A Letter to Mom and Dad Dear Mom and Dad: Hello! It's strange that I didn't chat with you in this way when I was so big, but the essence is very real. There are many things I can't say in front of you. Now I have decided to write this letter to tell you what I want to say to you. Dad, mom, I thank you for raising me, which I can never repay in my life. I will never forget the little things you did for me in my life. I still remember that when I was at a loss, you showed me the way, and when I slept, you covered me with a quilt ... too much, too much, deeply imprinted in my mind. Now that I have grown up, please don't worry too much about my parents. My daughter has learned to grow up, but sometimes she misses home. I am a bird flying out of my house. After I leave, I am destined to meet the challenge of the sky and the tempering of the sea. Since we have chosen the sky, we are not afraid of wind and rain. Since we have chosen the sea, we are not afraid to turn the tide. I want to create a world of my own. Study hard, go forward bravely and write different contents in my life diary. Now my daughter gradually understands that it is not easy to get along with others, and she is also ashamed to experience the pain of homesickness. Dear mom and dad, whenever I hear your voices, my daughter feels so kind. Do you know that my distant daughter has already quietly shed tears, but I am far from homesick? I want to go home, but I don't know when. My daughter can only see you in her dreams. How many times have I held your hand and shouted for me to leave? How many times I woke up with tears in my eyes, the dream was always a dream. When I wake up, I'm still alone in a foreign land, and I don't return, but I'm more attached to my home. At the thought of our family together, the happiest thing in the world is the gathering of relatives. Thinking of our departure at the station, the saddest thing in the world is the separation of flesh and blood. I remember my parents telling my daughter, that was before me.
2. Letters to Mom and Dad Good sentences from Mom and Dad to their children
Opening, of course, to talk about mom and dad's mind:
1, son, you are very important in our family;
2, children, whenever you have any difficulties, you must know that mom and dad must be your strong backing;
3, children, mom and dad love you unconditionally, but people must rely on themselves.
4. Son, anyone's success needs sweat. The world doesn't believe in tears, opportunism, only hard work. Although efforts may not be successful, giving up is bound to fail.
5. Son, everyone has his unique potential, so everyone can be Yao Shun, and so can you. Say you can, and you can. Any difficulty is arranged to temper your messenger, but you should be kind to it.
You're going on a long trip, son. There will be a lifetime waiting for you. I send you three sentences. –
Happiness is a virtue.
Stay happy, son. This is the last luxury of our poor people. Don't lose the habit of being happy easily, otherwise we will have nothing.
You should be happy every morning or evening. You should learn to listen to the language of everything, and you should try to talk with the rivers and mountains around you. In every village you pass, leave your laughter as a souvenir, so that when people talk about you again many years later, they will remember how happy a passing young man is.
3. Poetry about mom and dad: a wandering poet; Thread in the hands of a loving mother; Make clothes for her wayward boy's body; She sewed carefully and repaired it thoroughly; Afraid of the delay that will make him go home late; But how much love does an inch of grass have; It is reported that old clothes have been dried; Robes are still being inspected; Although the lapel is torn, it is still warm.
I can't bear to take it lightly when sewing again, and there are old thread marks of loving mothers on it. Author: (Qing) Zhou Shouchang's loving mother loves her son, not to repay her kindness.
[Han] Liu An was pregnant heavily in October, but the reward was light. Song of Persuading Filial Piety is a one-foot-three-inch treasure, which has been a work for ten years and eight years.
The mother of "Song of Persuading Filial Piety" said that the child lay dry and the mother fell asleep wet. "Song of Persuading Filial Piety" is not seen by the mother, and the child is uneasy.
My mother is one hundred years old and often reads eighty children. Before "Song of Persuading Filial Piety", the prodigal son is not cold.
Song of Persuading Filial Piety is full of love and hardship. Who knew my parents when they hurt me? "Children's Words Are Unbridled" The bald mother hid her face and cried, and her shirt sleeves were broken. [Tang] Han Yu's mother instrument hangs down, the tube is bright, and the night platform is silent.
