Father loves Shishan 1 Father is old.
We come from the unknown world.
Then grow up in warm arms.
When I first opened my eyes,
Except sunshine and color.
I also met a great person.
Swing your arms and stride forward.
Carry a barbell and an axe.
We call him father.
A god who seems to be omnipotent.
From then on, we are no longer afraid of thunder.
Not afraid of lightning and darkness
Not afraid of storms
Everything depends on it.
As long as he is around.
When we grow up,
This godlike father has retired from all aura.
He is timid, he is melancholy.
He is silent and tolerant.
I'm afraid of thunder and lightning, wind and rain.
I am also afraid of secular chaos and strife.
He was very brave before.
Because we are too weak.
Like a nervous and angry bison.
It will also drive the lion away.
All courage comes from love.
Due to the protection of fragile life
Father, actually, it's just
A wall to keep out the wind and rain
Trees sheltering from the scorching sun.
This is food for three meals a day
Is a powerful traction hand.
This is a lamp and a road sign.
His energy is constantly transmitted to us.
With your eyes, not your skin.
When all this is done.
Father is old.
Poems of a mountain of father's love II. paternal love
Today is Father's Day.
Father likes his tall and straight posture like a mountain.
Dingqijia
Father's love is as wide as the sea
Inclusive family
May all fathers live forever.
Health, happiness and longevity are endless.
Happy, happy and always young.
For all the fathers in the world.
Everything you see is very blessed.
Father's love is a mountain,
tall and straight
Reliable dependence of family
Father's love is a ray of sunshine,
Warm and kind
Warm the hearts of family members
Father's love is the ocean,
broad and profound
Accommodate all family members.
Father's day,
I wish the father in the world health and happiness.
Poem 3 of father's love. The fantasy of father's day
Text/grassland gale
I have lived a childhood dream.
You can vaguely smell the refreshing fragrance of the soil.
It was accompanied by the creaking growth and jointing sound of rice seedlings.
Then who is sobbing?
Who left him in the dark?
He raised his face in horror.
It's full of tears and snot.
Years later
On a bumper harvest afternoon
Full ears of rice lie in the sun, shining with attractive Phnom Penh.
It is your hard work.
And traces of farming
In your struggling world
I still remember your firm footsteps.
Once confused
Smells of love and pain.
Smash us to pieces
During the long sewing time
I stumbled along.
You're still answering the phone.
The care that once suffocated me
I know
This is a gap that is difficult to cross.
I want to use my mature hands now
Fill up the sadness that once brought you.
Or, build a bridge that belongs to us.
Each other's hearts
Warm every cold winter
Poems written for fatherly love 4.
They say it's the wind.
Can blow rocks to pieces.
Said it was raining.
It will rust steel.
It's been said for years.
Will bend your spine.
Only your will.
Keep fighting despite repeated setbacks.
It will never change.
Incite the whole family
The weight of a lifetime
A poem written for my father.
You slow down your wrinkled forehead and let me know what responsibility is.
Your wrinkled hands tell me what happiness looks like.
Your backpack lets me know what love feels like.
In fact, responsibility is to give a person a lifelong obligation.
The appearance of happiness is to watch the children you cultivate grow up.
The feeling of love is the determination to give everything for him.
However, it took you a lifetime to get the answers to these questions.
It takes a lot of regrets to understand.
I wonder what my understanding of being late can bring you.
But I just want to get rid of you before time takes you away completely.
Spend a safe night with you
Just like you used to learn to walk with your hands.
More love.
More of a responsibility.
If there is no love, why so tired?
If there is no responsibility, why pay so much?
I always think it's too simple to describe you as great.
But your efforts have brought me healthy growth.
Your love is incomparable.
But it touched me deeply.
Your wrinkled forehead brings me good health.
Your wrinkled hands have saved me a lot of detours.
Your support has given me a promising future.
I know I can't pay back these things at once.
But I just want to be with you gently
Let's go to see the beautiful morning light.
Enjoy the intoxicated sunset together.
Just like when I was a child, you sheltered me from the wind and rain.
I will never forget that photo.
Because it is the most beautiful memory in life.
May all fathers in the world be happy and healthy.
Father's Love Poem 6 Father's Day without Father
Author: Jiangnan Post
Hands up, a little shaky.
Touch it carefully, Father's Day is close at hand.
I sent a message to my brother saying
However, let's go back and have a look tomorrow.
This is a Father's Day without a father.
My son wants to serve his parents when they are old, but they are gone.
Illness has bent his father's body.
Erase from our hearts
In the corner of the old house, there is a sickle without a handle.
It's already rusty.
However, some memories.
Like a pipe from my father.
As the smoke rises,
At night, I slept in that bed again.
This is the bed where my father slept.
I slept, too. I slept in my childhood dream.
