If you are poor, you will carry your roots, so you will be very tired. The illness was terrible, so I did not hesitate to call my parents. It is a pity that Qu Ping went straight on the right path, exhausted his loyalty and wisdom, and served the monarch.
Believe and see doubt, be loyal and slander, can you have no complaints? Qu's masterpiece Li Sao is full of self-reproach, the national style is lewd but not lewd, and Xiaoya is full of blame but not chaos. If you write Li Sao, it can be said that it is both.
Said Di Ku, the next Qi Huan, soup, martial arts, stab the world. The morality of the Ming Dynasty is broad and respected, and it is consistent to control chaos.
His words are implicit, his ambition is clean, and his actions are mean. As the saying goes, a small article has a big meaning, and it has a far-reaching impact.
Its ambition is pure, so it is called fragrant; It is cheap, so it is not allowed to die. From discharging mud, cicada sloughing in filth and removing floating dust, it is not loved by the world, and it is turbid without me.
Push this ambition, although it is as glorious as the sun and the moon.
2. Praise my father's ancient poems, mourn my parents and give 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.
[Northern and Southern Dynasties] Yan Zhitui had no virtuous father and brother in his life, and no 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.
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3. (Thanks) Father Thanks in Classical Chinese Whenever Tomb-Sweeping Day comes, I will think of my respectable and lovely father. It has been six years since he left us. At this time, I will go to worship him a few days in advance, add some shovel to his grave, chat with him, report peace, and reassure my father under the grave. My father is a medical worker. Although he didn't do anything vigorous and earth-shattering in his life, he is the most respected person in Fiona Fang.
I remember my father's last visit was on a dark rainy night. A Kazakh child in a neighboring village accidentally drank pesticides. This village is more than 30 kilometers away from the county seat, and the traffic is very inconvenient. It must be too late to send it to the county hospital. The victim's family is very difficult. At that time, even a hundred dollars could not be raised, and the family could only cry around the convulsive child. A young man invited his father and said that his father was a bodhisattva. So, someone volunteered to ride a motorcycle to pick up his father. At that time, my father was old, suffering from lung cancer and recuperating at home. He hasn't seen a doctor for more than half a year. It is said that a five-year-old boy drank pesticides by mistake. In spite of his mother's stop, he got on the motorcycle without wearing a raincoat.
Unexpectedly, it was dark and the road was slippery. The young man rode his motorcycle too fast and had an accident on the way. His father was kicked out and broke his left leg. My seventy-year-old father fainted at that time. It was a young man who met his father. He was scared out of his wits. Fortunately, the second group of people sent by the victim's family arrived, and they discussed how to send his father to the county hospital. At this time, the awakened father endured severe pain and asked the men to carry him to the child's house in time to see the child first. Seeing that the child was saved, the father was admitted to the hospital.
During his stay in hospital, the victim visited his father in the hospital many times.
And put forward that the hospitalization expenses should be borne by them, but they were politely declined by their father, and even one hundred eggs were returned. At that time, we didn't understand my father and thought that my father was senile and not worth it! If there is no charge for a visit, forget it. Why are you so kind? Besides, my father's hospitalization is not at public expense. Father smiled and said, "His family is really in trouble. Let alone asking them to pay 2000 yuan, even if it is 200 yuan, it may not be possible to borrow it. What happened that night was just an accident. Don't force others to do it You are still young, and you have a long way to go. No matter what happens, you must think about it from the other side's position, so that you can live up to your conscience. "
My father's words are not brave words, but I feel deeply. His principle of dealing with people has been inexhaustible in my life.