A set of maxims, thread in the hand of a kind-hearted mother, makes clothes for her wayward son's body. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.
Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? Meng Jiao used to live in and chose a neighbor.
In Mencius' laziness, she cut the cloth. The mother of Saint Amethyst, the first relative on earth; Motherly love is the first love in the world.
Strictly speaking, the only uncontaminated love in the world is maternal love. When Yan Yan succeeds, everyone is a friend.
But only mother-she is the partner of failure. Zheng Zhenduo mourned his parents and gave 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; Children 62616964757a68696416fe58685aeb93133236393664 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.
In the eyes of parents, children are often a part of themselves, and children are his ideal chance to start over. Fei Xiaotong (1), Ode to a Wanderer, a thread in the hands of a loving mother, making clothes for her wayward son.
Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?
2, "Don't be an old mother" Zhong went to worship the mother river beam, worried about tears. This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time.
3. Wang Song Anshi put her mother in the ditch and her family in the shade during the Tenth Five-Year Plan. When I heard about Du Yu in the moonlight, I was always worried about the North and the South.
4. "Arriving home at the end of the year" Qingjiang Shiquan loves his son endlessly and is happy to return to his hometown. Cold clothes are needle and thread, and letters from home are ink stains.
If you encounter pity, you will ask for it. I am ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh.
5, "Mother Biezi" Tang Baijuyi's mother Biezi, son Biemu, crying during the day without lights. General Guan, an ancient general title, won a new title last year.
Welcome Luoyang as a flower with a gift of 2 million yuan. New people welcome old people and abandon them. Lotus in the palm is a thorn in the side.
It's not sad to welcome the new and abandon the old, it's sad to leave two children at home. At first, I walked with my hands. At first, I sat and cried and grabbed people's clothes.
With your new beauty, my mother and son will be separated. It is best to have a crow and a magpie in the forest, and the mother will not lose the young males and females.
It should be like a peach and plum tree in the garden, with flowers falling on the branches with the wind. Newlyweds, newlyweds, listen to me, Luoyang infinite red chamber girl.
I hope the general will make contributions and there will be more new people who are better than you. 6, "Motherly Love" Yuan Yang Weizhen loves her chicks, and Zhao is the Crown Prince.
The dragon and tiger are different every day, and the dog looks forward to the eagle. If there is no six-foot lonely soul under the knee, a Zhao may not be born.
At night, the ghost lights are blurred, and the snow leaks more than four drums. A hundred officials don't hold Dong Hu's pen, so why do widowed wives shout? What's more, Han Wangjin stabbed a silver axe in front of the bed, which was a disaster.
7, "Xuan Mo Map" Wang Yuan Mian colorful daylily flowers, Luosheng Beitang. The south wind blows the heart, for whom do you vomit? A loving mother leans against the door, but a wanderer cannot walk.
May the sun be sparse and the day be fearful. Looking up at Yunlin, I am ashamed to listen to birds.
8. "Whose Son" Tang Hanyu was neither crazy nor crazy. He went to the palace to call a Taoist priest. The old white-headed mother hid her face and cried bitterly, and her shirt sleeves were torn.
Cui Mei's bride, twenty years old, sent her home and cried all over the city. Or Yun wants to learn to fight, Mu Biqiang.
It's also vulgar and ordinary, risking your position. Although there are legends about immortals, everyone who knows them knows their falsehood.
Sages can be bullied, but how can they die of poverty? Alas, Yu Xincheng is my brother, and I am willing to teach in the end.
It's never too late to punish a hundred strategies. Whose relatives and friends can pity me and write my poems as gifts?
9. "Short Songs" is the day when Tang was born and came out. Going up the mountain late, going down the mountain ill.
Thirty-six thousand dynasties in a hundred years, half a day at night will be better. There are songs and dances, so be sure to be early. Yesterday was better than today.
