Poetry of Father's Day in Kindergarten 1 reverie of Father's Day
Text/grassland gale
I have lived a childhood dream.
You can vaguely smell the refreshing fragrance of the soil.
It was accompanied by the creaking growth and jointing sound of rice seedlings.
Then who is sobbing?
Who left him in the dark?
He raised his face in horror.
It's full of tears and snot.
Years later
On a bumper harvest afternoon
Full ears of rice lie in the sun, shining with attractive Phnom Penh.
It is your hard work.
And traces of farming
In your struggling world
I still remember your firm footsteps.
Once confused
Smells of love and pain.
Smash us to pieces
During the long sewing time
I stumbled along.
You're still answering the phone.
The care that once suffocated me
I know
This is a gap that is difficult to cross.
I want to use my mature hands now
Fill up the sadness that once brought you.
Or, build a bridge that belongs to us.
Each other's hearts
Warm every cold winter
Poetry of Father's Day in Kindergarten 2 Father's Day without Father
Author: Jiangnan Post
Lift up, some trembling hands.
Touch it carefully, Father's Day is close at hand.
I sent a message to my brother saying
However, let's go back and have a look tomorrow.
This is a Father's Day without a father.
My son wants to serve his parents when they are old, but they are gone.
Illness has bent his father's body.
Erase from our hearts
In the corner of the old house, there is a sickle without a handle.
It's already rusty.
However, some memories.
Like a pipe from my father.
As the smoke rises,
At night, I slept in that bed again.
This is the bed where my father slept.
I slept, too. I slept in my childhood dream.
I dreamed again, sitting on my father's shoulder.
I only think gently, and my hand touches the sky.
I don't want to wake up, or hope
Dreams are endless.
Although the sky is always bright.
My dreams always wake up, too.
But I'd rather use
Kerosene lamp half core, look for it.
Father is waiting in the bullpen. Go and listen.
The call of a calf after birth
Oh, Father's Day without a father
How can I sleep well?
On such a night.
I always put my cheek, which is good.
Cold tears
Quietly, enter the dream.
Become my father's familiar expectation.
Kindergarten Father's Day Poetry 3 Father's Eyes
On that day, I gently waved to you.
Pack all your love into your bag.
That day, slide down your back.
Learn to walk like you.
But no longer follow the route you drew.
On that day, you were as silent as water and no longer had the majesty of the past.
That day, I realized your eyes.
I know your concern is like fire, but I never show it.
What time?
I went too far.
But I can't get rid of your thoughts.
Wherever I go,
Your chest is the home I miss.
You are the tracker and I am the boat.
With your traction, I never ran aground.
I am a green vine, and your back is a mountain.
Your arm is always the other side of happiness.
Father's day in kindergarten. Poetry 4 Father's October
Corn skewers are woven vertically.
Enjoy the sweet sunshine
Little sparrows are dancing happily.
Singing on the tail of autumn
The sickle leaned against the corner.
Breathe out the fragrance of soybeans.
Father rocked in the rocking chair.
The face is covered with the halo of the sun.
Blurred eyes and eyelashes
Deep wrinkles
Divide a face into multiple regions.
The soil under the ploughshare is fragrant.
Father's shovel is busy.
The clods were broken and the fields were leveled.
Father said that the land is a child.
Clean him up.
Grow big fruits.
Autumn rain fled to the earth with wheat.
Pieces of pale green malt.
Like green tulle
Gradually become my father's student.
The hope of paving the way
Father's Day Poetry in Kindergarten 5 Dad is old.
We come from the unknown world.
Then grow up in warm arms.
When I first opened my eyes,
Except sunshine and color.
I also met a great person.
Swing your arms and stride forward.
Carry a barbell and an axe.
We call him father.
A god who seems to be omnipotent.
From then on, we are no longer afraid of thunder.
Not afraid of lightning and darkness
Not afraid of storms
Everything depends on it.
As long as he is around.
When we grow up,
This is the same as god. My father retired all the auras.
He is timid, he is melancholy.
He is silent and tolerant.
I'm afraid of thunder and lightning, wind and rain.
I am also afraid of secular chaos and strife.
He was very brave before.
Because we are too weak.
Like a nervous and angry bison.
It will also drive the lion away.
All courage comes from love.
Due to the protection of fragile life
Father, actually, it's just
A wall to keep out the wind and rain
Trees sheltering from the scorching sun.
This is food for three meals a day
Is a powerful traction hand.
This is a lamp and a road sign.
His energy is constantly transmitted to us.
With your eyes, not your skin.
When all this is done.
Father is old.
Poetry of Father's Day in Kindergarten 6 Dad's Rice Bowl
Khaki rice bowl
inside
With decades of blood and sweat.
also
The weight of the whole family
The relentless passage of time
Navan
It's slowly turning yellow.
The edge has also been scratched by years.
one day
Still the same job
Like that
It's light yellow, too.
anxious
It also flows in it.
Bowl bracket
No, this is what the old man looks like.
Happy father's day in kindergarten
Eat this watermelon.
dad
I'll feed it to you
Wipe this face.
dad
Let me help you.
for me
Jia Wei
You always wear stars, Dai Yue.
You are always dusty and unhappy.
Your love
Deep and heavy
my mom and I
It is your heart
The deepest concern
dad
Today is your festival.
Let me speak softly.
father
I love you
Happy holidays
Kindergarten Father's Day Poetry 8 A poem written for my father.
You slow down your wrinkled forehead and let me know what responsibility is.
Your wrinkled hands tell me what happiness looks like.
Your backpack lets me know what love feels like.
In fact, responsibility is to give a person a lifelong obligation.
The appearance of happiness is to watch the children you cultivate grow up.
The feeling of love is the determination to give everything for him.
However, it took you a lifetime to get the answers to these questions.
It takes a lot of regrets to understand.
I wonder what my understanding of being late can bring you.
But I just want to get rid of you before time takes you away completely.
Spend a safe night with you
Just like you used to learn to walk with your hands.
More love.
More of a responsibility.
If there is no love, why so tired?
If there is no responsibility, why pay so much?
I always think it's too simple to describe you as great.
But your efforts have brought me healthy growth.
Your love is incomparable.
But it touched me deeply.
Your wrinkled forehead brings me good health.
Your wrinkled hands have saved me a lot of detours.
Your support has given me a promising future.
I know I can't pay back these things at once.
But I just want to be with you gently
Let's go to see the beautiful morning light.
Enjoy the intoxicated sunset together.
Just like when I was a child, you sheltered me from the wind and rain.
I will never forget that photo.
Because it is the most beautiful memory in life.
May all fathers in the world be happy and healthy.