1, pay tribute to father, father
Be exhausted all one's life
You only have one belief.
Seek happiness for children
This is thanks to your efforts.
Family harmony and happiness
Life is getting better every day.
perhaps
In this world, only mother is good.
Not many people called for this.
because
undeniably
Dad's love for family.
No less than mom.
In the real world,
Dad is the source of family income.
He silently supported the whole family.
Without complaint
In the mind of the father of the world
Nothing
More important than relying on his home.
therefore
As a father
He is doomed to failure.
For the comfort and happiness of the family.
Work hard all your life
What a respectable and great father.
There is no love in the world.
More selfless than fatherly love
Father's Day is here.
Express your sincere love to our father.
2. When my father is hazy.
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
Father has a long blue sky.
A mysterious castle peak.
A quiet and deep vast land
Energetic people
This is a good opportunity for people to live in harmony with nature.
The ridge in Tanaka is a beautiful stick.
Grains dancing in the wind are jumping notes.
Nine winding mountain roads are the strings of this world.
It was the light footsteps of fathers that moved it.
What pops up is the swan song of life.
Sweat flows in the canal dug by years.
Arouse a wave of development
The protruding 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 felt peace in my snoring.
I also felt the light of white hair in the mirror.
4. The years when my father was built by wind and rain.
Carved on his father's forehead.
Profoundly outline the wisdom life.
The feeling of falling flowers is gone.
Father's manners are no longer the same.
Traces of passing away covered the dead leaves everywhere.
The lush grass has long since disappeared.
year
What's the hurry?
Remember that night.
My father took my little hand to watch the sunset.
The sky was red with red cloud.
My father seems to be looking forward to one of my dreams.
I dare not look straight into my father's expectant eyes guiltily.
A large cloud
Just like my father's deep love for me
I want to cry for joy.
Young father
Always say to me: I am a big tree and you are a small tree.
Now, the grown-up little tree wants to say to his father:
You will always be my big tree
Father touched the railing of the city with his hand.
Looking forward to my hometown
Aromatic soil
I thought of Qianshan's father who was outside the dirt.
My father was.
Walk like the wind
Change the posture of weeding.
Together with farm tools
Close to the soil
Zhongqing clay
Kiss us
Roll across the field in March.
at that time
I'm not very rich in poetry.
Grow in the fields
Part by part
Over my father's head
Stand like a father.
This is what my father expected of me for many years.
Been away from home for years.
A hunchbacked person.
Still fresh in my mind
With a shiny sickle
Standing in September
Standing on the golden ridge in September
bless
6. Writing to my father is all about 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
7. Father's tenderness 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.
8. The way of fatherly love is accustomed to your exhortation.
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.