1. Poems about missing your deceased father

Poems about missing your deceased father 1. What are the poems that describe "missing your deceased father"

The author of "The Book of Songs Zhi'an": Anonymous (Spring and Autumn Period).

I look up at my father. The father said: "Hey! I have been working day and night for my son. Be careful, there is no end to the coming."

Definition: Climb up to the green hill and look at my father from a distance. I seem to hear my father saying to me: "My son is traveling far away for official business. He will be covered with dew in the morning and covered with stars in the evening. Please take care and come back early and don't stay in a distant place."

"Remembering My Father" 》Author: Zhou Yuru (Ming Dynasty).

Reminiscing about the past, I was a remnant, and the snow is flying when I return home. I haven't said a word in three years, and I can't bear to see him return home.

Definition: I recall the last time I went home at the end of the twelfth lunar month, it was still snowing heavily. There has been no contact from home for three years, and I couldn't help crying when I saw the geese flying south in the sky.

Extended information:

In the novel, the sentences in memory of my father are as follows:

I will never stop loving you, throw red beans with blood and tears, and there will be no end to the spring willows and spring flowers filling the painting building. . ------Cao Xueqin's "A Dream of Red Mansions" (Qing Dynasty)

Meaning: Every little bit of lovesickness, all the drops are bright red blood and tears! The bright red blood and tears condensed into beautiful red beads and turned into acacia beans.

The world is full of flowers, and I think about my father every year. ——Xin Yun "Missing Father" (Qing Dynasty)

Meaning: It is the time when poplar flowers are brewing in May. Every year at this time, I will think of my father.

2. Ancient poems about missing the deceased’s parents

Poems about missing the deceased relatives, holding hands and looking at each other’s tearful eyes, I was speechless and choked.

Thousands of miles away, the mist spreads, and the mist sinks into the sky. The childish child held his clothes and asked, why is it too late to return? ***Who fights for time and wins the hair on the sideburns? Crows roost in the white trees in the atrium, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently.

Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks around, I wonder who is missing in autumn thoughts. Poems about missing loved ones. Poems about missing loved ones. It’s not as dusty as the night platform, deserted and a place of sorrow.

The steps are empty, the rain stops in the cold weather, and the weather is full of flowers. The dream has faded and the fragrance has faded for forty years, and the old willow in the garden has stopped blowing.

The spring waves under the sad bridge were green, and it was once the shadow of a startling grand. Wherever you look at the same acupuncture point, it will be more difficult to predict his fate.

In the past, we joked about what happened behind us, but now it is all happening before our eyes. I cried longing for my loved ones all night long, but the morning came again.

If you break off a branch, there will be no one in the world to send it to! The geese are flying south in the dark moon, and the rumor has come back here. My journey has not ended yet, when will I come back?

The river is still and the tide is beginning to fall, and the forest is dim and closed. In the Ming Dynasty, when you look at your hometown, you should see Longtou plum.

I want to hang the sword in front of the grave, but listen to the piano on my lap again. Three days before the Double Ninth Festival of Dingsi, I dreamed that the deceased woman was dressed in plain clothes, holding her hands and choking with sobs, saying too many words that she could no longer remember.

In Ji Sou’s Huangquan, old spring should still be brewed. 3lian.com Lying on an empty bed listening to the rain outside the south window, who stays up all night to mend clothes! Afraid of hurting my motherly love, I secretly flow to my pillow.

Crying but silently, I only regretted my past ruthlessness and relied on my paintings to reflect on my past. The road near the south of the city makes me afraid of walking, and Shen's home is the saddest place.

