In everyday life, you must have seen classic poems. Poetry is a literary genre that expresses feelings and wishes. Then the question is, what kind of poetry is classic? The following are the poems I recited for Father's Day in kindergarten (selected 15) for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.
Reading the poem "My Old Father" on Father's Day in kindergarten 1
Think about your back.
I find it very difficult.
Touch your hand
I feel difficult.
Unconsciously, your sideburns have grown white hair.
Quietly, you have wrinkles around your eyes.
My old father
My favorite man.
There are ten points in the sweetness of the world, and you only tasted three points.
As your child, I haven't done enough in my life.
Please be my father in the next life.
Listen to you.
I took over my confidence.
Look into your eyes
I saw love.
Young and old, you hold filial piety in your hand.
No matter how hard and tired, everyone has a warm face.
My old father
My favorite man.
There are three points in the bitterness of life, but you eat ten points.
As your child, I haven't done enough in my life.
Please be my father in the next life.
My old father
My favorite man.
There are three points in the bitterness of life, but you eat ten points.
As your child, I haven't done enough in my life.
I'll prove it to you. You will be my father in the next life.
My old father
Reciting Poem 2 "Thank you" on Father's Day in Kindergarten
Thank you.
Raised my golden childhood.
When did you forget the story you told me?
When did you miss your silent gaze?
Forgive me.
I will never give you a hug when I grow up.
You are proud of me.
I have never been proud of you.
You are too generous.
This is my eternal shame.
Look up at a mountain and look down at a river.
The mountain is called Father Mountain and the river is called Mother River.
Shanlin's father's hand
Qiu Lai sends wild fruits in summer.
Mother's songs flow in the river, gentle and beautiful.
Sing to me every year,
Father Mountain, Mother River
The mountains are majestic and the rivers are clear.
Raised several generations of children.
Moisturize the good life on earth.
Pre-school Father's Day Recitation Poetry 3 "My Dad"
At noon that day,
He said, a dragonfly flew over our house.
That day, the sun was setting,
He said there was one last flower in the west wing.
Let go of the fetters of clay pots,
He said, tired.
In the hospital bed in the first room,
Flowers filled his stubble.
Touch the delicate core,
He said, you can't give up.
He is our father.
He leaned his head against the wall and said that wind and cold would damage flowers.
He looked up at the sky and longed for the sunshine to produce wonderful flowers.
He worked hard until late at night, listening to the flowers.
He paints skillfully, but he laughs at my graffiti.
A touch of morning glow flew into the sky.
Gorgeous rosy clouds can not dye his white hair.
That flower doesn't bloom well.
He said it was already luxurious.
Peach blossoms and willows are green, and the news of spring is late.
The cicadas on the branches gave me a boring summer.
Sparse trees and heavy clouds cover me in autumn.
In the cold winter, I am still under your wings.
God, it collapsed in an instant.
Paper flies over the yellow sand that covers the sun.
Crows in the Song Dynasty stopped on coffins.
His calloused hands,
With flowers in his hand.
It's windy, so he blocks the sand for me.
It is raining. He took me to see the sunset in Jiangnan.
It is dark at night, he said. Don't be afraid.
The festival is coming, he said, go home quickly!
But where are you now?
My dad!
Pre-school Father's Day Recitation Poetry 4 "Grateful Life"
I was unwilling to accept good words before.
Never know if I should care.
I have been complaining in my heart.
Bind my freedom
It turns out that this road is full of gaps.
Not really.
Father always has no complaints.
Drive away the countercurrent
I wish I could recall everything now.
I have seen through yesterday's love.
However, the return is never enough.
There is no end to my dedication.
No matter how hard it is.
There is no end to my dedication.
Laughing leisurely, talking about happiness and sadness.
There is no end to my dedication.
It won't leak if it's far apart.
There is no end to my dedication.
How can I repay you even if I spend my whole life?
Why don't you rebel and take a step back?
Why go far?
Misunderstandings are always unintentional.
It is even worse.
Pre-school father's day recitation poem 5 "father"
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
Reading Poem 6 "Father" on Father's Day in Kindergarten
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
Pre-school Father's Day Recitation Poetry 7 "Father's Love"
It is said that wind energy splits rocks.
It is said that rain will rust steel.
It is said that time can bend your spine.
Only your will is indomitable and unchangeable.
Provoke the burden of family life.
What is it that challenges the limits of human beings and makes the thin flesh bear a thousand pounds of steel?
Is to let the children escape from the father's love.
What makes the father's back bent by the hardships of life, but straightens the child's back?
Talking about children's commitment is fatherly love.
What makes a serious father smile at a letter and a short message?
It is a father's love for children who work thousands of miles away.
What made my father take out the treasured old wine at the New Year's Eve dinner?
It is a father's love to be reunited with his children.
Reading Poem 8 "Father" on Father's Day in Kindergarten
You bury the seeds in the soil.
You can harvest wheat waves and sorghum red.
