Poems of love

Wang Guozhen)

"Poetry of Love"

Love comes from God

Love is God

Love is to worship the true God

Love God and love brothers

Love is to connect the whole virtue

Love is to glorify God and benefit people

Love glorifies the name of the Lord

Love is loving your neighbor as yourself

Love is patient

Love is slow to anger

Love is patient Kind

Love is never jealous

Love is never boastful

Love is never arrogant

Love is never shy< /p>

Love does not seek self-interest

Love does not consider others’ evil

Love does not like injustice

Love tolerates everything

Love loves only the truth

Love believes all things

Love hopes all things

Love endures all things

Love is eternal Endless

Love is a holy heart

Love is a frank heart

Love is a hunger and thirst for righteousness

Love is mutual trust< /p>

Don’t be false in your love

There is no fear in love

Love can overcome sin

Commands are always love

Amen

The Wandering Son's Chant

The thread in the hand of a loving mother is the wandering child's body garment

Before leaving, I secretly sew for fear of returning later

Who said The heart of an inch of grass can repay three spring rays

Showing old clothes

The thirty-year-old robe is still there, although the collar is torn but still warm.

It is heavily sewn and cannot be removed lightly, and there are old thread marks on it.

Grateful heart

I come from accident, like a piece of dust, who can see my fragility

Where do I come from, where does my love go? Who will call me at the next moment?

Although the world is wide, this road is difficult to walk. I have seen all the ups and downs and hardships in this world

How much love do I still have, how many tears do I still have? Heaven knows that I will not admit defeat

Grateful heart, thank you for being with me throughout my life, giving me the courage to be myself

Grateful heart, thank you for the flowers that bloom and fall for me They will cherish it all the same.

A loving mother's love is often revealed in her nagging, but a father's love is silent and hard to find.

My father has taken on too many responsibilities for the family.

My father has made huge sacrifices for the family.

Father's love is not good at expressing in words,

Father's love needs to be experienced with heart.

The father buried all the difficulties and bitterness in life in his heart,

bearing the desolation in the rain himself,

the father also struggled with his wife to hold the roof above his head Sky.

Difficulty, depression, selfless care,

Consideration that comforts the children.

Rough and harsh, it is hard to recall.

Extremely strict with his children.

Father's love is simple, because it is full of expectations for his children;

Father's love is admirable, because it is selfless dedication;

Father's love is great, Because it is the backbone of the family;

Father’s love is selfless, because it is always revealed silently

Father’s plow

It’s been a long time, it’s time to sort out the parents Living alone in an old house

Looking around at my father's plow

The smooth handrails on the shaft of the plow

Resembling the horns of an old arrogant cow

Raising the whip in the sound of "Hey chirp——Hey chirp"

The bull's eye with enough energy is staring at a very big end

The years are moving forward one after another. Passed

The rusty plow tip

once brightly teased the father's heart

Fire again and again

Once Another heat

The deep wrinkles on my father’s forehead

Aren’t they exactly the way they move back and forth

I can’t help but reach out and touch them

Like holding the salary you received for the first time in your life

The joy of harvest cannot overcome the thought of how to deal with it

The sound of "Hey! Hey!" has already been in your ears. Resounding

"If you don't learn how to drive animals, what future will you have!"

Can future and direction and even goals be equated?

I don't Even knowing that my father couldn’t explain it

If it weren’t for the rumble of the tractor

I could only stand there and stare

But in front of me was still my father’s plow< /p>