3. What are the poems that describe "missing the dead father"

1. "Mourning for Spring" (Five Wonders) The spring rhyme enters the garden and is fragrant and kind, but the red remains of the voyage are gone. Who will protect you again? Asking the Sunset for Wine 2. "Farewell Father" The breeze and raindrops are raining one after another. It is the change of scenery in the world, the new dawn, the edict from heaven, the immortal flags to save my father's soul 3. "Thinking of My Father" (Seven Wonders) It is difficult to say goodbye to the prosperous age of my father's tomb in the green mountains. Let go of family affection and walk slowly from now on. Goodbye at night, see you again, sound, appearance, and dream. 4. "Thinking of Father" (Qi Jue) The thunder of spring rises violently. It is hard to believe when the Nine Realms of Compassion and Yan will plow the land again. Dreaming of tears in the middle of the night. 5. "Missing My Father" (Seven Wonders) Drunk in the Wind, Drunk in the Rain, Missing My Family, It's Hard to Be Filial in the High Hall, I Want to Die, I Can Sigh the Homesickness, Who Can Interpret Its Meaning? Several Dreams Poem to Xinghua Village 6, "Ode to Plum Blossoms" (Seven Wonders) Who can admire the pretty plums and stand proudly in the snow? The cold winter falls in Jiufang. The years have no trace. I often recall the old days and miss my relatives without realizing the cold wind. 7. "Homesickness" (Qi Jue) The breeze is drizzle and the autumn is cool. I still hold my pipa. I only hate my family love and have nowhere to complain. I ask you when I will go to Chiyang. 8. " "Qi Jue Remembers My Father" (New Rhyme) I often think of my loving father when he was in office, and quit drinking and smoking to keep me honest.

I feel relaxed and relaxed after leaving my job, and I feel the sweetness of food when I go home. 9. "Remembering the Birthday of the King and Grandson" The dead branches are still green, and the tender grass is fragrant.

The tombs are surrounded by clouds and smoke, Du Yuming is crying, the souls of the dead are weeping, and the incense candles are swaying without any response. 10. "Missing My Father" (New Rhyme) It's May in the world, and I think about my father every year.

Like the snow that disappears without a shadow in one lifetime, the flowers that love you love scatter their fragrance for half a lifetime. 11. "Late Autumn--Standing in Fear" I was saddened by a sudden rain last year, and I will have nightmares and sad winds for the rest of my life.

The old trees beside the fence still have their remaining leaves, and the green pines on the ridge reflect their old appearance. If the blue bird can convey family letters, the chrysanthemum will bloom to show the love between descendants.

12. "Huanxisha Remembering My Father" The love of flesh and blood cannot be brought back, and it is difficult to hold back the tears of flying money.

The pines and birds also cry sadly! There is no news of Yin and Yang, who knows about the warmth and coldness of ten years? Night stage long sleep and endure separation? 13. "Sacrifice to the Father" (seven rhymes) is like a play, the road of life is full of sorrow, wind, flowers, snow, moon, dreams, leisurely picking up a pen, dancing around in the mortal world, carrying wine and singing softly from all over the world. There are poems dedicated to Xingzhou 14. "Autumn Thoughts" (Qilu) The maple leaves in the distant mountains are getting red, the remaining lotuses are fragrant on the lake, the ground is frosty, the autumn is commanding half of the plate, abandoned children, shadows are unparalleled, life is like a play, time is short, years leave traces, diary is long, and peace is endless The title of the calligraphy and ink is messy and there are articles 15. "Spring Injury" (Qilu) The east wind hunts and sends the Yin spring drizzle, the continuous moistening scenery, the new years are silent, how many things happen in life, how many slow steps, the true celadon lamp is still there today, the fragrance of green water and tea, no one pours the wine. Worry adds to the confusion, picks up the hoe and buries the flower soul with tears 16. "Thinking of the Father" Meilan welcomes the distant guests outside the court, is Yan Jun returning to a foreign land? Orange and yellow fruits trail the branches.

Staring in the eyes is like a father’s smile, and the tears flow from the eyes. The fragrance of March osmanthus fills the courtyard, and the monkeys are teasing each other.

Family love and love will stay forever. The news of yin and yang is broken, and the wild geese look at their children with sadness.

17. "Seven Rhymes (New Rhyme) Sadness" The bleak cold wind freezes the bones, and the desolate geese fill the sky in sorrow. The spirit form is tired and the world is cold, and the body is only buried in the snow.

The tenderness of a loving father will eventually fade away, leaving no room for doubt about the filial piety of a child. The chrysanthemums on the fence are as independent as the river bank, and I look forward to the vague mist.

