1. A collection of poems describing the father

I feel 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 for worshiping 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 are hanging up, and my heart is sad; the cigarette smoke is lingering, and my mouth is hard to speak. It has been five years since I left. I miss you in my heart.

Stepping on the shadow of the moon, whispering in the breeze, you and I are different, we have stepped on the shadow of the moon to pieces; I have become honest and honest; my children have good education, educate me, and grow me up. Being hard-working is a legacy for children; children are filial to the world; I miss you in my heart; I cry, but the sadness is not the same as in Jiuzhou, and the whole family talks and smiles.

He was barely literate enough to serve as a slave, and he never left his farmland throughout his life. I have been studying Confucianism for a while in the middle of winter, but I don't hear what you said. How can I rely on you if I have no mother? Don't sigh if I have no children. I come to see a wild man who pities his descendants. I look for each other in my dreams and can't help but love you.

"The Book of Songs" What is the father without a father? [Tang Dynasty] Han Yu people think it is good to have boys and girls, but they don’t know that boys and girls make people grow old. You are a little tree. Now that I have grown up, the little tree wants to say to my father that my heart is sad. It is painful to give birth to me. It is the anniversary of my father’s death in five years; If the husband is unjust, the wife will be disobedient, and the cry spreads throughout the nine heavens.

The most unforgettable thing is that Tian He has already passed away to Mu Chanjuan; the rarest brother in the world; cigarettes are lingering around. Reminiscing about the past, I wrote a poem: "It is rare to have peace in life. I dare not forget the teachings from time to time. There is no need to work hard for fame. "Bei Guo Xian Si" There is green grass in front of the mountains and behind them.

Fang Si Qi Xi.

〖Song Dynasty〗 Mr. Lu did what his parents wanted, and he never forgot to tell Naiweng about family sacrifices. He has been busy all day long for five years: I am a big tree, the river that carries my life. Father, you are the sea. If you are the sea, then Let me ride on the wings of seagulls and kiss the clouds in the blue sky. Cut out a piece of sunshine and describe the blueprint in your heart. If you are the sea, please let me board a long-distance ship. I will play with the fish and fold your expectations with my helplessness. Pick up a sailboard that breaks the waves and catches the wind. All the barriers disappear in the distance between the sea and the sky. The singing of Polygonum Si will not become the paradise of pursuit. On the coast of the new world, I will definitely sow the seeds of your hope. No matter whether the branches and leaves will be 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 turn into smoke and disappear, pay tribute to my father. My father has been tired all his life. Yours There is only one belief, seeking happiness for children. It is because of your hard work that the family is harmonious and happy, and the life is getting better day by day. Maybe only mothers are good in the world. Not many people are calling for it, because it is undeniable that fathers contribute no less to the family than mothers. In reality, society The middle-aged father is the source of income for the family. He silently supports the whole family without any complaints. In the hearts of fathers in the world, nothing is more important than the family that relies on him. Therefore, as a father, he is destined to live a comfortable and happy life for his family members. What a respectable and great father who works hard. There is no kind of love in the world that is more selfless than father's love. It's Father's Day. Let's express our sincere love to our father. When my father is dim, my father is like a big mountain sitting on his shoulders, and he can always see far away.

Let the wheels of time roll back and forth on your thin body. Let the burden of life press tightly on your scarred shoulders. You will walk silently on the bumpy road without any regrets or regrets. Perseverance to your son is the hope of your life and the support of your soul. In countless miserable days, you have given your son wordless teachings. With your eternal perseverance, you have opened up the road of life for your son. It seems like thousands of years, but thousands of lotus roots still come from it. The old man plows: The incense sticks stand tall. People are gone.

Wang Shibei fixed the day of the Central Plains; it is a pity, I will continue to describe it, my mother bowed to me, and I watched the village children play late love. "Motto Lian Bi" Being a parent is the best thing in the world.

"Proverbs Lian Bi" My father gave birth to me. From then on, I became irreversibly sick from overwork, and my clothes still showed frost.

"Couple of Proverbs" Don't be happy to have a son. The sound of groaning in the hospital bed lingers in the intestines. Return me, animal me, so heavy. But now, father, you are a deep poem, and the son silently reads it with tears. Gently flowing father, a blue sky, a distant green sky, a mysterious mountain, tranquility, deepness, vast earth, full of vitality, all living beings, what a harmonious opportunity between man and nature, the ridges in the fields are a beautiful staff, the grains fluttering in the wind, are dancing notes The winding mountain road is the string of heaven and earth. It is the light steps of fathers that pluck it. What pops out is actually the swan song of life. Sweat rushes in the canal dug by the years and stirs up the waves of development. The protruding veins are the Great Wall built by strength. Foolish Old Man moved the mountains. The spirit extends from here. The moonlight nourishes this quiet night. The running water in front of the room takes away all the fatigue. I can touch the peace in the snoring and feel the light of my father’s white hair in the mirror. The years that were built up by the wind and rain are engraved on my father’s forehead. It deeply outlines the wisdom and life. The flower has faded. My father's grace is no longer still. The traces of his passing are covered with withered leaves and luxuriant grass. They have long disappeared. Why are the years so fast? I remember that evening when my father took my little hand to watch. The sunset dyed the sky red, as if my father was expecting a dream from me. 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. My father in his youth. Always say that to me? "The Book of Songs" The Virtue of the Father. What a shame; so regretful.

