A poem expressing parents' feelings at the moment of their daughter's marriage.

The mood of a daughter marrying her father

1. After three thousand storms, the family of flesh and blood was thrown together. Afraid that crying would ruin my old age, I told my parents: Leave it alone. Poverty has been fixed since ancient times, and there is no chance of clutch! From now on, we will be divided into two places, each keeping safe. I want it back, don't get involved.

My heart is heavy all day, because you still have a long way to go. Today, she will travel as a bride and ride a canoe up the river. Your sister lost all her mothers when she was a child, and I am doubly kind and gentle. My sister was raised by her since childhood, and today they bid farewell with tears. Faced with this situation, I am very depressed. It is rare for a female college girl to stay. You lack the lessons of your childhood mother. My mother-in-law's service worries me. Fortunately, relying on your family's good family, trust and compassion can't be wrong. Although our family is so pure and poor, can't you give them too much dowry? Look at your filial piety and respect for your elders. All manners and manners should conform to the trend. I wonder how long it will take after we parted this morning. Sadness can vent itself when I go home, and the mood of parting is breaking out. When I came home to see my lonely daughter, sad tears rolled down the ribbon.

Advise you to drink and mourn for you. Due to frequent changes in the market, the Yaochi feast has not been resumed. Offer your wine, don't sigh the city. If I had known that Yaochi had not revived, I would have regretted driving home in a hurry. Eight horses return to the sweat wind, think about the past, and sleep in Zhao Palace. The banquet was moved to Xuanpu, and the music was not over. After the dew condenses, the moon is cold and the cup is red.