18. "Moon over the Xijiang River·Seeing things and missing relatives" Spring rain brings yellow flowers everywhere, but where does the cold wind move the fallen leaves? The cuckoo sheds tears of blood and wets its clothes. Does Quanxia Yanjun understand? The osmanthus flowers bloom several times, and the leaves of Tianqi are green.

The sound and appearance are always in memory. Night dream Junyan wakes up crying! 19. "Partridge Sky" Once separated by Yin and Yang, we don't know each other, and we feel sorry for ourselves after ten years of broken dreams.

When I come back, I only see the remaining face smiling, and waving my hands is always like a phantom. Thinking about the past, remembering vaguely, reunion is actually the time of heartbreak! My heart aches when I hear people fulfill their filial piety, so I can only write an article to comfort Chu Qi.

, 20. "Qilu·Remembering Father" (New Voice) Qian recalled her father in her dream, and woke up with tears wet in her clothes. During his lifetime, he always had a kind appearance, and his heartfelt sounds were always in his ears.

Being easygoing in life depends on wisdom, and being frugal in running a household depends on perseverance. If you don’t care about fame and fortune now, you will need to be more diligent in the future.

There are also some sentences about remembering the deceased father for reference: 1. Walking alone on the road at dusk, blowing the cool wind. Against the background of the setting sun, the withered yellow leaves of autumn fall, dancing gracefully to say goodbye to the branches, which is so reluctant to say goodbye.

And I miss my father just like the leaves that are attached to the big tree. Thinking and thinking, tears can't help but fall from the corners of my eyes. 2. Wangshan Xiyuan is the home I chose for my father. When the mountains are green, my father can rest there forever.

3. Outside the window late at night, the memories are old sadness, tears of missing, and pain of missing. When I dream back at midnight, I can never forget the tears flowing from the corners of my father's eyes... 4. Spring is warm and flowers are blooming. My mood has not improved in the past few days. I miss my deceased relatives and feel depressed. In the blink of an eye, for three years, my father's voice and face occasionally appear in my dreams. He is still so thin. I occasionally look at his body and feel very sad. But this year's Qingming Festival, my father's big photo will also go with him. .

4. What are the poems that describe longing for the late father?

1. "Qi Jue·Revised Poems for Father" Era: Modern Author: Mao Zedong The child determined to go out of his hometown, but he failed to become famous in his studies. I swear not to pay it back. There is no need for a graveyard to bury the bones. There are green mountains everywhere in life.

2. "Picking Mulberries·It Was Wrong at the Time" Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde Now it is revealed that it was wrong at the time, and my mood is desolate. Red tears are secretly hanging down, and the eyes are full of spring breeze and everything is wrong. Knowing that there is no plan for the future, I force myself to talk about the happy date. Farewell like this, the pear blossoms have fallen and the moon turns to the west.

3. "Mourning for Xuetai" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi. Wutong was half dead, old and sick, and the thought of Chongquan hurt his nerves. Returning to the hospital at night with the child in hand, the moon is cold and the room is empty and no one is there.

4. "Three Poems on Sorrow and Feelings·Part 2" Tang Dynasty: Yuan Zhen In the past, people joked about the meaning behind their deaths, but now they are all in front of their eyes. The clothes have been worn, but the needle and thread are still there. I still miss my old love and pity my maidservant, and I also gave him money in my dream. I sincerely know that everyone has this hatred, and poor and lowly couples suffer from everything.

5. "Polygonum" Pre-Qin Dynasty: Anonymous. The person who made Polygonum is Curcuma, and the bandit of Polygonum and Artemisia. I feel sorry for my parents, who worked so hard to give birth to me. Polygonum is used by Curcuma, and Curcuma is bandited by Yiwei. I'm sorry for my parents, I'm so exhausted from work. The bottle is empty, Wei Lei is ashamed. The life of the fresh people is not as long as the death. What kind of father is there without a father? Without a mother, what can you rely on? When you go out, you will hold your shirt, and when you enter, you will be exhausted. My father gave birth to me, my mother bowed to me. Caress me, feed me, grow me and nurture me, take care of me and return me, go in and out of your belly. Desire to repay virtue. Haotian is extremely stupid! Nanshan is fierce and windy. If the people are all poor, what harm can I do! The rhythm of Nanshan Mountain is fluttering in the wind. The people are all in need of food, but I alone cannot die!

