Poetry about fatherly love

1. A poem reflecting dad's love. There are no virtuous fathers and brothers in life, and there are no strict teachers and friends outside, but few can succeed. [Song] Lv Gongzhu

There is an emotion.

Don't say it easily

It would be too inaccurate to say it.

There is a language

Don't talk easily

Very common

This is also extraordinary.

Stop talking when you're drunk.

Don't talk nonsense

Internal injuries are the most painful place.

When my father's eyes touched my forehead

Gap and distance

It is already a meaningless noun.

The incredible thing is blood.

When you are coldest

Still the warmest hug.

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.

Remember father's love.

We also love our father.

But not like my father loves us.

Our love is a stream.

Father's love is the ocean.

Dew on unstable grass

Round and bright

That's the light from the sun.

April day

Semiromantic

Half brilliant.

That's where the spring breeze passes.

Our happiness

It's the smile on my father's face.

Our pain

It is the deep sadness in my father's eyes.

Our love can go far and far.

But I can't get out.

The conservatism of father's thought

Poems describing father's love in ancient poems:

Song Lingyun's Father Memory

Wu's book is broken. What do you hate everywhere?

The dream soul is not afraid of Chang 'an, and borrows the wind to ask for daily life several times.

I know that when I die, everything on earth has nothing to do with me. But the only thing that hurts me is that I failed to see the reunification of the motherland. Julian Waghann Beiding Central Plains Day, don't forget to tell Nai Weng about the family sacrifice! Show it to your son.

Leisure Thought in Beiguo

There is grass in front of the mountain and behind it. You cover the door when you go out all day. Every time I think of the flesh and blood beside me, I come to see the savage's children.

Yuan Zhongdao's Chao Geng in Ming Dynasty

Come to Harada in the middle of the night and the moon sets before dawn. The stream is trickling and there is plenty of rain this year.

The seedlings are born before planting, so don't be too early. Call the big boy and the morning glory will eat grass.

Song of Transplanting Rice by Yang Wanli, a poet in Tang Dynasty

Fu Tian threw the seedlings to the woman, and the children pulled them out and put them in. Dai Li is a beggar, and his head is wet with rain.

When eating, ask the canal to rest for half a minute, but bow your head and bend over just not to pick it up. Take care of geese and ducklings when the roots of seedlings are not firmly twisted.

2. Ancient poems about parents' love. A loving mother loves her son and asks nothing in return.

[Han] Liu An was pregnant heavily in October, but the reward was light. Song of Persuading Filial Piety is a one-foot-three-inch treasure, which has been a work for ten years and eight years.

The mother of "Song of Persuading Filial Piety" said that the child lay dry and the mother fell asleep wet. "Song of Persuading Filial Piety" is not seen by the mother, and the child is uneasy.

My mother is one hundred years old and often reads eighty children. Before "Song of Persuading Filial Piety", the prodigal son is not cold.

Song of Persuading Filial Piety is full of love and hardship. Who knew my parents when they hurt me? "Children's Words Are Unbridled" The bald mother hid her face and cried, and her shirt sleeves were broken. [Tang] Han Yu's mother instrument hangs down, the tube is bright, and the night platform is silent.

A collection of proverbs, a thread in the hand of a loving mother, makes clothes for her wayward son's body. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.

Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? Meng Jiao used to live in and chose a neighbor.

In Mencius' laziness, she cut the cloth. The mother of Saint Amethyst, the first relative on earth; Motherly love is the first love in the world.

Strictly speaking, the only uncontaminated love in the world is maternal love. When Yan Yan succeeds, everyone is a friend.

But only mother-she is the partner of failure. Zheng Zhenduo mourned his parents and gave birth to me.

The Book of Songs has neither father nor mother. The Book of Songs is the virtue of the father and the legacy of the son. Clear pronunciation and mellow voice, parents respected; Give children a good education.

Don't be happy to have a son, and don't sigh without one. [Tang] Han Yu people see that boys and girls are good, but they don't know that men and women make people old.

[Tang] Wang Jian's parents are both on earth; The rarest person in the world, brother. Motto Lian Bi is the best parent in the world; Being a child is the greatest filial piety in the world.

My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed, caressed, nursed, nurtured, cared and answered me. In the Book of Songs, the father is unkind and the son is unfilial; A brother who is not a friend is disrespectful; If the husband is unfair, the woman will be unhappy.

[Southern and Northern Dynasties] Yan Zhitui did not have a good father and brother in his life, nor did he have a strict teacher and friend outside, but few people succeeded. [Song] Lv Gongzhu's parents do whatever they want, and I will continue to describe it; I cherish the thoughts of those parents.

This motto is hung on the wall.

3. Ancient poems about parents' love, the old mother with a bald head covered her door with tears and her sleeves were broken.

[Tang] Han Yu. [Ode to a Wanderer] The thread in Jiao Cimu's hand makes clothes for her wayward son. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.

Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? In Farewell to Old Mother, Zhong bowed to his mother's river beam, worrying alarmingly and watching it dry up.

This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time. Arriving home at the end of the year shows that Jiang Shiquan's love for his son is endless, and he is happy at home.

Cold clothes are needle and thread, and letters from home are ink stains. If you encounter pity, you will ask for it.

I am ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh. "Xuan Mo Map" is a colorful day lily flower planted in Wang Mian, Beitang, Luo Sheng.

A loving mother leans against the door, but a wanderer cannot walk. May the sun be sparse and the day be fearful.

Looking up at Yunlin, I am ashamed to listen to birds. Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi Xiu Liu Sao" thinks that you are a teenager's day. If you fly high, you will carry your mother. At that time, my parents thought that I should know today.

