In daily study, work and life, many people are familiar with some widely circulated poems, which are full of the author's thoughts and feelings and rich imagination. Then what kind of poem is a good poem? The following is a collection of poems I wrote for my father on Father's Day. Welcome to share.
Father's Day poems are for fathers 1 children with gloves, sacrificing generations.
The day I put down my plow and hoe, I began to move mountains.
For this family, your strong backbone began to bend.
The erosion of time has created your bronze face.
It's already full of wrinkles
Thin wind and rain, gaunt sun and moon
But the enthusiasm for life has not diminished.
You still like a little leisure.
whistle
How about this piece of music?
Deep and gloomy
Father's Day Poem 2 "Father's Day Blessing"
Author: Yu Qingfeng
Without you,
I don't know how to breathe the earth.
Life can be colorful and unrestrained.
You are the most colorful one.
Perhaps communication between two generations is extremely difficult.
It is sad to be young in anger and suicide.
You never tire of teaching others, and your hair turns white.
I hope you can relax and talk about the beauty of life.
How many joys and sorrows can't you share with me?
Those romantic days have nowhere to hide.
The wine is a little cold.
Your blood is flowing to take care of endless chores.
Life is about food and clothing.
The ideal is peace.
The hand of years gently caressed your forehead.
Trekked mountains, rivers, lakes and oceans
Red dusk.
Without you,
who is it?
I look forward to snow every night.
Who can roughly pickle that jar of sour wine?
Drunk with a weak heart
Everything is so stubbornly reincarnation.
All happiness is drowned out by ignorance.
But what can only grow at temperature is a thorn in the center of a cone.
I don't know how to tell my children your greatness.
Thin thoughts bend me, and I'm tired of worldly sighs.
When you are sad, you just turn around coldly and quietly.
It's always the night breeze that can dry your scars.
I want to win flowers on that land for you.
Your eyes are high above, magically locking the change of seasons.
The warmest time is fixed when you are burly.
The pants that the bed gave me are still heartbreaking in the moonlight.
Read Ji Bolun's > I want to tell you about that philosophical poem later.
But everything is so cold.
It seems that strange greetings make you unable to ripple.
The road you are determined to take is hard to build with stones in the dark.
Try to weaken yourself and show your daughter's tears.
My sad life is uncertain.
If you really want to get well again.
Everything I have will be dedicated to the deepest love for the earth without hesitation.
Your power bounced off easily the night I left.
Your heart suddenly changed from trembling in ice and snow to strong tenderness.
The story I don't know is in my mother's arms.
Your love sleeps in a closed heart.
No, not all troubles can be crushed into time one by one.
I am tired. I want to talk to you when I cry.
My love.
Waiting for rice, oil and salt in the mountains
Today is your festival, and I really want to take you to the scenic spot.
Your heart is tight.
My heart is too tight to say a word of blessing.
May you be safe.
The spirit of one year old
Father's Day poem 3 "Father's love is like a mountain-dedicated to Father's Day"
Author: Zishan Haiyun
If maternal love is like water,
Therefore, father's love is a mountain.
If maternal love is a trickle,
Then, fatherly love is a rolling cloud.
Motherly love is warm,
Makes you feel everywhere.
Fatherly love is heavy,
Maybe it will take you years to taste it.
When you were born in this world,
Two equal loves are dedicated to you selflessly,
It's just that love has different expressions.
Maybe,
Father can't give you a sip of milk,
But he used that huge body-
Carrying this family.
Maybe,
Father never cooks three meals a day,
But in the wild, in the factory—
He is busy.
Sometimes,
He hasn't shown up for a long time,
I often worry about you in my dreams.
Your cradle,
He knitted it himself;
Your stroller,
He built it himself.
When you grow up,
What mistakes do you make occasionally?
Father always uses that stern look,
Looking at you,
This kind of eyes is also a kind of astringent love.
Occasionally,
Hit you with his rough hand.
You can always hold it high,
And then fall gently.
Fatherly love,
It's true.
Without flowery words,
It has nothing to do with this.
Fatherly love,
It is heavy.
Will not express directly,
Sometimes I think it's punishment.
But my father's love is in my heart:
The deepest mark,
The longest prescription,
I feel the most astringent,
Benefit the most.
This is a high mountain,
Be a child forever-
Under the protection of the mountain.
