1. Poems about father’s education

Poems about father’s education 1. Ancient poems about father

I’m sorry for my parents, who worked so hard to give birth to me.

"The Book of Songs" Without a father, who can be a parent, and without a mother, who can rely on? "The Book of Songs" The virtue of the father is the legacy of the son. The word Yan means that parents are of high moral character and their children are well-educated.

"Couplet of Proverbs" If you have children, don't be happy; if you don't have children, don't lament. 〖Tang〗Han Yu People think that boys and girls are good, but they don’t know that boys and girls make people grow old.

〖Tang〗Wang Jian Parents are the best in the world; brothers are the rarest people in the world. "Motto Lian Bi" Being a parent is the best thing in the world; being a child is the best thing in the world.

"Proverbs Lian Bi" My father gave birth to me, my mother bowed to me, caressed me, livestock me, grew me, nurtured me, cared for me and restored me. "The Book of Songs" If the father is unkind, the son will be unfilial; if the elder brother is not a friend, the younger brother will be disrespectful; if the husband is unjust, the wife will be disobedient.

〖Southern and Northern Dynasties〗Yan Zhitui In life, there are no virtuous fathers and brothers, no strict teachers and friends outside, and few people can succeed. [Song Dynasty] Written by Lu Gong: What my parents want to do, I will continue to describe; what my parents value, I will be kind to them.

"Lianbi of Proverbs" Lu You "Watching Village Children Playing on the Stream" After the rain, the stream water swept over the dike and was flat, watching the village children playing late in love. The bamboo horse rushes away, and the paper kite dominates the wind.

In the third winter, he temporarily studied as a Confucian scholar, while Qian Ou still worked as a farmer for his father. Those who are illiterate enough to be able to serve in taxes and servitude do not need to work hard to gain fame. "Bei Guo Xian Si" There is green grass in front of the mountains and behind the mountains, and the door is still closed when going out all day long.

Every time I think about my flesh and blood, I come to see the wild man pity his descendants. After death, I know that everything is in vain, but the sadness is not the same as that of Jiuzhou.

Wang Shibei fixed the Central Plains Day, and he did not forget to tell Naiwen during family sacrifices! "Shi'er" - A Poem to Worship My Father. On the third day of the first month of Gengchen, the fifth anniversary of my father's death, I paid homage at home, and with emotion in my heart, I wrote a poem along with it: The incense sticks hang high, and my heart feels sad; the incense sticks hang around, making it difficult to speak. It has been five years since I left, but it seems like a thousand years since I have been thinking about you.

When I think about it, I can’t help but feel sad; when I think about it, I can’t stop crying. When you shout, you don't hear your response; when you cry, you don't hear your words.

Recalling the past, I once stepped on the shadow of the moon; thinking about that time, I felt like stepping on the dawn. Stepping on the shadow of the moon, Tianhe has long been bathed in beauty; stepping on the dawn, the skirts of clothes are still exposed to frost.

If you are used to being hardworking, you will be busy running around all day long; if you are honest and honest, you will rarely find peace in your life. It's a pity that I have never left the countryside in my life; it's a pity that I have become irreversibly ill from overwork.

Under the moonlight, the whole family talks and smiles; in life, we always teach and never forget. The most unforgettable thing is that the moans lingering in my stomach on the hospital bed; I am so regretful that my brother passed away in his sleep.

From now on, you and I have different paths, whispering and whispering in the breeze; the world is blurred, and we look for each other in dreams. It's so sad, it's so painful, a few tears gathered into the water of the Dragon River.

It is so sad that the cry spreads all over the nine heavens.

