Who propped up a day of love for us with a thin body?
Who built a happy home for us with hard-working hands?
It is you, my father!
My ordinary and great father!
When I was a kid.
Put me in your palm.
Think of me as everything to you.
Like all children.
father
You are omnipotent in my eyes!
When I grow up.
We are destined to be apart.
But deep down in my heart
There is always a place.
That's you.
My father
I will never grow old, father!
Now I have grown up.
The leaves face the sky
But the roots are in you.
Although you are not with me.
But I always feel that you are with me!
I can't forget the scene where you taught seriously.
I can't forget your loving eyes.
I can't forget your strong arms.
I can't forget your energetic voice.
I can't forget your back in the wind and rain
can't forget it .....
father
You are my motivation.
Give me the courage to overcome difficulties
Although you are ordinary.
But you are the greatest person in my heart.
Father is a river, flowing with the years, 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 loves mountains, and father loves mountains.
My perennial father.
You will always be in my son's heart.
The simplest poem!
Pingyao
As confused as a dream,
There came the voice of a loving mother calling her son.
It seems to be a thousand times louder,
This voice is engraved in my heart.
For three or nine days, the wind was strong,
There are Chinese Pulsatilla in the wind.
Although the 70-year-old father is old,
Still worried about my son.
Touch thin hair.
Look at the burning crops.
Father stood on the plateau.
The young father lost, and the young grandmother lost.
Father, why don't you cry?
Take a thin whip.
Carrying a heavy lang lang.
Father walked into the school.
The river in my hometown rises wildly in autumn.
Father, can you come?
Say goodbye to the old headmaster's white hair
Marry a mother of 18 years old into this family.
The weather is horribly gloomy.
Father planted it on the plateau.
Sanyang crop
Wheat, peas and flax
Use an iron wall
Build a strong dam to stop the river.
be perfectly content/satisfied
Marry far away
The geese in the distance began to go home.
Papa Plateau has beans and wheat in his hand.
Followed by flax.
Watching all three children grow up.
father
Why did you laugh just now?
Motto couplets are a father's virtue and a son's legacy.
The parents of "epigram couplet" are highly respected; Give children a good education.
Motto: The Struggle Hope of Couplets-Father's love is like dust
"Motto Lian Bi" Parents do whatever they want, and I will continue to describe it; I cherish the thoughts of those parents.
The Book of Songs mourned my parents and gave birth to me.
The Book of Songs has neither father nor mother.
Children's Language is full of love and hardship. Who knows my parents when it hurts?
In the Southern and Northern Dynasties, Yan Zhitui's father was unkind and his son unfilial; A brother who is not a friend is disrespectful; If the husband is unfair, the woman will be unhappy.
In The Book of Songs, my father gave birth to me and my mother bowed, caressed, nursed, nursed, cared and answered me.
"Father's Love" Father's love is as deep as the sea.
Children's Language was given to Wei Ba and Du Fu of Chu Shi.
It is almost as difficult for friends to meet each other as the stars in the morning and evening.
Tonight is a rare event, and this lamp is candlelight.
Two men who were young not long ago now have gray temples.
It shocked us to find that half of our friends had died, which made us sad.
We didn't expect that it would be twenty years before I could come to see you again.
You were unmarried when I left, but now these boys and girls are in a row.
They were very kind to their father's old friends. They asked me where I went during the trip.
Then, when we talked for a while, our daughter drank wine.
In spring, leeks are in the night rain, and brown rice is cooked fresh in a special way.
My host announced that it was a festival, and he urged me to drink ten cups.
But what kind of ten glasses of wine can make me so drunk, because your love is always in my heart. .
The mountains will separate us tomorrow. Who can say for sure after tomorrow? .
Du Fu in Moonlit Night
In Fuzhou, far away, she is looking at the moonlight, looking at it alone from the window of her room.
For our boys and girls, poor little baby, too young to know where the capital is.
Her cloudy hair is sweet with mist, and her jade-white shoulders are cold in the moonlight.
When can we lie on the screen again and look at the bright light and stop crying? Love is difficult and dangerous. Who knows their parents when they are in pain?
Listen to your sleeping breath.
You should have more rest like this.
Your fatigue makes me anxious.
Which one should be smoothed first?
Like a winding river flowing slowly.
The endless warmth inside embraced me.
It is your tired figure that urges me.
Close to you, close to you.
Crying in my heart won't let me listen
Your shoulder, your shoulder.
Carry mountains and rivers, carry the sun and the moon
Forever, no regrets.
Fiery love burns the soul.
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Tengger singer singer-father and I
You created this family.
Then he created me.
You hold my hand.
From yesterday to now.