Father's Day Poem 4 "Father's Day in Memory of Father"
Author: Hu Zhiwen
A pile of paper money, a column of sandalwood,
Send it to an invisible paradise,
Father in heaven!
Do you know how much your children miss you?
Will you protect us?
An isolated grave,
Cut off the bridge where blood is thicker than water,
A glass of wine,
Shane's parenting is like a mountain.
Thousands of tears, thousands of words,
Tell the endless sadness of parting,
Crying and kneeling to comfort my father's soul,
A bunch of plain flowers worship the grave.
A poem written to my father on Father's Day: Five hands touch the railing 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
bless
Poem 6 for Father's Day-Written on Father's Day
In my heart
Thoughts rise like smoke.
The strongest and most difficult thread to give up.
it belongs to you
Because I'm going to study far away.
So there's another one.
A strong college student identity
You spent your hard-earned money generously.
Paid my college tuition.
On the drizzling road
Take me to Hainan University in person.
done
I moved to Hainan.
father
You're great.
You put your children
Gave it to society.
Give and will continue to give.
Endless loneliness
Worry and worry
Endure the unbearable pressure of ordinary people
I am far away from you.
It takes one night by train.
I am in Qiongzhou Strait.
Shout on the coast
I'm afraid it will take one night.
To get it to your ears.
Ever since I left you.
I have to resort to train tickets.
Keep in touch with you.
I'm going home for my holiday this year.
I find that you are much older.
You had many wrinkles and white hair last year.
You can't stand straight this year.
I'm here now.
A day in the sky
Ten years of trance feeling in the world
I dare not continue to imagine.
therefore
Turn to comfort yourself.
I hope you are still alive.
I live far away from you.
Your concern for me
always
Shake your heart.
Your kindness and kindness
Smiles and voices.
It's in my head, too
The most vague and submissive food
Every parting
Rain or shine.
You must take me to the railway station.
I have witnessed you again and again.
A figure stood on the platform and waved.
then
Disappear from the slowly moving window
Such a parting
It's a big blow to you
Every time I leave,
What accompanies you is loneliness.
Worry and worry
I regret staying at home.
Always busy with your own private affairs.
Too little time with you.
The daily schedule is always full.
I often go out early and come back late
Attend all kinds of parties.
Half drunk late at night
Sneak into the house
I noticed that the light in your room was still on.
You lie on your back at the head of the bed.
Listen to the tape with headphones
Staring at the ceiling in a daze
I have an insight.
Your lonely daily life
It's quite sad
special
Countless nights away from home.
How do you use loneliness?
To fill that terrible void?
father
Who is torturing you?
Is it me or fate?
A father thousands of miles away.
Please don't worry and worry.
I will study hard in the distance.
Take care of yourself.
Please don't get old.
Please be strong and live.
Believe in my future.
Have full confidence in ...
After I graduated from university
I went to start a business and got rich.
father
I will definitely repay you in the future.
I will definitely let you
Live a happy life
A poem written for my father on Father's Day 7 Grandpa said that it is impossible to eat by the weather.
Create life with both hands.
Father said, come into this world
You can't count on anyone.
I said to my son, just lift you to the wall.
Behind the house is a mountain. There is water and mountains beyond the mountain. ...
Be brave and use your steps.
Use your hands.
Father's Day Poem 8 for Father hasn't gone far yet.
A few words in my heart.
My father's figure always haunts my eyes,
Not in the play.
Father's breath is still pervasive,
Life inside and out!
One mountain and one water embodies my father's deep affection.
Every grass and tree reflects his father's care.
Thinking of my father's kindness,
My love keeps pouring out.
How many feelings in life should be brought out by my father,
How much is loved by your father? Please tell me.
Father's Day Poem for Father 9 by the Oil Lamp
Like the aperture of a firefly.
Tie an old graphic
There is a totem embroidered under the needle tip
Dedicated to flying life in the dark.
Father's snoring in the middle of the night
Respond to ardent dreams.
Under the traction of the mountain wind
I'm tired of revisiting the fields.
Perched in the mother's sight
Dawn stir-fried from the iron pot.
The delicious food witnessed the passing of time.
The emotion of baking is integrated into the details of life.
In the child's sleep.
Father went out again with a burden on his shoulder.
Father's Day Poem for Father 10 Father is a river, which flows with the years and tells 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.