But when we buried you underground,
What I get is endless sadness.
Father, today is your Qingming Festival.
We work by your side.
Tell us how to sow.
Let your world be full of moon and wind.
Pre-school Father's Day Recitation Poetry 9 "Father"
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 the tenderness of your hand touching my face.
How many times has your strong body fallen because of us?
My eyes were captured by tears again.
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
Hazy time
You are a big mountain.
Sit on your shoulder
Can always see far, far away.
Be rational
You are a stubborn bent pine tree.
Only then did I find out.
My weight is too heavy, too heavy.
But now
You are a profound poem.
My son reads silently.
Will firmly remember the truth of reading.
It's Father's Day again,
I would like to offer my most sincere thoughts and wishes to my father:
Dad, happy Dragon Boat Festival and Happy Father's Day.
Have fun all day.
Pre-school Father's Day Reading Poetry 10 "Father's Back"
It's the sparse hair.
Silver snow line
That light blue shirt.
Yellowing complexion
Rough hand
Gazing eyes
Did you give up? Is it desire?
Father is back.
Often like a light.
Stick it in my eye.
Those big hands
This is a knife wound.
Father is back.
Often like bees.
Sleeping in my dream
Familiar and strange
Like a wild goose in the distance
Never stop
Leave me alone.
Lonely as a tree
Looking at the sky
Preschool Father's Day Recitation Poetry 1 1 "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?
I still remember the gentleness of your hand touching my face after doing farm work all your life.
How many times has your strong body 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.
Pre-school Father's Day Recitation Poetry 12 "Father's Love is Like a Song"
Dear father
Are you okay?
Unconsciously, it's Father's Day again.
Is the quiet life as usual?
You must pay attention to your health.
Don't be too tired when you are old.
Now the children are doing very well.
Please don't worry about me.
In your heart
Although the child is still a little doll.
Children also learn to take care of themselves.
Father loves like a song.
Remember when I was a kid?
You take your children fishing.
The children remember it vividly.
Remember that time?
My children want you to teach me how to play with wooden guns.
Up to now, my child has kept your small wooden gun. ...
Children always want to be the same as before.
Snuggle under your knees.
Dreaming of the starry sky tomorrow
How I wish I would never grow up.
Indulge in the arms of love
at that time
You always hide your elusive fish and wait for your children to come back.
Father's love is as vivid as a mountain
I like warm sunshine.
Like a vast sea.
Surround the children among them.
Whether it's childhood laughter
Growth in youth
Or step into society?
Even being a mother and a father.
Your concern and blessing are with your children.
No matter what the children do
You did everything you could for your children.
The wrinkles on your forehead sealed your yesterday.
Fahua in the temple witnessed your dream.
Deep water is silent and affectionate.
No matter how gorgeous the words are in front of you
Is so pale and powerless.
Congratulations to all male fathers for a happy holiday!
Preschool Father's Day Poetry Reading 13 "Behind Father"
By an oil lamp
Like the aperture of a firefly.
Tie an old graphic
There is a totem embroidered under the needle tip
Dedicated to flying life in the dark.
Father's snoring in the middle of the night
Respond to ardent dreams.
Under the traction of the mountain wind
I'm tired of revisiting the fields.
Perched in the mother's sight
Dawn stir-fried from the iron pot.
The delicious food witnessed the passing of time.
The emotion of baking is integrated into the details of life.
In the child's sleep.
Father went out again with a burden on his shoulder.
The kindergarten recited the poem "Bury Love in My Heart" on Father's Day 14.
Negligently
father
I became a father, too
We have a festival in June.
You are not familiar with it.
Let me propose a toast to you.
3255 degrees
I'm here in the mountain city
You are in a mountain village.
According to your temper
Blessing is speechless.
For example, you fly around with a bullwhip.
A whoosh
We drank this glass of wine.
Fuck you, father
Let alcohol burn in our blood.
It's like you put seven children
It hurts like an adult.
Fuck you, father
Let's maintain your quality.
Bury love in your heart
in life
brief and clear
Calm; calm
Pre-school Father's Day Reading Poetry 15 "Father is Old"
Father is old.
It is no longer the rising sun in Ran Ran.
He is being swept by the horizon.
Cut off the light bit by bit.
Father is old.
But by his wife's courtiers
Gradually become an emperor
The emperor's life has a lot of fun.
Take a shower, someone prepares clothes and scratches his back.
Writing and drawing, someone shakes the fan and pours ink.
Three meals a day vegetables and fruits.
Autumn wind and autumn rain were covered and added.
A slightly younger wife
Often referred to as the "nagging king"
There were also some in the emperor's time
The story of old sesame rotten millet
Said that when he was young
Give play to your skills as a student cadre.
Caught up with the girl in the city
From this time on.
Then duckweed has never left the rice seedling.
His acting career is booming.
Home was sung by him.
he said
What are the stars and the sun proud of?
An orange oil lamp waiting for his return at night.