4. Pay tribute to my father. Pay tribute to your father. Dad was exhausted all his life. Your belief is only to seek happiness for his children. It is because of your efforts that the family is harmonious and happy, and the days are getting better and better. Maybe only my mother is better in the world. Not many people are appealing, because there is no denying that my father is no less devoted to his family than my mother. In the real society, father is the source of family income. He silently supported the whole family. Complaining is nothing more important than relying on family in the eyes of the father in the world, so as a father, he is destined to work hard for the comfort and happiness of his family all his life. What a respectable and great father! There is no more selfless love in the world than fatherly love. It's time to express our sincere love to our father on Father's Day. When my father is hazy, my father is a mountain. Sitting on his shoulders, I can always see the distance. Far away, when I was sensible, my father was a stubborn bent pine, only to find that my weight was so heavy. So heavy and now, father, you are a deep poem. Your son silently reads tears and gently sheds his father's blue sky, a dark and mysterious mountain, a quiet and deep vast land, a vibrant opportunity, and how harmonious all creatures are with nature. The field ridge in Tanaka is a beautiful staff, the grains dancing in the wind are jumping notes, and the Jiuqu Mountain Road is the string of heaven and earth, which was pulled out by the light footsteps of parents, but it is the swan song of life. Sweat runs in the canal dug by years, stirring the waves of development, and the blue veins are the Great Wall built by strength. The spirit of Gong Yu moving mountains extends from here, and the moonlight moistens this quiet night. The running water in front of the house took away all the fatigue. I feel calm in snoring and white hair in the mirror. Father's Day is coming, Father's Day is coming, but my father never knows it, just as he never knows he is tired. How many times have you missed our dinner? How many times have you quietly left my dream and remembered the tenderness of your hands touching my face after doing farm work all your life? How many times have your strong body fallen because of us, father! Suddenly I smelled a thick smell of loess. No, that's a strong manly smell coming from you. My eyes are captured by tears again, father! Your blood is in my veins, father! It is Father's Day again. You received my blessing again. Modern Poetry: Praise your father's autumn father. Oh, who blew the long flute in autumn, and let the mature corn give out continuous cheers? Your rough lips and calloused hands. I saw them stir up the rhyme and mature melody of autumn and make this autumn intoxicated. At this moment, my father, I saw you drink the mellow fragrance of autumn. You left with an excited expression. Into the endless cornfields, father. Oh, those plump corn cobs, they are laughing and jumping, beating your strong limbs and beating your chest like a rock. Your dark skin caresses the fruits everywhere happily, your heart and excitement rattle the joints all autumn, and the surge of effort and strength is intoxicating. You dance, cut off a happy day, my father, oh, me. I see your tears more clearly, and your shining plough embeds your salty language in the black land. You grabbed a handful of loose soil with your strong fingers, and they clung to your flesh. So my father, I saw that you immediately became a tall and strong corn tree, and your roots extending in all directions were deeply rooted in the fertile soil of Liaodong. Your leaves are green and bright in the sunshine smile, my father, oh, you make the whole autumn full of sunshine. The wonderful colors of your children and grandchildren have matured quietly among your branches and leaves, in your drunken songs and in your powerful skins. They proudly express their rich and mellow honey and feed Liaodong children fully and powerfully. We are like those giant corn cobs, swaying in the cool autumn carols. Father, autumn is so sweet. I know you will jump at the mud under your feet with open arms, Dad. In the future, I will find that your back is more beautiful, your soul is beating on corn leaves, your body is feeding more boundless corn, and my ode will be branded deeper in Liaodong, just like your soul will eventually become a mature corn cob hanging under the eaves of every household, my father. Oh, so I see you-you are very full in the eyes of all of you, dazzling like treasures.
5. Praise my father's five-character quatrain poem "Poem in Praise of Father's Love"
Father's love is a crutch, which makes us fall less in life.
Fatherly love is a good word, let's make a correct judgment.
Father's love is sunshine, which makes us grow up healthily.
Father's love is music, which makes us live happily.
Father's love is a candle, silently dedicating itself to us.
Father's love is like an umbrella, sheltering you from the wind and rain;
Father loves like rain, washing your soul for you;
Father's love is like a road, accompanying you through your life.
When you are afraid, fatherly love is a stepping stone;
When it is dark, father's love is a lamp;
When tired, father's love is a bay of life water;
When working hard, fatherly love is the spiritual pillar;
When successful, fatherly love is encouragement and vigilance.
As a man's life, he is both a son and a father. The first half of a son is the shadow of his father, and the second half of his father is the shadow of his son.