Let the wheels of time roll back and forth on your thin body, let the burden of life press tightly on your scarred shoulders, and you will continue to walk on the bumpy road silently and persistently without any regrets or regrets. Your son is the hope of your life. It is the support of your soul for countless miserable days. You have given your son wordless teachings. You have opened up the road of life for your son with your eternal persistence. Father, my son is the sail of hope you have released, and you are that The river that carries my life. Father, you are the sea. If you are the sea, let me ride on the wings of seagulls and kiss the clouds in the blue sky. Cut out a piece of sunshine and depict the blueprint in your heart. If you are the sea, please let me board the ship that travels far away. I will Playing with the fish will fold your expectations and my helplessness into a sailboard that breaks the waves and catches the wind. All the barriers will disappear in the distance between the sea and the sky. The song of Polygonum Si will not become the paradise of pursuit. On the coast of the New World, I will definitely take yours. The seeds of hope are sown, no matter whether the branches and leaves are lush tomorrow, I am the daughter of the sea. Your sea is always full of affectionate longing for windy days. Your strong and strong arms lift me up to the vast sky to accept the care of the sun. Even if I am myself It turns into smoke and disappears to pay tribute to my father. My father has worked hard all his life. You have only one belief. Seeking happiness for your children is precisely because of your hard work. The family is harmonious and happy, and the life is getting better day by day. Maybe mom is the only one in the world who is good, and not many people are calling for it, because It is undeniable that father's contribution to the family is no less than that of mother. In real society, father is the source of income for the family. He silently supports the whole family without any complaints. In the eyes of fathers in the world, nothing is more important than the family that relies on him, so As a father, he is destined to work hard all his life for the comfort and happiness of his family members. What a respectable and great father. There is no love in the world more selfless than father's love. Father's Day is here, express your sincere love to our father. Father, hazy time, father. It's a big mountain sitting on his shoulder, and he can always see far, far away. When he was sensible, my father was a stubborn bent pine. Only then did he realize that my weight is so heavy, so heavy. But now, father, you are a deep poem, son. Reading silently, tears gently flowing to my father, a blue sky, a distant green sky, a green mysterious mountain, a tranquil and deep vast land, full of vitality, all living beings, what a harmonious opportunity between man and nature, the ridges in the fields are beautiful musical notation, and the grains are dancing in the wind. The nine-melody mountain road is the string of heaven and earth. It is the string of heaven and earth that is plucked by the light steps of fathers. What pops up is actually the swan song of life. Sweat rushes in the canal dug by the years and stirs the waves of development. The protruding veins are made of strength. The spirit of the Great Wall and the Foolish Old Man who moved the mountains extends from here. The moonlight nourishes this quiet night. The running water in front of the room takes away all the fatigue. I touch the peace in the snoring and feel the light of the white hair in the mirror. The years of my father's being blocked by the wind and rain are engraved in Wisdom and life are deeply outlined on my father's forehead. My father's grace is no longer there. The traces of his passing have covered the ground with dead leaves and luxuriant grass. They have long since disappeared. Why are the years so fleeting? I remember that evening when my father carried me with him. I looked at the setting sun with my little hands, and the sky was dyed with red clouds. It was like my father was expecting a dream of mine. I felt guilty and dared not look directly into my father’s expectant eyes. The vast clouds seemed like my father’s deep love for me. I was so happy that I wanted to cry. When I was young, my father always said to me: I am the big tree and you are the little tree. Now that I have grown up, the little tree wants to say to my father: You will always be my big tree. My father touches the railings of the city and stands looking at the fragrance of his hometown. The soil reminds me of my father walking on the soil thousands of mountains away. At that time, my father walked like the wind, changing various hoeing postures, and got close to the soil with farm tools. He fell in love with the soil and kissed us as we rolled across the fields in March. In those days, My not-so-luxurious poems grew in the fields, one by one, over my father's head and standing like my father. It was my father's wish for me for many years. I had been away from home for many years. A hunchbacked figure stood clearly in my mind, holding a shining sickle in his hand. Nine

The moon stands on the golden field ridge in September and writes blessings to my father.

2. Sentences praising fathers for educating their children

1. Father’s love is a beacon in my journey of life, illuminating my journey when I am lost.

2. The most fundamental shortcoming of fathers is that they want their children to glorify themselves. -----Russell

3. If the father is unkind, the son will be unfilial; if the brother is not a friend, the younger brother will be disrespectful; if the husband is unjust, the wife will be disobedient. (Southern and Northern Dynasties) Yan Zhitui

4. Such a person, who is bound to you for life, supports a world with his thick arms and protects a home; his wings protect your healthy growth, because of him I hope you also have the arms of a giant; his harsh criticism may make you full of resentment, but you always blame yourself behind your back; behind his majesty, you are so gentle, this is your father.

5. Father’s love is a big umbrella, always holding it up on rainy days. Father’s love is a big mountain, tall and tall. Father’s love is a vast sea, rich and profound. Father’s love is me. A bright light in the journey of life, illuminating my journey when I am lost

6. Words and sentences to praise my father

7. There are no wise fathers and brothers in life, and there are no strict teachers outside. Friends, there are only a few who can succeed.

