Father's Day Thanksgiving Poetry

In study, work and even life, we all know some classic poems. Poetry is a literary genre with a certain rhythm and rhythm, which vividly expresses the author's rich feelings in highly concise language and reflects the social life in a concentrated way. Do you know what kind of poems are good? The following is a Father's Day Thanksgiving poem I compiled for you, hoping to help you.

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

paternal love

Father is a river, flowing with years and telling the vicissitudes of the world;

Father is the sea, holding up the sun and flying the wings of the sky;

Father is a mountain with a strong backbone and the fragrance of earth;

Father's love is like a mountain, deep and powerful, shielding me from the wind and rain;

Father's love is like water, silent and gentle, smoothing my inner wounds;

Father's love is like the sun, warm and brilliant, illuminating the darkest corner of my heart for me;

Father's love is like the moon, ignorant and elegant, which can give me hope even in the most cloudy days.

Father's love is like a song, melodious and heavy, which gives me the motivation to live;

Father's love is like the sea, broad and magnanimous, which contains countless mistakes of mine.

Fatherly love is like a mountain, strong and dependable.

Holding a young hand

Walk in the wind and rain

The aftertaste is sweet and soft.

God's arrangement

If it wasn't for life

Ruthlessly separate kindness from kindness.

Maybe you have something better.

Causal wandering

The last letter

Brave choice

That's great.

Continue the love between father and son

Happiness is planted for children.

Looking forward to the children's future

The way of fatherly love

Accustomed to your advice

That warm harbor

The destination of psychological trauma treatment

cautiously

Miss the daydream of children soaring.

Ignorant, frivolous, opinionated

Satisfy the rainbow-like splendor ...

I heard a lot of rumors.

Doubt your thinking space

What kind of outlook on people's livelihood do you dress up as?

Is it a responsibility or a game?

Or just acting in a movie.

Indulge in the neon of youth

When your back

Like a huge bow.

Sweat melts the hot land.

Ignoring the fire of frying.

Full of joyful expectations

But left a string of sighs.

In the wilderness with green grass and sky

Echoing the sunset coming at night

Smoke rising under the lonely lamp

Sincere confession

Helpless mood

Gaze haggard

Are engraved with deep memories.

I suddenly saw my way.

Never sang for you.

The way of fatherly love

Tree rings that travel through time

A river that spans the years

Confused and faithful eyes like water.

Let the dream be bitter and sweet

……

To live is to be grateful for fate.

Death is also an interpretation of past love.

Hands on 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

Father's Day

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.