Father's poem (1) Dad, I love you. Dad's love is like a mountain.
When I encounter setbacks,
I can rely on it.
Dad's love is like a warm big hand.
Touch my head gently,
When I'm in trouble,
Give me strength and confidence.
Dad's love is like the earth,
When I do something wrong,
Dad will educate me patiently.
Dad's love is like a big tree,
When I was caught in a storm,
Protect me from wind and rain.
With dad's love,
I can grow up healthily and happily,
Dear dad, I love you!
My father's poem (2) I will never forget my father's love when I opened my little eyes slightly.
You're standing right in front of me
Tall body, strong arms
Hold me gently in your arms.
The first sound was tears of joy.
Father's love is like a mountain in his heart.
Not everyone can feel that.
When I was young,
You pulled me with that big rough hand.
In the rhythm of life
Leave one, one is very shallow.
Small footprints that will never be erased.
You were there to teach me.
Let me treat every plant and tree of life sincerely.
When I was growing up here,
Have a strong body
But you gave in.
Without the youth of the past
Wrinkles crawl all over your body.
But you still use a firm tone
Continue to encourage me to keep moving forward ...
But my insignificant concern
Often can't make up for your past support.
Like a man, like you.
Have a sense of responsibility for the world
More sincere love.
That's what you think is the best return.
I will never forget it again.
I can't forget it, I can't forget it.
Every word of your advice
I will never forget it again.
You're always in my heart.-Dad.
Father's Poem (3) Father loves the silent days in June, and the passionate sun rises.
One day in June is full of rosy clouds to celebrate this festival.
One day in June, grateful flowers bloom.
One day in June, * * * gathered hardworking and lovely dads.
Let's wish all fathers in the world a happy holiday.
Let the wheel of time run over the thin body back and forth.
Let the burden of life press tightly on the scarred shoulders.
You have no regrets, and as always, you silently persist in walking on the bumpy road.
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.
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.
Why are the years so hasty?
It's your inner support.
Countless tragic days
You gave it to me.
Silent teaching theory
You are persistent forever.
for me
Open up the road of life
Ah, father
I was released by you.
Sail of hope
And you, that's it.
The river that carries my life
Father's Poems (4) Father-I will always miss him and watch him go away.
Tears blurred my vision.
Gazing at his thin shoulders.
I saw the hardships of the past years.
Touch his calloused hand.
I felt the bitterness along the way.
He was innocent all his life.
But there is no dazzling aura.
He has the courage to associate with people.
Is to face the sky calmly.
He has been busy all his life.
I just want to have no regrets.
He has no strong body.
But it supports a blue sky.
He has no broad shoulders.
But it carries so much human suffering.
He doesn't have a giant finger.
But painted a happy picture for me.
He ran in the wind and rain.
But you protect your home with love.
He sailed in an ocean of suffering.
But it's sweet for us.
He crawled in the desert.
Leave a green patch.
He is my spiritual pillar.
He is my happy harbor.
He is a lamp in the dark.
He is the warmth of winter.
He is an oasis in the desert.
He is a clear spring in the sea of suffering.
He is my father.
He is my eternal miss.
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