Modern Poetry of Father's Back 1 Father's Back
Getting lighter and lighter
A winding mountain road
Work back and forth
a violent gust of wind
You can blow away the years
Father is back.
Only the cool sunset
Put in a few words
As a long speech
Father is back.
Collapse at one blow
The air is heavy.
Grass by the roadside
When I hear the shadow, I breathe like an ox.
Father is back.
Buried in the ground for years
When I look far away.
The maple leaves in the village have fallen.
The heat of leaves
Maybe as warm as spring.
Father is back.
Slowly disperse
I collected all my memories.
In this field
Modern Poetry of Father's Back Part II When the first cock crow resounded through the silent countryside.
The east shows a little fish-belly white.
A red sun rises in Ran Ran.
A country that slept soundly all night/woke up from a deep sleep
Father is carrying a hoe/facing the morning sun
Set out for the field of hope
Chen Xizhong
Father came back/it was dawn.
Give me the light of hope
It is the rising sun.
Bring me infinite warmth.
When the last sunset shines on the old house/a Polaris appears in the west/dusk comes.
A crescent moon hangs high in the deep night sky.
It's already full of stars
Father is carrying a hoe.
Go to work before dawn and go home when the moon comes out-work before dawn until dark.
Back to the old house
At night
Father is back.
This is a bright star.
Tell me the way forward.
This is the bright moon.
Soothes the pain of my lovesickness
Father is back.
The process of struggle
Father is back.
selfless dedication
Father is back.
Concern for love
Father is back.
The direction I'm going
Father is back.
My motivation to move forward
Father is back.
I make unremitting efforts.
unforgettable
Father is back.
Will always grow with me
Father's Back 3 Modern Poetry of Your Young Back
Makes me feel kind.
Your stalwart back
Makes me feel safe.
Your mature back
That's a hint.
Your old back
Fill my heart with gratitude
Your bent back
It always brings tears to my eyes.
My affectionate call
Father, you have devoted yourself to your children.
The Back of Father's Modern Poem 4 "The Back of Father"
Getting lighter and lighter
A winding mountain road
Work back and forth
a violent gust of wind
You can blow away the years
Father is back.
Only the cool sunset
Put in a few words
As a long speech
Father is back.
Collapse at one blow
The air is heavy.
Grass by the roadside
When I hear the shadow, I breathe like an ox.
Father is back.
Buried in the ground for years
When I look far away.
The maple leaves in the village have fallen.
The heat of leaves
Maybe as warm as spring.
Father is back.
Slowly disperse
I collected all my memories.
In this field
Father's Back, Chapter 5 of Modern Poetry, Father's Back, He Yueping
Father is gone.
Leave me with a back.
It is the back of hemp fiber in the wind and rain.
It's Dai Li's hat back under the scorching sun.
It's the hoe back on the ridge.
It's the fading back of Chaishan.
This is a unique figure in his later years.
Father is back.
Build me a dome.
Father is back.
Building a pillar of the family
Father is back.
This is a greenhouse in winter.
It's the shade in summer.
This is the taste of rice in the pot.
It's Chun Yan under the eaves
This is a rough handrail.
Father is gone.
That heavy back
Still stained with dew
Still filled with fragrant rice.
With the sunshine.
Still showing goodwill
Father's Back 6 Father's Modern Poems
look at you
Gray hair, rickety back
Fade away in the rain that sent me.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
In last night's dream.
You touched my hand.
Be covered with calluses
That rude feeling
Since then, I have lived in my mind.
Will appear in foreign countries
In every night's dream
Your vicissitudes of life face
Years have taken away the face of youth.
Deep wrinkles on the forehead
Just like Qian Shan's valleys on the Loess Plateau in my hometown.
Occupy your vitality.
Grow up from a son
What you have suffered.
I know
Never said anything comforting to you.
But I never lost my love for my son.
A fatherly heart
I am
A wanderer who wanders far away
Every time I walk out of a familiar house,
You stumble when you walk.
You've been walking me out of the house for a long time.
Watch me get on that suburban car.
Gradually disappear
But you
Stand where you are and look around.
Until it's out of sight.
His son disappeared in the distance.
faraway place
foreign country
This is a helpless place.
Too much loneliness.
There is too much bitterness.
There is too much helplessness.
For the sake of family livelihood
I can't leave my warm home.
Leave the person you love.
To pursue the life you want.
father
But with a lifetime of love and affection.
In a foreign country
I'll do it a thousand times
Miss your silence
Your disappointment
Your smiling face
And the infinite yearning for the wandering son.
Tonight.
I expressed my concern to the moon.
Into the breeze.
Give it to my father. He's old. He's over sixty.
Did you get it?
A wanderer who wanders far away
Deep concern for you
Bless health and longevity forever.
The modern poem of father's back 7 You walked through the storm.
Stumbling steps never retreat.
I'd rather have muddy feet.
I hope my shoulders are covered with dust.
Your smile is my strong attachment.
You've been through so many years.
How can spring flowers and autumn moons be heartless?
Your face has never aged.
The tall and straight figure is still unforgettable.
Continue my desire.
You walked through my heart.
You have always been my most beautiful miracle.
Gave me love and everything.
How I want to be near you.
Snuggle in your lonely arms
You walked in front of my eyes.
Long-term love has taken me to heart.
Take me through Qian Shan.
You turn suffering and glory into wine.
Drunk to death.
You passed my words.
How can words touch your pain and joy?
Can you draw your legend with ink?
You are a piece of Wang Yang.
Falling into my world.