Thanks to my father.
Author: Yu Jian
December of the year
Your pipe is full of poppies.
A warm family does not divorce.
Mind your own business, don't borrow money, don't laugh loudly
Quiet is cleaner than the ward.
The virtue of ancestors is as smooth as stone.
Never shed blood in the torrent of the century
The pattern is getting simpler and simpler.
As a father, you brought back bread and salt.
You sit in the middle of a long black table.
That is the position of professors and editorials belonging to the emperor.
The son tied to both sides is not a negotiator.
It's the golden buttons that make you shine.
You touched us with your loving eyes.
Like a stomach, gentle and persistent.
Let people learn to be human day by day.
You often had stomachache in your early years.
When you are attacked, your son will become a beetle.
I've never seen your back.
I didn't read your file until I was an adult.
Initiative, hard-working, enthusiastic, sincere and approachable.
Respect leaders and never leave early without reason.
Once you told me that I liked football when I was young.
Especially the two steps of dancing.
I am surprised that you are talking about a seal.
I knew you were a good man since I was a child.
There are more bad people than good people in the street.
When these pagans were captured and exiled, they never came back
You came out of the park and became the groom.
You became a father in 1957.
How hard it is for you to be a good father.
Confess and expose secret reports
After doing this, you will get off work with your wallet in your hand.
I can't sleep at night. I've been listening.
You get up quietly, check your son's diary and talk in your sleep.
As serious as the Gestapo
Your own tiger worries you.
If a boy speaks disrespectfully, it will implicate Jiuzu.
You queue up to buy coal at night and change a certain amount of oil into milk powder.
You go to Shanghai to explore and it's dusty. You buy clothes and shoes.
Do you know the headmaster, the driver and the doorman?
Wily, flexible and smooth as a stone.
In this way, in the dark ages, in the turmoil.
You raised me and got my ID card.
It's not easy to grow up, dad
I'm an adult like you.
Diligent, simple and spotless.
The boy was born with a suspicious appearance and a bad personality.
Maybe you will lose courage or die of encephalitis.
Maybe you will run a red light, break your leg and become disabled.
Maybe he was lured by the bad guys and finally sentenced to reform through labor.
Maybe drinking, fighting, gambling, taking drugs and getting AIDS
Dad, I've never done anything like this. I didn't kill myself.
Parents are not far away, study hard and make progress every day.
Go to bed and wash clothes at 9: 30 on Sunday.
The boy passed the marriage examination at the age of 28.
Three bedrooms, a living room, parents in the classroom, children around their knees.
The family is warm as spring around the round table.
It's not easy, my white-haired father
I want to be a father for my father.
Author: Liang Yun
Father is old.
Standing there
It's like a little sinking of the foundation.
earthen wall
I rushed back to my hometown on National Day.
Father mingled with the children at the head of the village.
Stubbornly waiting for me
My father's attitude towards me is becoming more and more like a child.
I talk to my father.
Father always nods.
I can't understand what I mean at the moment.
Open your mouth and giggle at me
I went home with my father.
All the people in the alley looked at us with their necks twisted.
a little while
Suddenly want to be dad's dad.
Buy him the best toys.
Cook a meal and invite him to eat every day.
For him to go to school and study abroad.
If someone bullies him
I don't care.
Non-rolled sleeves
Beat the dog for a day.
I only think so much, and time is limited, so I won't write about appreciation first. I hope this answer is helpful to you.