6. What classical Chinese texts mourn the memory of his father in those days? The first marriage of Zhou Hexie, Fu Chunqiu and Xiao Qiao is still unsolved, and he has a successful career. -"Shuidiao Tou and Pang Fuyou"
Confucius pointed out to his son and said, "This is the fruit of your family." -"The Son of a Boy"
This alone is lame. Father and son protect each other. An old frontiersman loses his horse—a blessing in disguise
That night, as expected, a lot of property was lost. The family was very grateful to Zi Cong, but they suspected that the theft was the old man's next step. -"Naoko suspects neighbors"
Fiona Fang said: "Duke Zhou and Confucius came from different worlds. They walked around like Wan Li. Duke Zhou does not learn from Confucius, and Confucius does not learn from Duke Zhou. " -"Chen Yuanfang Waiting for Yuan Gong"
Original text:
1. Shuidiao Tou and Pang Zhang Xiaoxiang
Snow washes dust, and wind leaves Chu Yun. Who wrote the tragic story and blew the horn of the ancient city building? The lake and the sea are full of heroism, so you can light candles to see Wu Gou. Leaving the place where you like to burn rhinoceros, the waves are floating all over the sky. I remember that year, Zhou and Xie, rich in the Spring and Autumn Period, Xiao Qiao's first marriage, and the sachet was still unsolved, which made him swim well. The sunset at the rock head of Chibi and the grass beside the Feishui Bridge are so mysterious that people are worried. I will go with the wind and swear to flow.
2. Son of Yang.
Liang's son is nine years old and very clever. Junping Kong thought of his father, but when his father was away, he shouted. In order to set fruit, the fruit has bayberry. Confucius pointed out to his son and said, "This is the fruit of your family." The son replied, "I haven't heard that peacock is a master of poultry."
3. A blessing in disguise, Liu An.
He who is near the edge is skilled, and the horse dies for no reason. Everyone hung up, and his father said, "Why isn't this a blessing?" After living for several months, his horse returned to Hu. Everyone congratulated him, and his father said, "Why can't this be a disaster?" The family is rich and good, and the son is easy to ride, but he broke his stomach. Everyone hung up, and his father said, "Why isn't this a blessing?" After living for a year, the Hu people entered the fortress, and the Dingzhuang people played with strings. The man near the fort, the deceased was nineteen. This alone is lame. Father and son protect each other.
Naoko suspects his neighbor Han Fei.
There was a rich man in Song State. Because of the heavy rain, the wall fell down. His son said, "If you don't build it, you must come in." The old man next door said so. That night, as expected, a lot of property was lost. The family was very grateful to Zi Cong, but they suspected that the theft was the old man's next step.
5. Chen Yuanfang is waiting for Yuan Gong and Liu Yiqing.
At the age of eleven, he visited Yuan Shao. "What did you do?" Yuan Gong asked, "Your father, who is the official on the mountain, praised him and what did he do?" Fiona Fang said: "My father is too tall, so he should comfort the strong with virtue;" Give goodwill to the weak, let people do things with ease, and over time, people will respect him more, "Yuan Gong said." Those who go alone are doing this. I don't know if your family is lonely. Is your father lonely? " Fiona Fang said: "Duke Zhou and Confucius came from different worlds. They walked around like Wan Li. Duke Zhou does not learn from Confucius, and Confucius does not learn from Duke Zhou. "
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7. pay tribute to your father with a poem praising him. Dad was exhausted all his life. Your belief is only to seek happiness for his children. Thanks to your efforts, the family is harmonious and happy, and life is getting better and better. Maybe only mom is better in the world, and not many people have appeal, because it is undeniable that dad is no less devoted to his family than mom. In the real society, dad is the source of family income. He silently supported the whole family without any complaints. It is said that in the eyes of the father in the world, nothing is more important than relying on his family, so as a father, he is destined to work hard for a comfortable and happy life for his family. What a respectable and great father! There is no more selfless love in the world than fatherly love. It's time to express our sincere love to our father on Father's Day. When his father is hazy and his father is a mountain, he can always see far from his shoulder. Far away, when I was sensible, my father was a stubborn bent pine, only to find that my weight was so heavy. So heavy and now, father, you are a deep poem. Your son silently reads tears and gently sheds his father's blue sky, a dark and mysterious mountain, a quiet and deep vast land, a vibrant opportunity, and how harmonious