5. What are the poems about "missing my late father"

1. "Polygonium" Pre-Qin Dynasty: The anonymous Polygonum is the one who has the name of Curcuma, and the bandit is the Polygonum.

I feel sorry for my parents, who worked so hard to give birth to me. Polygonum is used by Curcuma, and Curcuma is bandited by Yiwei.

I feel sorry for my parents, who gave me a hard time. The bottle is empty, Wei Lei is ashamed.

The life of ordinary people is not as long as the death. What kind of father is there without a father? Without a mother, what can you rely on? When you go out, you will hold your shirt, and when you enter, you will be exhausted.

My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed to me. Caress me, feed me, grow me and nurture me, take care of me and return me, go in and out of your belly.

The virtue of wanting to repay. Haotian is extremely stupid! Nanshan is fierce and windy.

The people are all hungry, so what harm can I do! The rhythm of Nanshan Mountain is fluttering in the wind.

The people are all in need of food, but I alone cannot die! 2. "Qijue·Revised Poems for Father" Era: Modern Author: Mao Zedong The boy was determined to leave his hometown, and he vowed not to return the favor if he failed to succeed in his studies.

There is no need to bury the bones in a mulberry tree. There are green hills everywhere in life. 3. "Picking Mulberries·It Was Wrong at the Time" Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde now knows that he was wrong at the time, and his mood is desolate.

Red tears secretly shed, and the eyes are full of spring breeze and everything is wrong. Knowing that there is no plan for the future, I force myself to talk about the happy date.

We say goodbye like this, the pear blossoms are gone and the moon turns to the west. 4. "Mourning for Xuetai" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi was half-dead, Wutong was old and sick, and Chongquan's thoughts made him nervous.

Returning to the hospital at night with the child in hand, the moon is cold and there is no one in the empty room. 5. "Three Poems on Sorrow and Feelings Part 2" Tang Dynasty: Yuan Zhen used to joke about his thoughts after death, but now they are all in front of his eyes.

The clothes have been worn and all have been seen, but the needle and thread are still there and cannot be untied. I still miss my old love and pity my maidservant, and I also gave him money in my dream.

I sincerely know that everyone has this kind of hatred, and poor and lowly couples suffer from everything.

6. What are the poems that commemorate the deceased father?

1. Anonymous

Occasionally, under the foil of the green building, the beauty is bound to live forever with a smile.

Shan Si had no choice but to suffer from lingering illness, and was so exhausted that he died in Jiuquan.

In order to sue my parents for not being able to afford it, Ye Lang mistakenly thought that I was already 20 years old.

Huanlang sobbed and expressed his true feelings, and his life was over with a smile.

I am dying in my heart today, and we will meet again in the next life.

In the spring of the sixteenth year, the bus was walking on the left side of the mountain.

The horse comes to win people like jade, just like in a dream in the past.

Dejie Nangong follows him everywhere, staying in the same quilt and doing the same case.

It is advisable to teach that the marriage between two generations continues, and the affairs between the woman in the past and the man in the present are even more strange.

Yu'er was ill with lung disease and asthma, and her son was without a husband for only half a year.

In the past, he died as a man and now he is me. The history of Han Pengxiao is passed down in vain.

2. "Farewell Father" Anonymous

The breeze and the rain are falling,

It is the change of scenery in the world.

Who knows the edict from heaven,

The immortal banner saves my father’s soul.

3. "Thinking of My Father" Anonymous

If you want to raise your father's tomb on a green mountain,

It is difficult to say goodbye to the prosperous age and give up family ties.

From now on, I will slowly return to the night again.

Goodbye Yin Rong Meng will be updated again.

4. "Thinking of My Father II (Seven Absolutes)" Anonymous

Spring thunder rumbles across the tomb,

It is hard to believe that kindness and strictness can be seen in the nine realms.

When will we plow the land again?

I dreamed of crying silently at midnight.

5. "Three Missing Fathers (Seven Wonders)" Anonymous

Drunk in the wind, drunk in the rain, and longing for relatives,

It is difficult to be filial and want to die in the high hall.

