Classic father's day poems

In real life or work and study, everyone has come into contact with many excellent poems, full of feelings and imagination. Still struggling to find excellent classic poems? The following are the classic Father's Day poems (6 selected poems) I compiled for you for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

Father's Day Classic Poetry 1 Father's Love

When I'm lonely

There is always your company.

no matter

I fell asleep.

The stars are yawning.

In (someone's) dream

You will always be my big doll.

When I play with you

Although it's hard to beat you.

But you will be very generous.

Give me a big hug.

You are like a warm bear.

When I can't do my homework

Dad will be very gentle

Teach me patiently.

again and again

When I'm sad and crying

Dad will comfort me intimately.

Tell me not to cry.

When I was sick

Dad will be like an aunt nurse.

Take care of me day and night

Whether it's cooking or cooking, it's ok.

Delicious snacks are also doomed.

Cooking is not lost to mommy.

You have a good father.

You are most likely to win the game.

Although I'm lost.

But I don't care about winning or losing.

As long as you can play with me

Ride and fight for me

Let me not only get lost.

Also got the simplest happiness!

Dad loves me very much.

I want to thank dad.

dad

Happy father's day.

Father's Day Classic Poetry 2 My Father

The loess piled up into mountains.

Height transformation in time and space

Depth has been converted to year and month.

Father sat quietly in the depths of his soul.

In the orchard, branches are dangling.

Some birds flashed out in horror.

Father's eyes were fixed on the fruit.

swaddling clothes

Falling layer by layer

Li Hua is still in the rain

Pure jade seeped into the blood.

Father patted the waves emotionally.

Count, count

The planetesimals landed in the yard.

Children used to roll around in the yard.

The covered loess was blown away by the wind.

After the wheat fragrance floats,

The familiar smell drifted with the wind.

Father often wants to stand up.

The fuller this bow is.

Land will steal a good arrow.

Carve years on it

Border vegetable garden

A crop

In the morning light

It's like coming out of the lake of the heart

It looks bright.

Like chasing a good horse

Father is always speechless.

Seeds of the land

It often rings in his ear.

Father's smile is always found.

That shower flower

In the yard.

In front of the threshold

flower

When a gust of wind blows again

The crops are about to ripen.

Father walked in front.

The children look like deserters.

Seemingly acting

Father's eyes will fall on a gust of wind again

Sigh without rain

Sigh carefully

The child stared at the rice bowl

Little face

Along the edges and corners of the land

Make a list

After my father got sick.

No more words

Until the loess is in front of me

Fluctuate with the wind

Father's day classic poem 3 father's figure

Father's shadow

Rest on a small stone bridge.

Sweat dripped on my face

Early frost in wet early winter.

Blood purple shoulders

Arouse the hope of life

Let the pole bend the spine

Heavy. footstep

Awaken the sleeping moon.

Father's shadow

Swear by the midday sun

Burning with the sun

Xia Chan gasped.

Hide under thick leaves

Rolling heat wave

Steamed those.

Cold palms

On the dark back

Leave a layer of white sweat cream.

Father's shadow

Aroused the water waves floating on the moon

Endure the invading cold.

Trembling hands

Struggling to pull the fishing net

Father's shadow

Stay on the land he stepped on.

Been busy for us all my life.

The best time of his life.

It flows quietly here.

Father's shadow

Stretched by the sunset

Hanging on the wall of the old house

Another year has passed, and the geese in the north are migrating south.

Holding the mottled courtyard wall

Looking at the distance alone

But my eyes are always full.

Nasir's tears

On the worn-out threshold

With a finely ground crutch

Now, although I am in a foreign land,

But my father's shadow

But it will be branded on my heart forever.

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Father's day classic poem 4 praises father.

You are a dense forest,

I am a small tree;

You are a vast sky,

I am a free-flying bird;

Dad's love is like the sun,

Very warm;

Dad's love is like the moon,

Very gentle;

I must sow the seeds of your hope.

Whether there are leaves or not tomorrow.

I am the daughter of Hai.

Your ocean will always be full of affectionate expectations.

Windy days

Your strong arms

Entrust me to the vast vault to receive the sunshine.

Even if you disappear into smoke.

Wider than the sea is the sky.

Bigger than the sky is your heart.

Mom said, you are a trustworthy person;

I said, you are my spiritual pillar;

Help me when I'm in trouble,

Comfort me when I am sad.

Ah! You, my dear father,

You gave me the same years;

Thank you!

Believe me, I will use my efforts,

To decorate tomorrow's glory!

Dad,

A word hidden in my heart for a long time:

That is-Dad, I love you!

Father's Day Classic Poetry 5 Great Father

I'll know it just after a month.

Father is a concept.

This is the lighting term of black land and black forest.

Small eyes looking at the big man.

I use the most primitive crying

Warm his upper and lower limbs.

Those days when the rain stopped.

Childhood, I took your hand into the school.

You lifted the iron hoe of the world.

Dig a face for me

The sky is bigger than the village.

Father, I am your most complete stone.

Father, you are my perfect shadow.

It's getting dark I live in a book.

It's dark. You live in the mountains.

Father, these ten years

We have never met.

I went home that day.

You're still saying that the mountain people live a strong life.

You are not old. This is a mountain.

Now I have grown into a big tree.

You have no root in your hand.

Father's waterwheel and fence

Are you still silent in the moonlight?

Still staying at our door.

Where I ran away from home

Those polished stone chips.

Rotating iron ring

Do you all have your own homes?

Tonight's father

I am another wheat.

Walk into another wheat

It is the deep deformation of bread and steamed bread.

I don't want to go home by windmill tonight.

I want to fly along the maturity of May.

Father, who are you tonight

My nails and my old house will never rust.

The only pain I can't shut up for thousands of years

Father's Day Classic Poetry 6 Father's Day

June sixteenth

I don't write about scenery.

Don't write romance.

Only write about father

Because today

This day is called Father's Day.

Thin pen and light ink

Has condensed the deep affection and friendship.

Write down my deep blessing.

Happy holidays, Dad.

Father, strong and tall.

simple and unadorned

Broad shoulders

Stir up a heavy life

all one's life

Come in the wind and rain-no matter how difficult it is, you must finish the task.

On the yellow land

Roll bar

With diligence and strength

Hold up a happy home

No matter how bitter you are, don't cry.

No matter how tired you are, you are not tired.

calmly

With a pair of calloused hands

Have a good day.

Father, no longer young.

White hair climbed up the sideburns.

The forehead is covered with wrinkles.

A staggering figure.

look into my eyes

My heart hurts a lot.

Father is heaven.

Father is the land.

Father is indomitable.

Dad, you have worked hard.