Father: Oh
Who plays the flute in autumn?
Let the ripe corn
There was a constant cheer.
Your rough lips
Your calloused hand.
I saw them fiddling with autumn rhyme.
Mature melody
Let this golden autumn be intoxicated.
And my father.
At this time, I saw you put the autumn fragrance.
It tastes sweet and fragrant.
You are blushing with excitement.
Walk into the boundless corn field
Father: Oh
Those plump corn cobs
They laughed and danced.
Slap your strong limbs hard
Beat my chest like a stone
Your dark skin
Caressing the fruits everywhere happily.
There was a long whistle of "ho-ho" in his mouth.
Your love and excitement
Let the joints rattle all autumn.
Hard work and a surge in strength
Indulge in conducting a simple dance
You jumped up and cut off a happy day
My father, oh
I see your tears more clearly.
Your shiny plow
Embedding your salty language in the black land.
You use your powerful fingers
Grab a handful of loose soil
They are attached to your body.
So my father.
I saw you get nervous at once.
Tall and robust corn trees
Your roots extend in all directions.
Deeply rooted in the fertile soil of Liaodong
Every leaf of yours
Green and bright smile in the sunshine.
My father, oh
You smell the wonderful colors of autumn.
A large group of your children and grandchildren
Has quietly matured among your branches and leaves.
Your drunken singing.
Your strong skin
They proudly publish rich and mellow honey.
Let Liaodong's children go.
eat and drink to one's satisfaction
We are like those giant corn cobs.
Surround you tightly
Swing in the carol of cool autumn
Father: Oh
Autumn is so sweet.
I know you will open your arms.
Pounce on the soil under your feet.
Father: Oh, the days to come
I will find your back more beautiful.
Your soul is beating on the corn leaves.
Your body
Feed more endless corn.
My ode
It will also be branded deeper.
It is very popular in Liaodong.
Like your soul.
Eventually it becomes a mature corncob.
Hanging under the eaves of every household
Soul of Liaodong
My father. oh
So I saw—
All of you are full of ideas.
Like a treasure
Outstanding
Pay tribute to father
dad
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.
father
Hazy time
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
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.
father
Years cast 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 and mother
Touch the railings of the city
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
To my father.
They say it's the wind.
Can blow stones 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
father
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.
Sacrifice to one's father
1 3, the fifth anniversary of Chen Geng's father's death, he held a memorial ceremony at home, feeling in his arms, so he wrote:
The incense column is clear and the heart is sad; Cigarettes are around, and it's hard to say. People have been going to Xi for five years; My mind is like a thousand years. Fang Sizhi, it is difficult to ban; I thought about it at first, but I didn't want to cry. Shout, don't listen; Cry, but don't listen Recalling the past, I once stepped on the moon shadow; When I thought about it, it was dawn. Stepping on the moon, Tian He is already Mu Juanjuan; It is dawn, and the skirt is still covered with frost. Used to hard work, busy all day; Simple and honest, life is safe and rare. Sorry, I have never left the countryside in my life; Alas, it's hard to break down from overwork. In the moonlight, the family talked and laughed; When you are alive, you often teach and never forget. The most unforgettable thing is the groan of the stomach in the hospital bed; What a pity! My brother died after a sleep. Since then, I have been different, whispering; Heaven and earth are dim, and we meet in our dreams. Alas, it hurts, and a little tear sinks into the river. Sadly, voice calls spread over nine days.
father
Father's road
tell me
Erected heart tablet
Will become a signpost for progress.
This road
Go on in my life.
Ordinary father
No ode
No feat
Only stories I miss.
I should have brave faith.
stand out
Go my father's way.
Show a brilliant tomorrow
It's Father's Day again
It's Father's Day again
My father never knew.
Just as he never knew fatigue.
Father!
How many times have you missed dinner?
How many times have you quietly left my dream?
Remember your hands that have been doing farm work all your life.
The tenderness of touching my face
Your strong body
How many times have I fallen because of us?
Father!
Suddenly I smelled a thick smell of loess.
No, it's a strong manly smell emanating from your body.
My eyes were captured by tears again.
Father!
I have your blood in my veins.
Father!
It's Father's Day again
You received my blessing again.