8. Father's love is a ray of light that allows your heart to see the bright road even if it is on the verge of darkness.

9. According to ancient legend, my mother gave me flesh and blood to make me grow, but my father gave me bones to make me stand. My father gave me a revelation, a lesson, and a love that I cannot understand temporarily but will benefit me throughout my life. And this kind of love is the sacrifice of father's life.

3. Poems describing father

Father's love is like a mountain. Inscription: If I were a grass, then it was my father who used his own flesh and blood to rot under my roots and let me Growing up vigorously; if I have feet, then every road I walk has gravel paved by my father's body, which makes me walk more solidly; if I can stand up, then he must be standing on my father's shoulders. .

Family love is an ancient vine, carrying the nostalgia for the years and the lingering of the past. Qiu Jin's branches and vines are filled with longing, tolerance, and waiting, embodying the past, present, and future.

Family love is a sea of ??affection, depicting the most beautiful picture in spring and the magnificent poem in summer. A broad mind stores longing, longing, and attachment, and is full of joy, care, and hope.

Family love is a golden ribbon that allows hearts to embrace each other and gather love. History is inseparable, the years are endless, we have been searching for thousands of years, and the ends of the world and the close at hand are closely connected.

I no longer remember who said the above words. I only remember pressing this yellowed paper under the glass of my desk on that cold winter night. Maybe I didn't taste the meaning carefully. If this issue's text show hadn't revolved around family love, maybe I would have forgotten this article called "Family Love".

As people grow older, their views on things change. Of course, I am no exception. There is love in the world: family, love, and friendship. All three are important. I can’t imagine what it would be like to lose family. When I was a child, I always felt that it was normal and reasonable for my father to love me. Maybe my father's devotion to me can only be truly understood and appreciated when I become a father one day.

Now if you look closely at "Family Love", you can vaguely understand the meaning. It's really sad to think about it. My naughty things as a child often made my father angry, but I don't know why I didn't know what to say when I got along with my father. I missed him day and night when I was away from my father. Over the past few years, I've watched my father get worse and worse. Pale hair makes me feel bad.

My father is a down-to-earth, sincere, diligent, honest, honest and loyal person. Father's love cannot be expressed in words, it can only be experienced with the heart.

The deepest impression on me when I was a child was that my father could do anything and be capable of anything. When I was a child, I also aspired to become a versatile person like my father.

"My life is hard work! For you, for this family!" When I was a child, my father once said this to me with a smile. When I was a child, I looked at my father with an innocent face and smiled, but I couldn't understand it.

This family is only possible because of my father. He supported the whole family with his hands. At that time, my mother was weak and sick and could only do some simple housework. It can be said that my father has always played the role of father and mother. My father had to take care of his dual role, whether it was washing and cooking, or tutoring my sister and I with our homework, and he also had to take care of my frail mother. I grew up eating food prepared by my father. I remember my father crying very well. Even when he was attacked by the disease, I never saw his tears. I always thought that my father would not cry, at least not in front of me. .

It was when I was in the first grade of junior high school that my grandma passed away. My father was afraid that I would not be able to find a job if I failed in my studies, so he bought the inheritance rights of the ancestral house from my uncles and renovated it. My father was busy with work and renovating the ancestral house and was unable to take care of me. My sister went to study abroad, leaving me alone in the whole family.

Being naughty by nature, I took out the pocket money my parents gave me and went crazy when my family was away. I followed my classmates around every day, buying snacks, playing games, and roller skating. , stayed away from home for several nights in a row. I vaguely remember that Tuesday morning, a familiar figure walked outside the school gate. Yes, it was my father. Looking at my father's tired body, it seemed that he had aged a lot. My father looked at me for a long time without saying anything.

I knew what my father’s eyes were saying to me, as if asking me why I hadn’t come home for several days? The air condensed and time stopped. Before leaving, my father said: "Your mother and I have no time to take care of you these days, and you have lost weight again!" When my father turned around and left, I saw the small star in the corner of his eye. Crystal clear teardrops, my father cried, my father who had never cried in front of me cried, this gave me a great shock, and now my heart aches a little when I think about it. No matter what I did wrong, my father never hit me or scolded me. He always educated me patiently and reasoned with me.

Because of the shock my father’s tears gave me, I restrained myself a lot and learned a lot from that time. The night before I left my hometown to study away from home for the first time in my life, my father gave me many, many instructions and instructions.