Who can interpret the nostalgia?

I dreamed of Xinghua Village several times.

Reference materials

Baidu Library:

7. Sentences about missing the deceased father

1. Dear mother, no matter where you go, I will miss you everywhere. Mom, on this special day, I want to say to you: Mom, I love you forever!

2. During those days, the wounds in my heart burned like fire. Every night, the intense pain would stubbornly pull me out of my light sleep. After I wake up, I usually burst into tears. Mom, you will never be by my side again. Thinking of this makes my heart even more painful.

4. I have not been in good condition these past few days. I have a cold and a sore throat. I miss home especially when I am alone. I miss the meals my mother cooked when she was still alive. My whole body is so sore that I cannot stand. I am struggling to hold on. Hold on until get off work.

5. Mom, today is your death anniversary. Although I am not by your side, although I still worry you so much, I will not let you down. I really miss the smell of home. It is the love house you built with your hard work. I really want to fly home.

6. One or two months passed quickly. When school started, I had to go back to my grandma’s house again, but I couldn’t let go. When my father put me on the train, I tried my best to avoid them. sight, because I couldn’t help crying again. I didn’t say a word during the seven or eight hours journey, I just missed my late mother.

7. I vaguely remember that my mother’s touch is the softest. When you are sick, you always need to be gently touched by your mother to get well quickly. The gestation of life more than ten years ago and the endless love and care in these years have made my mother and I so close. The care a mother gives without any reward is like the air around her. It is everywhere and at all times, so it is ignored by us just like the air.

8. The mother was not around. She could not see her daughter's face swollen like that. The hard concrete floor wiped away the most delicate skin around the eyes, and blood flowed out. Then the viscous liquid slowly seeped out and wrapped the wound, solidifying. I also sealed away the pain in half my face and all my fears.

9. When I got home, I sorted out my clothes and found that one of my clothes had been mended by my mother. The stitches were very carefully stitched. Although I no longer wear patched clothes, at that moment I held the clothes in the room. I cried for half an hour, just because it was my mother's delicate love.

10. On this day of Qingming, how can I not burst into tears? On this day, I kneel down on my knees, put my hands together, and wish my parents far away a long rest and happiness!

11. During the Qingming Festival, if there is no rain to accompany it, the desolation and coldness that it deserves will be missing. Listen, the annoying sound of pattering rain has woven the whole world into endless confusion and melancholy. The rain in this season should be the rain of longing. The heart that has been frozen by winter for a season will follow the rhythm of the rain knocking on the window lattice, brushing away the dust stained on the body, walking into the long alley, and letting some lonely thoughts bloom fragrant buds in the words. Miss you mom so much!

12. In our lives and lives, some people are destined to be very important, and some people are destined to have a very important position in our hearts. I miss my parents and the time I spent with them!

13. Missing my parents, I am often brought back to the past by consciousness, flying back to my hometown with my thoughts, standing at the turning point of history and reality, becoming the protagonist of a story, chewing on those hard years, even though those close to me have passed away. Gone, but the familiar voice and smile, the objects touched by both hands are still there, the village and the old house are still there, the nickname and the call are still there.

14. The whole world suddenly darkened, my vision blurred, and my heart became extremely heavy. My mind was in a haze, and my body began to lose weight, as if it was about to float. The feeling of falling into a black hole turned into tears pouring from my eyes. I suddenly realized that my mother was gone!

15. It is another day to miss deceased relatives. It turns out that time cannot make people forget everything. On the contrary, it will only make people remember it more deeply. My late aunt, if there is an afterlife, I still want to You are my aunt, I really miss you!

8. What are the poems about "missing my deceased father"

"Mourning for Spring" (Five Jue) Spring rhymes are fragrant in the garden, but kindness and strictness are far away.

Who will protect the remaining red? Ask the sunset about the wine. "Seven Rhymes (New Rhyme) Sadness" The bleak cold wind freezes the bones, and the desolate geese fill the sky in mourning.

The divine form is tired and cold in the world of mortals, and the body is only buried in white snow. The tenderness of a loving father eventually fades away, and there is no doubt about the filial piety of a child.

