Modern filial piety poems (1)
filial piety/mourning
Filial piety cannot wait,
Let's feel love with our hearts,
Let's love Dai with our heart,
Let's be filial.
My elderly parents must be very happy,
My old parents must have no worries,
My elderly parents must live a long and healthy life.
With parents around,
Home is here.
With parents around,
Home will shine.
With parents around,
Home is very wide.
With parents around,
Home is warm.
I love my parents,
Like daughters in the world,
I hope my parents will live a long and healthy life.
I also hope that the children of the world can't wait to be filial.
Modern Filial Piety Poems (Ⅱ)
father
You're gone
I woke up from a dream.
What can regret do?
Tears pour out sadness.
You have worked hard all your life.
Work for us
Black soil where life grows.
Water with blood and sweat
food
Breastfeed me
When you are tired.
We have grown up.
But I ignored you.
You don't shout when you are in trouble.
Suffer humiliation in order to perform an important task.
When I lay on your grave
I am far away from heaven and earth.
Miss you
In (someone's) dream
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To parents
The moonlight hanging on the loudspeaker illuminates the parents' way home.
The thick cocoons on their hands cherish the harvested grain.
They scrimped and saved not because they were stingy.
They are industrious, simple and not noble.
It is not that they cherish time, but that they get up early and get greedy for the dark.
They just want to raise their children into pillars.
They work hard, not that they are particularly strong.
Because they have hope in their hearts.
They cultivated silently.
Because they have dreams in their hearts.
They don't nag because they are old.
I just want to pass on my life experience.
They have worked hard all their lives.
Lifelong agriculture
The terraced fields on the forehead are still very rich.
Respectable parents grow old with the sun and the moon.
There is still a lot of hard work.
Adult children
Grandson is still laughing.
Past sufferings did not knock them down.
The change of time
The face is the portrayal.
Modern filial piety poems (4)
A poem for parents
Today, I am at school.
Today, I am the only one left in the dormitory.
Today, I seem a little lonely.
Today, I thought of you.
The school is very good, you don't have to worry.
How are you?
Mom, has your high blood pressure dropped?
Dad, are you still smoking and coughing?
Now, I miss you.
Are you dressed well?
Are you still wearing that shabby coat?
Did you eat well?
Are you still eating kimchi and rice?
Mark my words
You must take good care of yourself.
More than ten years.
I look at the white hair on your head.
More than ten years.
You still care about me.
I haven't grown up.
i do not want to grow up.
Thank you, Father.
That deep love
Scold me every day
And behind it, it is sadness.
Later, read it to me.
You must work in the hot sun every day.
That hot steel pipe
How to hold it in your hand?
For me, I thank you.
It's not enough for a lifetime.
Thank you, mom.
Breastfeeding is your kindness.
Let me grow.
It's you, warm and delicate love
When I grow up, I
You really taught me, I
I thank you.
I will never be able to repay you.
Dad, quit smoking.
Mom, don't drink.
Guys, don't think about me.
A traveler outside.
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Miss my father
Did you have stomach trouble again last night?
Does it still hurt?
I know, I know. You take your medicine in big gulps.
Those are all three-point poisons!
But how can I alleviate your pain?
Twenty years ago, your teeth were yellow with poisonous smoke.
Your hair was exposed to wind and frost ten years ago.
Just three years ago, your fingers were covered with calluses.
How hard you have to work!
I went home three months ago.
Your thin torso can't even hold a bowl of rice.
Your eyes are slowly going blind.
Your ears are starting to faint.
How hard you have to work!
Mom left alone.
My brother took up his post.
And I am in this foreign land, pursuing an unknown dream.
You are the only one guarding your home in your native land!
Can you still hear my call?
Do you still see the poem I wrote for you?
When I get home, when I get home-
Modern filial piety poems (6)
To mother.
A quiet and gentle May Day.
In the pink and green seasons
Colorful and poetic rain
Bring intoxicating love
On a sunny day
In the pleasant fragrance of Sophora japonica
Once again, I miss my mother's poems
Memorize them one by one in your mind.
Gradually, I miss you.
Like white clouds.
With kindness to my mother.
Floating slowly in my heart, gathering slowly.
Keep it carefully in your heart.
Eternity becomes the mother-child relationship in this life.
Eternity becomes an indelible mark in the vicissitudes of life.
Remember clearly
Motherly love is the reminder and instruction of childhood.
Motherly love is what you want when you grow up.
Motherly love is a gentle smile when caring.
Motherly love is a delicate arm to shelter from the wind and rain when helpless.
Now, now.
Motherly love is a shallow river.
She is on the other side of the river, and I am on the other side.
Wandering on the other side
I use affectionate attachment and missing.
Looking back at my hometown in the afterglow of the sunset
Release tears of gratitude
Dilute the faint homesickness in the wanderer's heart
Fragrant and exquisite May.
A season of blooming flowers.
I want to pick the most beautiful flowers in the world by myself.
Dedicated to you in a grateful kneeling position.
In return for my usual kindness
The loving mother who gave me life.
An estranged mother.
Have you heard of it?
The child's heartfelt voice
Mom-I love you. ...