People see men and women as good, but they don't know that men and women make people old. Short songs, no music.
10, "Answer to the Old Man in Zhou Bei" Zhang Tang said that the old man with negative salary went to Zhou Bei, and Wangbei Township was worried about his life. He said that the old man had three sons, all of whom had died in Huangsha.
Now that the child has just grown up, he will confess next year. Knowing this, we will fall apart and cannot live and die together.
Borrow a farm house from Wu next door, and then go to the countryside alone. It's even harder to have more children.
Recently, it is said that the Emperor advocates martial arts and vegetables, and Qiang Bing wants to be quiet. Ensuring border security is a long-term policy, so there is no need to expel China people.
1 1, "Night Shift" Don Hotel has no sleep on a cold night, and the guest's heart turns to sorrow. Tonight, my hometown is full of thoughts, and the Ming Dynasty is worried for another year.
4. A good letter to mom and dad. Parents' love is like an idyll, distant and pure, elegant and light; Parents' love is a landscape painting, which washes away the lead carving and leaves it fresh and natural; Parents' love is like an affectionate song, melodious and softly sung; Parents' love is a warm wind that blows away the snowflakes and brings infinite spring.
The eternal love in the world is the love of parents for their children. Whether you are a beggar or a prince, a prisoner or a hero, love exists, and it will not be subtracted whether you see it or not. Say sorry to the love you should never ignore, just because I will change it in the future. Parents are small boats, working day and night just to send their children to the shore; Parents are trees, helping children keep out the wind and cold in winter and summer; Parents are lights, no matter how late, there is the warmth of waiting; Parents are light, and there are always the most determined partners on the journey.
5. Poems for mom and dad, poems for mom. I wanted to write a poem for you a long time ago, but I haven't written my mother well after many times. I don't know how to start this poem for you. I don't know how to end it or what to write. Like when I was a child, I faced your harsh slap in the face. I don't know whether to accept it bravely or choose to escape from my mother. I thought of you again tonight, and I decided to write a poem for you, even if it is not well written, even if you can't read it in your hometown ... Mom, if you see a white boat in your dream, don't be surprised that he dreams for no reason.
This is your beloved daughter with tears in her eyes. Wan Shui Qian Shan, ask him to take her love and sorrow home. Bing Xin, your pale fingertips manage my sideburns. I can't help holding on to your skirt like when I was a child. My mother tried to keep you from disappearing. Although the morning light has cut my dream into smoke, I still dare not open my eyes for a long time. I still cherish that bright red scarf, for fear that washing it will make it lose your unique warmth. My mother's years are as ruthless as the running water, fearing that my memory will fade. How dare I open its screen easily? I cried to you for a thorn. Now I wear a watch and dare not moan. Mom, I often look up at your photos sadly. Even if I call for penetrating the loess, how dare I disturb your sleep? I dare not show the sacrifice of love like this. Although I have written many songs for flowers, the sea and the dawn, my sweet, soft and deep memory of my mother is not a torrent or a waterfall, but a dry well that can't be sung among flowers and trees-Shu Ting's mother is humble as moss, solemn as dawn, soft as the voice of the south of the Yangtze River, hard as a thousand years of cold jade, bright moon when she looks up, and vast land when she looks down.
-Love (1) Your greatness condenses my flesh and blood, and your greatness shapes my soul. Your life is a journey of love. You weave a calendar with beautiful rings that smell of ink. I spend every year in your love, playing on your shoulders and knees. (2) You are a big tree. Spring depends on you, magic summer depends on you, and prosperous autumn depends on you. In winter, lean on you and meditate on your tall and broad crown, so that the fields will never be barren. Mom, you gave me life. You are cultivating.
