dad
Be exhausted all one's life
You only have one belief.
Seek happiness for children
This is thanks to your efforts.
Family harmony and happiness
Life is getting better every day.
perhaps
In this world, only mother is good.
Not many people called for this.
because
undeniably
Dad's love for family.
No less than mom.
In the real world,
Dad is the source of family income.
He silently supported the whole family.
Without complaint
In the mind of the father of the world
Nothing
More important than relying on his home.
therefore
As a father
He is doomed to failure.
For the comfort and happiness of the family.
Work hard all your life
What a respectable and great father.
There is no love in the world.
More selfless than fatherly love
Father's Day is here.
Express your sincere love to our father.
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.
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.
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
Father and mother
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
To my father.
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's hard to change.
Incite the whole family
The weight of a lifetime
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.
Sacrifice to one's father
1 3, the fifth anniversary of Chen Geng's father's death, he held a memorial ceremony at home, feeling in his arms, so he wrote:
The incense column is clear and the heart is sad; Cigarettes are around, and it's hard to say. People have been going to Xi for five years; My mind is like a thousand years. Fang Sizhi, it is difficult to ban; I thought about it at first, but I didn't want to cry. Shout, don't listen; Cry, but don't listen Recalling the past, I once stepped on the moon shadow; When I thought about it, it was dawn. Stepping on the moon, Tian He is already Mu Juanjuan; It is dawn, and the skirt is still covered with frost. Used to hard work, busy all day; Simple and honest, life is safe and rare. Sorry, I have never left the countryside in my life; Alas, it's hard to break down from overwork. In the moonlight, the family talked and laughed; When you are alive, you often teach and never forget. The most unforgettable thing is the groan of the stomach in the hospital bed; What a pity! My brother died after a sleep. Since then, I have been different, whispering; Heaven and earth are dim, and we meet in our dreams. Alas, it hurts, and a little tear sinks into the river. Sadly, voice calls spread over nine days.
father
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
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.
Dad, you have worked hard.
Your strong shoulders
How many days have you carried it?
Your tolerant chest
Let me learn what is integrity and kindness.
ah ......
Your kind eyes
How many years have you grown up with me?
I'm proud of you.
Always maintained the most natural appearance.
ah .....
Two Wan Li away from home.
Feel the fresh excitement
Then I finally realized
Family comes first in the world.
Dad, you have worked hard.
Can you forgive the child's unfilial behavior?
I haven't been with you for so many years
Chat together and go home
Give you a gray hair
Dad, you have worked hard.
Can you ignore the carelessness of children?
I haven't been able to hold you back for so many years.
Watch the sea leisurely together.
Gently beat your back for you.
The world can't be bigger than your smile.
I will always be a small burden in your heart.
ah .....
mother
Eternal mother
When I first opened my newborn eyes.
The first thing I saw was the incomparable holiness of my mother.
Love eyes and tears of joy-
Staring at you without blinking an eye.
Your hazy and ignorant heart beats instinctively
But I can't express my feelings, just dancing around.
I am so anxious that you can't help crying loudly.
After many days and nights of cultivation
Sit up straight at last, your little body.
After adjusting EQ and IQ
Never wait, shout out life.
The most precious first sound-mom
This is the most touching original moral.
No matter how many languages there are in the world.
Only this cry is absolutely the same.
No music, no poetry.
It can be more touching than this.
A traveler's song
The mountains are unwilling to send away the sunset.
Affectionate sailors are unwilling to sail.
Hope is calling.
The outside world is my paradise,
A free heart is flying.
Mom, do you care about me?
Mother looked at me anxiously.
Mom, do you want my life to be more exciting?
Mother looked at me with relief.
Listen to the train, the flute ...
Holding hands tightly through the window.
Ah, mom.
Shu Ting
Your pale fingertips touch my temple,
I can't help acting like a child.
Hold on to your skirt.
Ah, mom,
In order to keep your aging figure,
Although the morning light cuts dreams into smoke,
I still dare not open my eyes for a long time.
I still cherish that bright red scarf,
Afraid that cleaning will make it
Lose your unique warmth.
Ah, mom,
Isn't the running water of the years just as ruthless?
I'm afraid my memory will disappear,
How dare I open its screen easily?
I cried out to you for a thorn,
Now that I'm wearing a police uniform, I dare not,
I dare not moan.
Ah, mom,
I often look up at your photos sadly,
Even if the call can penetrate the loess,
How dare I disturb your sleep?
I dare not show the gift of love like this,
Although I have written many songs.
For flowers, for the sea, for the dawn.
Ah, mom,
My sweet, soft and deep memory,
Not rapids, not waterfalls,
It is an ancient well that can't sing among flowers and trees.
1975.8?
Note: Selected from Shu Ting's Poems (People's Literature Publishing House, 1994).
Mom, for a long time
I just want to write a poem for you.
But I wrote it many times.
I haven't written it yet
Mom, I wrote this poem for you.
I don't know how to start.
I don't know how to end it.
I don't know what to write.
It's like slapping you hard when you were a child.
I don't know whether to accept it bravely.
Or should I choose to escape?
Mom, I thought of you again tonight.
I decided to write a poem for you.
Even if it's not well written
Even if you are far from home.
Never read ...