all creatures are with nature. The field ridge in Tanaka is a beautiful staff, the grains dancing in the wind are jumping notes, and the Jiuqu Mountain Road is the string of heaven and earth, which was pulled out by the light footsteps of parents, but it is the swan song of life. Sweat runs in the canal dug by years, stirring the waves of development. The 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 feel peace in snoring, and I feel the light of white hair in the mirror. The years when my father was built by wind and rain have profoundly outlined wisdom and life. Father's grace is no longer. There are traces everywhere. Dead leaves and lush grass have long since disappeared. Why are the years in such a hurry? I remember that night, my father took my little hand to see the sunset dyed red by hongyun. My father seems to be expecting a dream of mine. Guiltily, I dare not look directly at the large clouds that my father expected. It seems that my father loves me deeply. I want to cry for joy. When I was a child, my father always said to me: I am a big tree. You are a small tree. Now a grown-up little tree wants to say to his father: You will always be my big tree father, caressing the railings of the city and looking at the fragrant soil of my hometown. I thought of my father who was outside Qian Shan and above the soil. At that time, my father walked in the wind, changing all kinds of weeding postures, holding farm tools close to the soil, loving the soil and kissing us across the fields in March. At that time, my poems were not very rich, and I grew up in the fields. It has been my father's wish for many years to stand on his head and look like him. It has been many years since I left my hometown. A hunchbacked figure is vivid in my mind. I stood in September with a shiny sickle in my hand. I hope to write to my father and tell him that wind can blow away stones, rain can rust steel and time can bend your spine. Only if your will is indomitable and never changes will it arouse the weight of the whole family's life. Father's tenderness is the endgame of water and you for thousands of years. You lured me across the river with years of respect, and I bet you with my youth that your car crossed my defense. My horse pushes your nest step by step. Father played a discordant game of chess, and I can't destroy your moat. You can't break into my crystal palace to pay tribute to my father. /kloc-On October 3rd, I paid homage to my father for five years, and I paid homage at home. Love is in my arms, so I pay tribute to him: the incense column is full of joy 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 sound of the bed in the stomach; 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.
My father's way tells me that the monument erected by my father will be a road sign for progress. This road continues in my life. Ordinary fathers have no carols, no feats, only stories I miss. I will stride forward with brave faith and extend my father's road to a brilliant future. Father's Day is coming again, but my father never knows it, just as he never knows he is tired. Father! How many times have you missed our dinner? How many times have you quietly left my dream and remembered the tenderness of your hands touching my face after doing farm work all your life? How many times have your strong body fallen because of us, father! Suddenly I smelled a thick smell of loess. No, that's a strong manly smell coming from you. My eyes are captured by tears again, father! Your blood is in my veins, father! It is Father's Day again. You received my blessing again. Some modern poems.
8. Praise your father's famous sentence. Praise your father's good sentence ● Father! We can't find a more sacred name for God-(Wordsworth)
One father is better than a hundred teachers (UK)
Making their children respect their ancestors is the main shortcoming of fathers (Bert Rosso)
In the eyes of all young people, what a strict judge father is! (Terence)
Few fathers care about their children, at least most fathers care more about money (chesterfield)
No one really knows his father, but we all have some kind of guess or some kind of trust (Minand)
When criticizing our parents' narrowness, we must not forget their profundity-(Folques)
● The feelings of father and son are completely different: the father loves the son himself, and the son loves the memories of his father (Europe).
For a father, losing his father is not necessarily unfortunate; For a son, not having a son is not necessarily pain (chesterfield)
A father can manage a hundred sons, but a hundred sons can't manage a father-(Europe)
Every generation always rebelled against their parents, but made friends with their grandparents-(Mount Ford)
A father's reputation sometimes doesn't help his son, but it will drown him out: they stand too close to each other, and the shadow inhibits their growth (Ben Jonson)
As long as your father is alive, you will always be young.