6. a good paragraph of a letter to mom or dad: mom and dad: you have worked hard, you have worked hard for us for a long time, and you have given me all the care. However, we children will never be able to repay the accumulated kindness of parenting ... Remember when I was 4 years old? It was a winter night and it was raining cats and dogs. I suddenly had a high fever. You panicked. You didn't bring an umbrella. You picked me up and rushed out of the door, braving the biting wind and pouring rain, running on the wet ground, asking about one clinic after another. Finally you find a big hospital, which is still open. You quickly carried me in. After some diagnosis, the doctor found that I had acute pneumonia. At that moment, your hearts were broken. Then the doctor suggested that you could have an operation, and your wet face regained its luster. When you learned that the medical expenses were 50,000 yuan, your face became dying embers. You asked your uncle, aunt, uncle ... to borrow money everywhere, and finally raised this huge sum.
I paid the medical bill, and then I got better, but you fainted in the hospital because of fatigue. At that time, I was not sensible. Since I still smiled, I still regret it. I am so stupid.
Your love and care accompanied me through a happy childhood, and naughty teenagers accompanied me into youth. Now in the third grade, tuition and fees are much higher. You run around, work for me, and work for me.
As long as I can remember, you haven't rested, and you've even been busy every minute. I only hate myself for not living up to expectations and not studying hard, but I dare not tell you, because I am afraid to see your disappointed, lost and sad expression. So in order not to disappoint you, I lied to you again and again, saying that I got good grades.
Although I also know that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, but I just don't have the courage to confess to you, I don't want to make you sad. Every time I see the wrinkles around your eyes, my heart is dripping blood and tears will fall.
I really regret it, regretting why I am so careless. I once said to myself that I must work hard for you, but the instability of reality and foundation made me very helpless. I can't make it. It is impossible for me to get into the ideal high school. I know, you paved the way for me, high school, university, graduate student, work.
But I still want to say to you here: "I don't need you to pave the way for me." I want to decide my own life path. I need your understanding, not your compulsion. I have a dream like everyone else. My dream is not as great as others. My dream is to live in a big house, eat well and dress well, so that you can live a good life and enjoy life. And this. " I don't know if it can be realized, but I will never give up. I will fight for it.
Mom and dad, I can understand your pain, but sometimes I need your understanding, do you understand? I don't want to see your tired and busy figure again. I don't want to see them I just want to see you happy every day. Don't worry, I'll try. Believe me, I will create my own sky.
My life will be wonderful and I won't let you down. Mom and Dad: Hello! First of all, I wish you good health and all the best. This is the seventh time I have written to you, but I still haven't received your letter. You must still be angry with me, right? I didn't do well in the college entrance examination, worse than a sophomore in the same village, so you are angry with me and blame me for not studying hard.
But, mom and dad, did I really not study hard? As you know, I went to an ordinary high school, but it was the worst school in the county. How much have I accomplished in three years? Have you forgotten who dropped out of school to help you with your farm work during the busy farming season? When there is no money at home, who dropped out of school in tears and reluctantly taught himself at home? On New Year's Eve, when you were watching the Spring Festival party with relish, who was laughing in the dim light? When you are asleep, who is burning the midnight oil with the silent moonlight?
It is always said that men shed tears, and men shed blood without tears. However, who can really understand the pain in a man's heart? Outside the window, it is already the weather with the north wind whistling, but my sadness stays in summer. Dad, mom, whenever I think of my father who sent my daughter to school in my arms, whenever I think of my parents who sent their students at the beginning of our school, whenever I see students who received packages from home, I want to cry! Dad, mom, do you know? What children need most now is greetings from their hometown! Night, so quiet, mom and dad, listen! Who is playing this song? It's so exciting.
"。 My parents gave birth to me and raised me, and my parents loved me and loved me.
Parents leave their bitterness to themselves and give it to the whole family in exchange for sweetness. "That's great, isn't it? On this quiet night, let this song bring my heartfelt wishes to my parents far away! Ok, let's stop here! Everything is fine here, but I'm a little homesick.
