Appreciation of Five Poems about Father

# Poetry Appreciation # Introduction My father is a towering mountain, and he lifted me up with his solid and stalwart body. Father, a long ladder leading to the sky, used his height to help me climb to the top of my dream. The following is the appreciation of the poems praising his father compiled by the author. Welcome to read!

Chapter One: Appreciation of Father's Ode Poems

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.

Chapter Two: Appreciation of Father's Ode Poems

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.

It seems that my father is expecting a dream of mine.

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.

The little tree that has grown up at the moment wants to say to his father:

You will always be my big tree

Chapter Three: Appreciation of Father's Ode Poems

To my father.

They say it's the wind.

Can blow rocks 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

Chapter Four: Appreciation of Father's Ode Poems

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 duty or game?

Or just as a film artist.

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

Chapter Five: Appreciation of Father's Ode Poems

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.