The chrysanthemums stand alone on the river bank, looking forward to the mist. "Qilu·Remembering Father" (New Voice) Qian recalled his father in his dream, and when he woke up, his clothes were wet with tears.

During his lifetime, he always had a kind appearance, and his heartfelt sounds were always in his ears. Being easygoing in life depends on wisdom, and being frugal in running a household depends on perseverance.

We don’t care about fame and fortune in the past, but we will need to be more diligent in the future. "Thinking of My Father" Meilan welcomes distant guests outside the court, and Yan Jun returns home from a foreign land? Orange and yellow fruits trail the branches.

Staring in the eyes is like a father’s smile, and the tears flow from the eyes. The fragrance of March osmanthus fills the courtyard, and the monkeys are teasing each other.

Family love and love will stay forever. The news of yin and yang is broken, and the wild geese look at their children with sadness.

"Huanxisha Remembering My Father" The blood and family ties cannot be brought back, and it is difficult to hold back the tears as money flies in the air. The pines and birds also cry sadly! There is no news of Yin and Yang, who knows about the warmth and coldness of ten years? Night stage long sleep and endure separation? .

9. Rhyming verses about missing your late father

Sentences about missing your loved ones 1. I wish you a long life and a long life.

2. Mother, it has been almost two years since you left me. I usually dare not open my heart to miss you, because you know that when I think of you, I will burst into tears, and I am afraid that you will hear me cry. , I’m afraid that you will see my tears. I’m afraid that you will worry about me anymore in that world, mother. That would be really unfilial to me. Now that I am really strong, you don’t have to worry about me anymore. You are here Just live peacefully in that world! 3. It is a cold winter night, bitingly cold, but the moonlight outside the window is very beautiful. Looking out from the window, there is a crescent moon on the dark sky. The clear light is spreading all over, giving the night a hazy coat. Extraordinarily delicate and beautiful, in the dark night, my heart is wrapped with strands of happiness and warmth. I know that it is not only the moonlight that is beautiful, but also my soul. 4. The sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

5. It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet. The east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. 6. Mother, when I encounter setbacks and things go wrong, I think of myself as my mother’s most precious daughter. I have my mother’s greatest love, and I will live a good life for my mother.

No love in the world can last forever, only the great maternal love is eternal. The maternal love you gave me is enough to warm my life. Enough to light up my life.

7. How can I forget the sound of you tossing and turning in the silent night; how can I forget your lonely figure in the setting sun; how can I forget the eager look in your eyes every festive season? On days when I couldn't go home, I sat alone in the space surrounded by snow-white walls, listening to the music flowing behind me - thousands of times, heartbreaking. 8. Tonight, sleep with a piece of longing on your pillow. She will grow into a tree and produce winding vines, tightly entwined, growing quietly, flourishing in a corner of your heart, and preferably producing beautiful wind chimes. Playing the music of Ding Ding Dong Dong against the warm wind will be the most harmonious and beautiful sound of the soul, lingering in the world for a long time.

9. Sincere blessings, even if you are thousands of miles apart, you can still feel the breath of friendship. May a good mood accompany your friends every day. Space is the communication of hearts between friends. Messages are true concern for friends. Walk out of friends. The space is filled with beautiful thoughts! You will also feel the happiness of living under the same blue sky.

10. When I think of my mother, I will be high-spirited when my ambition is low; when I think of my mother, I will be full of pride when I am wasting my years; when I think of my mother, a wandering wanderer will have the desire to go home; when I think of my mother, I will be hesitant. The resting soul has found its home.

11. Looking at your photo, tears burst like broken beads. The indelible maternal love continues to extend.

The long journey prevents me from sending a bouquet of carnations to your grave. I can only comfort myself by picking up my rusty pen and scribbling words for you in a hurry, pouring out my inner thoughts.

I long for the joy and tranquility of your life under the Nine Springs. 12. Tonight, I sleep with a pillow of joy. I hope that I can still continue to have such warmth in my dreams. There seems to be no distance between my heart and my heart. I often reveal my truest self inadvertently. Sometimes I even feel strange. , why can all the words flow out so naturally, without all scruples, it is a heart-opening confession, revealing all the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of the truest self, even too much childishness.