain and one water embodies my father's deep affection.
Every grass and tree reflects his father's care.
Thinking of my father's kindness,
My love keeps pouring out.
How many feelings in life should be brought out by my father,
How much is loved by your father? Please tell me.
father
Your son is among us.
father
Do you want those lovely children to leave safely?
Stop crying, father.
We called his name in unison.
You see, the sky is open and soft.
Welcome him back.
father
How lucky we are.
Your son is among us.
Vilen at dawn and a dream of peace were left behind.
Father is old.
Father is old.