I dreamed again, sitting on my father's shoulder.
I only think gently, and my hand touches the sky.
I don't want to wake up, or hope
Dreams are endless.
Although the sky is always bright.
My dreams always wake up, too.
But I'd rather use
Kerosene lamp half core, look for it.
Father is waiting in the bullpen. Go and listen.
The call of a calf after birth
Oh, Father's Day without a father
How can I sleep well?
On such a night.
I always put my cheek, which is good.
Cold tears
Quietly, enter the dream.
Become my father's familiar expectation.
Father's Love Poem 7 Father's Day
Today is Father's Day.
Father likes his tall and straight posture like a mountain.
Dingqijia
Father's love is as wide as the sea
Inclusive family
May all fathers live forever.
Health, happiness and longevity are endless.
Happy, happy and always young.
For all the fathers in the world.
Everything you see is very blessed.
Father's love is a mountain,
tall and straight
Reliable dependence of family
Father's love is a ray of sunshine,
Warm and kind
Warm the hearts of family members
Father's love is the ocean,
broad and profound
Accommodate all family members.
Father's day,
I wish the father in the world health and happiness.
Father likes mountains of poems.
Tender is water.
Race you.
An unsolvable mess after a thousand years.
For years you lured me across the river with respect.
I bet my youth that you will play.
Your car made a sharp turn left and right.
Sweep my defense
My horse moves step by step.
Go straight to your nest.
father
A discordant game.
I can't destroy your moat.
You can't break into my crystal palace.
Father likes mountains of poems. Father and I.
You created this family.
Then he created me.
You hold my hand.
From yesterday to now.
Ah, my dear father
You are the person I admire most.
Ah, my kind father
You are my future idol.
When you drag your tired body
End the day's work
When you walk into this home that belongs to you.
What I care about is whether I come back or not.
You smoked a pack of cigarettes until dawn.
A pot of wine makes you forget your troubles and troubles.
Sometimes mom says you hate you.
But you never complain about anything.
It often appears in your eyes.
I was knocked down.
In that long dark night
I was cheated.
No, dear dad.
This is just a dream of your heartache.
Because I am not an unfortunate person.
Because I have a good father.
I want to share your troubles and worries.
I won't let you worry about me all the time.
You will hold my hand forever.
Towards an endless future
A poem with a mountain of fatherly love 10 fatherly love
There is persistence in the ordinary.
There is no lack of strength in easygoing.
Just like the warmth and selflessness of the sun.
As wide and deep as the sea.
Loyalty and integrity, you taught me the truth of being a man.
Forgive and endure the rules of life you taught me.
You are like all the great fathers in the world.
Not good at boasting, but expressing it with actions.
Your deep fatherly love
I can't forget the happy scene of father and daughter together.
I can't forget the worry on your forehead when my daughter comes home at night.
I can't forget seeing your daughter off to school.
I can't forget how many times you have sought medical advice for your daughter.
You are not as gentle as your mother.
Yueming, you keep your tenderness deep in your heart.
Under your wings, I long to fly.
You accompany me to inspire lofty sentiments in the storm of the world.
Hello, Dad.
No matter what water it is, Qianshan, even if the wind and frost are exhausted.
The bird is tired, and it is in her daughter's heart.
You will always be my safest harbor.
Father loves Shishan 1 1 father loves it.
One side is soil and water, and the other side is sky.
You are a symbol of the times.
Time is not suitable for you. We miss you.
Alas, how many wishes are there,
How many blueprints are still unfinished.
Your figure,
Like a majestic mountain peak,
As bright as the bright moon.
Oh, history doesn't drive you. Everyone is talking about you.
Father's Love Poems 12 Father's October
Corn skewers are woven vertically.
Enjoy the sweet sunshine
Little sparrows are dancing happily.
Singing on the tail of autumn
The sickle leaned against the corner.
Breathe out the fragrance of soybeans.
Father rocked in the rocking chair.
The face is covered with the halo of the sun.
Blurred eyes and eyelashes
Deep wrinkles
Divide a face into multiple regions.
The soil under the ploughshare is fragrant.
Father's shovel is busy.
The clods were broken and the fields were leveled.
Father said that the land is a child.
Clean him up.
Grow big fruits.
Autumn rain fled to the earth with wheat.
Pieces of pale green malt.
Like green tulle
Gradually become my father's student.
The hope of paving the way
A poem that my father loves like a mountain 13 My father's rice bowl
Khaki rice bowl
inside
With decades of blood and sweat.
also
The weight of the whole family
The relentless passage of time
Navan
It's slowly turning yellow.
The edge has also been scratched by years.
one day
Still the same job
Like that
It's light yellow, too.
anxious
It also flows in it.
Bowl bracket
No, this is what the old man looks like.