● There is no enmity between father and son.
Father loves mountains, father loves wine, father loves tea and father loves fire.
The mountain stops the parents' kindness and diligence, and the mother rice is like a mountain.
Dad's teaching is like a lamp, illuminating my future; Dad's care is like an umbrella, sheltering me from the wind and rain.
Fatherly love is not as considerate as maternal love, and it can be seen everywhere. Usually buried in the bottom of my heart, it will only be revealed at critical moments. His severity sometimes hates iron not to produce, and when you make achievements, he will laugh happily. .
Fatherly love is actually very simple. It is like white wine, spicy and warm, intoxicating; It is like coffee, bitter and mellow, easy to cheer people up; It is like tea, plain and kind, which makes people naturally fresh; Just like a bonfire, it is warm but daunting, and it is easy to get excited.
Father's love is like a mountain, so tall and majestic that I dare not climb it; Father's love is as deep as the sky, which makes me look up and pity and dare not scream; Father's love is like a river, slender and steady, which makes me afraid to set foot in it. Fatherly love is profound, great, pure and unrequited, but it is bitter, incomprehensible, melancholy and unattainable.
Father's love is a crutch, which makes us fall less in life.
Father's love is a vast ocean. Even if I accomplish nothing, it will contain me and bring me into his warm chest.
Father's love is the sun, and I can feel his light even on a cloudy day.
According to the old legend, my mother gave me flesh and blood to grow up, and my father gave me bones to stand on. My father gave me an inspiration, a lesson, a love that I couldn't understand for a while but benefited for life. And this kind of love is my father's life's contribution.
You are a big tree. Spring depends on your fantasy, summer depends on your prosperity, autumn depends on your maturity, and winter depends on your meditation.
Such a person, attached to you for a lifetime, propped up a world with thick arms and guarded a home; His wings protect your healthy growth, because he wants you to have huge arms; His harsh criticism may make you angry, but you always blame yourself behind your back; After your majesty, he is so gentle. This is his father.
A jasmine flower may not have a refreshing fragrance, but it will always make you feel fresh and elegant. Father's love is like this, as quiet as jasmine. No matter where you are, your father's loving eyes will accompany you all your life.
There is a kind of love that is silent and serious, and it is often impossible to tell you in detail at that time. However, it will make you feel more and more delicious in the days to come, and you will never forget it. It's boundless fatherly love.
Even if you are a master of Dan Qing, it is difficult to outline your father's strong backbone: even if you are a master of literature, it is difficult to portray his father's unyielding spirit; Even if all rivers run into the sea, it is hard to hide a father's love for his children!
9. The following touching sentences in the eulogy can be used to describe the death of his father in classical Chinese. The previous description of the feelings of the elders can be omitted and directly enter the mourning feelings of relatives:
My lover's sky is black and my compassion is white.
My father rode a crane with Xiangyun, and the snow fell from the sky to pick up the spirit.
My nephew pointed to the cool blue air, while my grandmother meditated and the white clouds opened.
Heaven is auspicious, so it covers dust with flying snow.
Father goes well and rests in peace. Every year there will be a drink offering at the grave.
With a sigh, tears welled up, and the poor loving mother never came back.
There is no return, tears flow long, and lonely geese are sad and empty.
There are thousands of tears in sorrow, and there are also sorrows in sorrow.
One song, two cries, great pain, never ignore kindness.
A wanderer loves his hometown moon best, and a loving father is the root of his children.
Children are worried for thousands of miles, and fathers are grateful all their lives.
Children are grateful and miss each other unconsciously no matter what.
If you regret not loving your father, you will enjoy family happiness in time.
Love is only in the morning and evening, and the waves are empty to the moon.
There are melons in the world, so it is better to sacrifice flowers at the grave.
Regret, regret and melancholy, sigh and sigh.
Wandering and helpless, Long song can't cry!