Finally, I wish Raul a longer life than Nanshan and a happier life than Donghai! Dear mom and dad, my son is unfilial, but he still doesn't listen to you. He is still pursuing his own ideal. Please forgive me, forgive you for being an unfilial son. Actually, you don't have to worry about me. I'm 23 years old. I know what I'm thinking and doing. You don't have to worry about me. I don't mean I won't come back if I go. A year is fast, just like I have been working for three years. I came back in the blink of an eye.
Seriously, growing up, you told me what to do and what not to do, and I didn't talk to you much at ordinary times, but that doesn't mean I don't love you. It's just that I feel like we're separated. Since I was a child, I feel that I live alone, and there is nothing happy or unhappy. Now, I will put everything in my heart and solve it myself. I really want to do something right. Speaking of it, I have been lovelorn several times, so I cherish it this time and really like each other. I will send it in the future.
7. Poems for Mom and Dad On the Back of Autumn
I squatted down.
Humility and perseverance
Cool night wind
There is gold everywhere.
The clock in the church
Ding ding dong dong
So there is
Crows fly around to play.
fly round and round
It was morning.
Autumn flies.
I'm just with my parents.
Sing a hymn
Say goodbye to you in tears
I pull up your clothes.
I want you to stay.
You took it from the chimney of the cabin
escape
I climbed onto the roof.
Grab your white beard
It leans slightly.
I can only look at your back
A numbness.
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There was a hot, hot night,
I woke up from a dream,
Mom is giving me a fan,
Sweat soaked her clothes.
Ah! Motherly love is a cool wind.
It was a cold rainy day,
Mom picked me up from school,
An umbrella covered my head,
The rain hit my mother.
Ah, maternal love is an umbrella to keep out the rain.
Once I got sick,
My mother took me to the hospital.
Touching my hot forehead,
Mother cried anxiously.
Ah, maternal love is a tear.
One day, I broke the thermos,
Lying to mom again,
My mother's criticism made me blush,
I dare not look up into her eyes.
Ah, maternal love is a reproachful look.
Once the teacher asked to use the word "most" to make a sentence.
I said, "I love my mother the most."
My mother told me, "What we should love most is our motherland.
The motherland is the mother of all of us. "
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I just want to write a poem for you.
But I wrote it many times.
I haven't written it yet
Mom, I wrote this poem for you.
I don't know how to start.
I don't know how to end it.
I don't know what to write.
It's like slapping you hard when you were a child.
I don't know whether to accept it bravely.
Or should I choose to escape?
Mom, I thought of you again tonight.
I decided to write a poem for you.
Even if it's not well written
Even if you are far from home.
Never read ...
Mom, if you see a small white boat in your dream,
Don't be surprised that he dreams for no reason.
This was folded by your beloved daughter in tears.
Wan Shui Qian Shan begged him to take her love and sorrow home.
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When I entered the rainy season,
Mom just passed by.
Give half of the umbrella for the child to shelter from the wind and rain to the mother.
Mother pushed it to me again,
Ah, the child under the umbrella,
Mom outside the umbrella.
Rain is no longer rain,
It was a tear of happiness that God sent to the world.
8. Have a very hot night.
I woke up from a dream,
Mom is giving me a fan,
Sweat soaked her clothes.
Ah! Motherly love is a cool wind.
It was a cold rainy day,
Mom picked me up from school,
An umbrella covered my head,
The rain hit my mother.
Ah, maternal love is an umbrella to keep out the rain.
Once I got sick,
My mother took me to the hospital.
Touching my hot forehead,
Mother cried anxiously.
Ah, maternal love is a tear.
One day, I broke the thermos,
Lying to mom again,
My mother's criticism made me blush,
I dare not look up into her eyes.
Ah, maternal love is a reproachful look.
Once the teacher asked to use the word "most" to make a sentence.
I said, "I love my mother the most."
My mother told me, "What we should love most is our motherland.
The motherland is the mother of all of us. "
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a long while
I just want to write a poem for you.
But I wrote it many times.
I haven't written it yet
Mom, I wrote this poem for you.
I don't know how to start.
I don't know how to end it.
I don't know what to write.