Growing up, I never had a close relationship with my father. It wasn’t until late at night that I put my clothes on and went to bed with my father’s voice. I felt that my father did not get up and leave, but looked at me quietly. , looking at the son he loved all his life.

..I felt very warm and safe that night.

.. I later learned from my mother’s words that night, my father didn’t close his eyes all night, looking at me, his son who was about to be far away from him. After I left, my father always thought of me late at night. I can't sleep because I'm afraid I'm not used to being in a foreign land. As for me, I was just like the little bird that escaped from the cage and flew freely in the sky. I didn't know how comfortable it was, but I couldn't think of my father's worries.

I was already working in 2002, and my sister came to the city where I worked for a business trip. The two siblings, who had not seen each other for a long time, had endless things to say, but I always felt that my sister seemed to have something to talk to. I said, but when the words came to my lips, I took them back. I saw it, and after repeated questioning, I found out that my father had suffered from cerebral thrombosis more than a week ago, which caused a brief shock that night. He was admitted to the hospital for rescue at 4 o'clock in the middle of the night, and my father worked for my peace of mind. , to stop my mother and sister from telling me the news.

Cerebral thrombosis? This was like a bolt from the blue, and I once again deeply felt that my father was getting older. I asked for leave from my boss, packed my bags and went home with my sister to visit my father.

When I saw my father again, he seemed very surprised, but looking at my sister behind me, he understood everything. "Why are you back?" "Sister, I don't know what's going on if you don't say you're sick of me?" "It's nothing, just a minor illness, is it necessary? I told you, I'm afraid you'll be distracted from work. ."

My father's cerebral thrombosis has stabilized, but it has left behind sequelae - he can no longer walk.

4. Ancient poems or famous sayings about father's love

1 A father is a source of wealth, a brother is a comfort, and a friend is both a source of wealth and comfort.

------Franklin

2 A wise son makes his father happy, but a foolish son brings shame to his mother.

------Solomon

If father and son do not believe, the family will be in disharmony.

------Wu Zetian

3 The family is the kingdom of the father, the world of the mother, and the paradise of children. .

------Emerson

4 Nothing would make your father more honored than that you continue your studies with the utmost enthusiasm and work hard to become an honest man. And an outstanding man.

------Beethoven

5 Father should be a tolerant friend.

------Dickens

6 The virtue of the father is the inheritance of the son.

7 In life, there are no virtuous fathers and brothers, no strict teachers and friends outside, and there are very few who can succeed. 〖Song Dynasty〗Written by Lu Gong

5. Poems about the influence of parents on children's education

When you are young in life, your spirit is patented. When you grow up, your thoughts are scattered; you must teach early and don't lose it. Machine.

The patent of "Yan Family Instructions Encouraging Learning" written by Yan Zhitui in the Northern Dynasty and Northern Qi Dynasty: concentration, dispersion: dispersion. This is Yan Zhitui's emphasis on the importance of early education.

●When a daughter-in-law has just arrived, she teaches a baby.

The "Yan Family Instructions: Teaching Children" written by Yan Zhitui of the Northern Dynasties and the Northern Qi Dynasty says that it is best to teach a daughter-in-law at the beginning of her life, and to teach a son well when he is a child.

●The foundation of the world is at home.

Han Xun Yue's "Shen Jian·Government" The foundation of the world lies in the family.

●Love your son and choose your teacher And teach them.

Tang Dynasty Han Yu's "Teacher's Theory" If you love your children, you must choose a teacher to educate them.

●A hundred years of life is based on early childhood education.

Liang Qichao of the Qing Dynasty's "On Preschool Education", a hundred years of life, is based on the education he received at an early age.

●If a father is good at teaching his children, he will teach his children.

Song Dynasty ·Children in Lin Bu's "Records of Saving Hearts": Young children. Those who are good at educating children must start from an early age.

●The foundation of a strong country lies in nurturing children. Children's wisdom must be open-minded before they can surpass others. .

"New Yuefu in Central Fujian" by Lin Shu of the Qing Dynasty Nurturing children: education and enlightenment.

●A little success is like nature, and habits are common.

"Book of Rites of Great Dai·Bao Fu" Habits developed in youth are like natural inborn habits. Once they become habits, they are difficult to change. It is pointed out here that education in youth is extremely important for subsequent growth.