Song Lingyun's dream of "Remembering Father" is not afraid of Chang 'an, and he borrowed the wind several times to ask about his daily life. When Ni Ruixuan remembered her mother in the dark, she missed her relatives and shed tears, for fear that she would miss her children more.

4. Poems about parents' love (poems about parents' love)

Father loves mountains, mother love the water,

If we can observe mountains and water from all angles,

If you can grasp the landscape yourself,

I will float to the deepest part of the world,

To pursue the greatest happiness!

The benevolence of the mountain lies in accommodating towering ancient trees,

I also embrace any grass that is willing to stop.

The wisdom of water is to forgive the past,

Only flow,

Is her only destiny.

Mountain, willing to stick to it;

Water cannot fulfill a short life;

Just like the prosperous key in the water, it can't open the glass door of eternal life.

Dashan wants a smile to stay on everyone's face.

Like a heart that time cannot take away,

Water prayed that she would give more smiles. ...

Father loves mountains, mother loves water!

The mountain is still sitting, waiting.

The water is still flowing and catching up.

A starting point, a goal.

The beauty of life lies in the process.

He stood on the top of the mountain, singing songs about water.

She sat by the river and silently looked at the reflection of the mountain.

Suddenly, everything became so beautiful.

It's like a tangled time.

Love is eternal.

Maybe it's a look back,

Maybe it was a moan,

Let old strangers answer all the way.

Father loves honest and frank like a mountain; Motherly love winds like water. ...

He only exists to say hello,

Standing on a high mountain.

Deep pool tenderness.

When flower of life was dying,

The body gave water to the mountain and tears to the fundus.

Father loves mountains, and mother love the water!

5. Poems about the love of parents: wandering sons.

Meng Jiao

The midline of the loving mother's hand,

You get dressed.

Tight seam,

I'm afraid I will be late.

Who is careless,

Make three spring scenery.

Bielaomu

To worship the mother river beam,

Worry, watch.

On the tragic snowstorm night in Chai Men,

At this time, having children is better than nothing.

China's Poetry-Qing-Huang Jingren

Always how many tears, all dyed red hand-sewn clothes.

"My father is full of books and the bus is pestering me" (Shi Qisheng's "Writing in My Arms")

In October, the baby is heavy and the reward is light. -"Song of Persuading Filial Piety"

The blue sky wails, calling strict father; Clear water complains of blood every word, and every word cries for mother.

Don't teach your parents to suffer, and don't teach them to worry.

A loving mother loves her son and asks nothing in return. Liu An [Korea]

In October, the baby is heavy and the reward is light. Song of exhorting filial piety

One-foot-three baby, ten years and eight years' work. Song of exhorting filial piety

The mother said that the child was lying dry and the mother was asleep and wet. Song of exhorting filial piety

The mother's bitter son has not seen it yet, and the child's mother is uneasy. Song of exhorting filial piety

My mother is one hundred years old and often reads eighty children. Song of exhorting filial piety

With a loving mother, the prodigal son does not feel cold. Song of exhorting filial piety

I didn't know my parents when I loved them. Children's language

The old white-headed mother hid her face and cried bitterly, and her shirt sleeves were torn. Han Yu

When the mother instrument hangs down, it is bright and the night platform is silent. Motto collection

The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? [Tang] Meng Jiao

Yesterday, Meng Mu chose a neighbor. In Mencius' laziness, she cut the cloth. Three Character Classic

Mother, the first relative in the world; Motherly love is the first love in the world. Strict words

The only unpolluted love in the world is maternal love. Strict words

When you succeed, everyone is a friend. But only mother-she is the partner of failure. zheng zhenduo

Mourn for my parents and give birth to me. The Book of Songs

What's wrong with having no father? What's wrong with not having a mother? The Book of Songs

A father's virtue is a son's legacy. Strict words

Parents are highly respected; Give children a good education. Motto couplets

Don't be happy with children, and don't sigh without children. Han Yu

Everyone knows that it is good to have boys and girls, but they don't know that men and women will make people old. Wang Jian

All parents in the world; The rarest person in the world, brother. Motto Lian Bi

Being a parent is the best in the world; Being a child is the greatest filial piety in the world. Motto Lian Bi

My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed to me, caressed me, nurtured me, nurtured me,

Take care of me and answer me. The Book of Songs

Father is not kind, son is not filial; A brother who is not a friend is disrespectful; Husband is unfair.

This woman is not smooth. Yan Zhitui [Southern and Northern Dynasties]

There are no virtuous fathers and brothers in life, no strict teachers and friends outside, and few people can succeed. [Song] Lv Gongzhu

Parents do whatever they want, and I will continue to describe it; I cherish the thoughts of those parents. Motto Lian Bi

A lot. See for yourself.

6. Poems expressing father's love remember father.

Wu's book is broken. What do you hate everywhere?

The dream soul is not afraid of Chang 'an, and borrows the wind to ask for daily life several times.

I know that when I die, everything on earth has nothing to do with me. But the only thing that hurts me is that I failed to see the reunification of the motherland.

Julian Waghann Beiding Central Plains Day, don't forget to tell Nai Weng about the family sacrifice!

Read and show children in the fifth watch

Although my son is a fool,

It's good to accompany Weng to irrigate a dish.

On the shortage of ten thousand bells and one product,

At that time, Su Yuanyuan.

Yang Wanli's Transplanting Songs in Tang Dynasty

Fu Tian threw the seedlings to the woman, and the children pulled them out and put them in.

Dai Li is a beggar, and his head is wet with rain.

When eating, ask the canal to rest for half a minute, but bow your head and bend over just not to pick it up.

Take care of geese and ducklings when the roots of seedlings are not firmly twisted.

There are no virtuous fathers and brothers in life, no strict teachers and friends outside, and few people can succeed. [Song] Lv Gongzhu