It's like slapping you hard when you were a child.
I don't know whether to accept it bravely.
Or should I choose to escape?
Mom, I thought of you again tonight.
I decided to write a poem for you.
Even if it's not well written
Even if you are far from home.
Never read ...
Mom, if you see a small white boat in your dream,
Don't be surprised that he dreams for no reason.
This was folded by your beloved daughter in tears.
Wan Shui Qian Shan begged him to take her love and sorrow home.
9. There is a poem for mom and dad, which is very touching. Who knows? lt； Children, grab mom's hand quickly >
Come on, kid.
Hold mom's hand.
The road to heaven
It's too dark.
Mom is afraid of you.
Touched my head.
quick
Hold mom's hand.
Let mom go with you.
mother
be afraid
path to god
It's too dark
I can't see your hands.
because
A collapsed wall
Take away the sunshine.
I'll never see it again.
Your gentle eyes
children
You may leave now
The road ahead.
No more sadness
There are no endless textbooks.
And dad's fist
You must remember.
What do my father and I look like?
We should go together in the afterlife.
mother
Don't worry.
The road to heaven is a bit crowded.
There are many classmates and friends.
We say
Don't cry.
Everyone's mother is our mother.
Any child is a mother's child.
Life without me
Give your love to the living children.
mother
Don't cry.
Tears cannot illuminate.
Our road
Let ourselves
go slow
mother
I will remember you and dad.
Remember our agreement.
Come with me in the afterlife.
10. A letter to Mom and Dad Dear Mom and Dad:
Hello!
What a surprise! My son will write to you. In fact, I have a lot to say to you, from the heart. How many times I want to talk to you at ordinary times, but I always can't say it. I'll take this opportunity to say something hidden in my heart.
I finished my homework yesterday. My careful mother found a mistake in my homework and asked me to correct it. However, I made another stubborn mistake and insisted that my answer was correct. I was so angry that my mother picked up a stick and hit me, and I went against my mother. Mom, I found your eyes were red. I really shouldn't. In fact, I regret it afterwards, but I just don't want to admit my mistake. Mom, I'm too stubborn to make you angry. I want to say sorry to you here, please forgive me. I really know my mistake, and I promise to correct it.
Mom, I know you love me the most in the world. I still remember one night last summer, there were only two of us at home, and I was doing my homework. Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed across the window and thunder roared. After a gust of wind, the whole city was blacked out. We were plunged into unfathomable darkness, and I was so scared that I couldn't help saying, "Ah!" A scream. At this time, mom, you came straight from the kitchen and touched the darkness. Your foot touched the table, but you didn't care too much and hugged me tightly. Under the gentle caress of your warm hand, a warm current rises from my heart, and I feel extremely safe and happy. Tears crept from my eyes, but I quickly wiped them off. Mom, you may not have seen it, and I don't want you to notice it. Mom, thank you!
Mom and Dad, I know that in the past ten years, it is because of your careful care that I have made progress in daily growing.
Dad, although you often play computer games with me and take me shopping and traveling, sometimes I think you are too strict with me. Dad, do you remember the last time I had a problem with my classmates and you yelled at me? At that time, tears filled my eyes. Dad, to tell you in secret, I was still wondering if I was your own son, otherwise, how could you be so confused? But now that I'm grown up, I finally understand your pains. Dad, you want to teach me the truth of being a man. What a heavy and profound fatherly love this is.
Dad, that morning, you left a note on the dining table: "Hey, my throat is in my schoolbag, don't talk loudly, drink water." Dad loves you! The plain words made me cry, and I also wanted to say, "Dad, I love you too! " "
Dad, mom, your love illuminates every corner of my heart like sunshine. You gave me everything, and I feel extremely happy and happy.
Dad, mom, do you still remember the song "Lucky Three Treasures" that we sang at my birthday party this year? My father is like the sun, my mother is like a green leaf, and I am like a budding seed. We are three lucky families.
I wish mom and dad healthy and happy every day!