Part one: Selected modern poems on Father's Day.
The days go on,
Walking, walking,
The memory of my childhood has faded away,
Father's tall figure gradually became inconspicuous.
The stern face quietly receded,
Peace and kindness are the drops of life!
Life,
I lost myself,
Let happiness pass by again and again.
I don't know,
You can't do this,
Father's white hair is getting more and more,
Old,
I am old, but where is my heart?
And the illusion of breathing for children,
It's not that I don't love my father,
But my love,
Too small, too small in my father's life,
However, my father's love for me,
Always shining in my life,
Father is too tired,
Kids,
Most of the time, I don't ask or pay attention.
I don't know,
It's not that you don't ask,
No polite language,
Father, ordinary citizen,
Pour out all your love,
How pale and powerless the words of thanks are here,
Understand what my father means,
Meihao Huaxia
Always stand in the east.
Chapter two: Selected modern poems on Father's Day.
Father's forehead is very wide.
I don't know when the vicissitudes of time will be engraved.
I often stare secretly.
Tears ran down my father's forehead.
I liked that sentence very much when I read petofi.
I hope my lover is an ivy of youth.
Climb up my desolate forehead
But I think my father's forehead is not desolate.
He paved the way for my life with the lines on his forehead.
I am getting wider and wider.
Chapter III: Selected Modern Poems on Father's Day
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
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.
Chapter four: Selected modern poems on Father's Day.
Dad's love,
What is this?
Dad took me out to play,
Cheerful laughter spread everywhere.
Dad's love is cheerful laughter.
One day,
I have a high fever,
Dad looked at me weakly,
Turn pale.
Dad's love is a pale face.
Whenever I fail in the exam,
Dad always smiled and said:
"I will do well in the next exam."
Dad's love is a considerate smile.
It's hot in summer,
Without air conditioning,
Dad sat next to me,
With a fan in his hand,
Slap me again and again,
I saw it,
I saw sweat,
Slipped off dad's head.
Dad's love is sweat.
Whenever I do something wrong,
Dad always stares at me with stern eyes.
Until I admit my mistake.
Dad's love is a stern look.
Dad's love or ...
This is dad's love.
Chapter five: Selected modern poems on Father's Day.
Our dear father
How are you doing in heaven?
I will stay in your memory forever.
That early morning in April
I remember your swollen face.
Remember the choking whisper in your throat?
That language can no longer distinguish your expression.
In that sad spring
In April, just a few days after Qingming,
Your young life ended in that loneliness.
A sad morning
The end is when everything begins to grow.
Xia Guang is a vibrant morning.
Father is gone.
Nothing can
I'll miss it a little.
After all these years, your child
You can only recall your face with your first memory.
Do you want us to forget you forever?
Never forget you didn't raise us.
But my dear father
Travel around the world
trek/trudge across mountains and rivers
We all have your blood on us.
Even if you are in heaven forever.
We are on the earth.
I believe we will finally meet one day.
I believe we finally have a moment of reunion.
Can you still recognize me?
I can recognize you at a glance.
Because nothing can change the fact that we are your children.
Chapter VI: Selected Modern Poems on Father's Day
The pond in front of the house must be full of water.
The willow you planted yourself.
Must be swaying in the wind and rain
Father, are you half asleep listening to the rain?
Can you hear the busy steps of your life in the rain?
I can hear that as a father, I am still calling you in my heart.
-Father! This is your festival, so much rain.
I will give you memories and let you have a good rest.
The land you love all your life has lived up to you.
It supports your children.
Although it adds countless white hairs to you and your mother, it also makes your face aging.
But you just can't let it go.
Every time I go home, I can only wait for you after sunset.
Come back from the ground and land with a reluctance.
When am I old? Maybe I will be like you.
Carry the land you love on your shoulders.
This may be your reward. You are as great as the land.