Poems praising parents: 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.
Poetry praising parents: the mountain of fatherly love
Holding a young hand
Walk in the wind and rain
The aftertaste is sweet and soft.
God's arrangement
If it weren'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
A poem praising parents: father
A scarred body
Always verify
The existence of super law
Every ordeal my father suffered.
Bang bang.
My selfish and numb soul
In the black land of ignorance
This is pain, tears and hardship.
Watered
Bloody flowers
Finally, it blooms brilliantly all over the world.
Next to the temple of heaven, stands
The steps of sympathy and care
Waiting for me to climb up.
I dare not retreat.
I can't retreat.
I don't want to return it either.
My ears are ringing again.
The sacred precepts of Christ
"The eternal river of love will never dry up and flow freely forever."
Poetry about praising parents: Dad, I love you.
The sun has been setting for a long time.
You just came back with a hoe.
four years ago
You are the host,
And a father,
The frivolity of my youth.
You wrote it in the sand.
What I have achieved.
You carved it in your heart.
Four years later.
You are the master.
Or a father.
but I ...
But more and more rebellious.
Always makes you angry
You know I was angry with you on purpose.
But still naive to play with me.
at present
Look at the back of your little bow,
my heart
It is also full of bitter taste.
Dad,
Here,
Maybe you can't hear it.
I can't see either.
but
I still have to say.
Dad! I love you! !
Poetry about praising parents: Father, your love is a mountain.
Father,
Your love is-
A mountain.
It looks cold,
In fact, it is vigorous;
Continuous,
Songtao bursts ...
You are the backbone of the family,
It is the loyalty of children.
Great difficulties,
It cannot bend,
Your straight waist.
Several glasses of white wine,
Drunk enough,
Time flies,
And the poverty of life.
Ah!
My old father,
You are Liu Hegang's singing voice,
You are Zhu Ziqing's' back'!
You're strong,
Why only have one family?
Your composure,
In the afternoon,
A choking cigarette.
Cultivate children's souls,
The wind and frost dyed your hair white.
The vicissitudes of life are engraved,
Deep wrinkles on your forehead.
Father,
My old father!
I finally understand your harsh, silent and firm words. ......
Natural casting like steel,
No one will waver,
Your heart is like a mountain.
Forever love
Father, you are weighing your children,
Never forget—
The scales of love.