The sound of the bamboo horse rushes away to mourn for the parents; the world and the world are blurred; at first thought, I keep the door closed when I go out all the time, and worship at home. 2. Poems about father

The father plows the plains and goes to the fields, while the son goes to the wilderness in the mountains. ——Nie Yizhong's "Tian Family"

My parents thought about it then, but you should know it today. ——Bai Juyi's "The Poems of Yan Revealed to Liu Sou"

Yiran respected his father and asked me where I came from? Before the questions and answers were finished, I drove my children to drink wine.

——Du Fu's "A Presentation to the Eight Virtues of the Guard"

When you go out to seek companionship, you go home and bid farewell to your father and brother. —— Yuan Zhen's "Taking Music"

In the winter of the third year, he temporarily studied as a Confucian scholar, while Qianhu still worked as a farmer for his father. ——Lu You, "Village Children Playing on the Stream"

No matter how straight a house is, the hometown of parents cannot be reached. ——Wang Jian's "The Ancient Army"

Mutter the teaching words and brush the sweaters one by one. ——Bai Juyi's "The Poems of Yan Revealed to Liu Sou"

The idiot does not know the etiquette of father and son, so he asks for food and cries to the east of the door in anger. ——Du Fu's "Collection of Hundred Worries"

Males and females scream in the air, but they never return after their voices are exhausted. ——Bai Juyi's "The Poems of Yan Revealed to Liu Sou"

In a wonderful year, he comes to support his father and brother, and his talents meet the needs of the time. ——Huang Tingjian's "Sending Fan Deru to Know Qingzhou"

Flags line the road to success, and fathers and mothers come from far away to follow. ——Qian Liu's "The Homecoming Song of the Patrolling Clothes and Jin Army System"

Before my father returned to his grave, he had already divided the gold to fight for the land and house. ——Guan Xiu's "Traveling is Difficult"

When will the wolf be destroyed? Father and son will be at peace. ——Li Bai's "Youzhou Huma Guest Song"

The father pities the mother and is reluctant to slap her, but she laughs so stupidly that it makes people sigh. ——Lu Tong's "Indicating the Pregnancy"

When I arrived, my parents knew that they would be separated from each other, so they put on their clothes as if they were going to die. ——Wang Jian's "Crossing the Liao River"

Caterpillars are not easy to catch, and the yellow mouth has no period of satiety. ——Bai Juyi's "The Poems of Yan Revealed to Liu Sou"

When the wise men return to the mirror in town, they repay their kindness and kindness and light Buddha lamps. ——Li Dong's "A Letter of Gratitude to Mr. Situ Xianggong in the First Episode"

When my father learned about my presence, he opened a small pavilion near the water for you. —— Su Shi's "Farewell to Jia Na's Wrown Eyebrows"

Father and brother teach each other, seek profit rather than fame. —— Yuan Zhen's "Taking Music"

After thirty days of hard work, the mother becomes thinner and the chick becomes fatter. ——Bai Juyi's "The Poems of Yan Revealed to Liu Sou"

But Li refused to teach him personally, and ordered him to follow his father's footsteps. ——Liu Zongyuan's "Wei Dao'an (Dao'an Changzhi assisted Zhang Jianfeng in."

What is there without a father? What is there to rely on without a mother? —— The Book of Songs "Xiaoya Polygonum"

Sorrow I'm sorry for my parents, who gave me a hard life. ——The Book of Songs "Xiaoya Polygonum"

The clothes and anvils are shaking, and the parents are singing in the market. ——Guan Xiu's "Shangsun Shijun"

Father and son hold each other even more tightly, with tears and blood flowing. ——Liu Zongyuan's "Wei Dao'an" (Dao'an tried to assist Zhang Jianfeng in Yu.)

If a father is not a father, a brother is not a brother. ——Guan Xiu " "Shang Liu Tian"

If father and brother are together, let Xiang Biantou grow up - Liu Jia's "Ten Yuefu Poems of the Tang Dynasty"

Father and brother are afraid of concubines. Uncle. —— Yu Xin's "Palace of Resentment"

My father is here, and my progress is long, so sad! —— Wang Zhaojun's "Regrets"

My father is here. When I was born, my mother bowed to me. She raised me and nurtured me. She took care of me and returned me. - The Book of Songs "Xiaoya Polygonum"

When I return home, I don't buy food. The father and son share half of the rice. - Yuan Zhen's "Zhubu (Shishou County Boundary)"

The parents cried loudly, and the birds also cried. - Meng Jiao's "Song of Yao" (A Song of Shun, Appreciating Zheng's Village.) 3. Ancient poems about father's love

1. Tian Family

Tang Dynasty: Nie Yizhong

The father plowed the fields, while the son was left in the wilderness

In June, the grain has not yet grown, and the official family has built a barn.

Vernacular translation

The father is plowing the fields on the mountain, and the son is clearing wasteland at the foot of the mountain.

Six. In the spring season, the rice in the fields has not yet headed,

but the official tax collection warehouse has long been repaired and waiting for collection.

2. Baiyoujixing

Tang Dynasty. Generation: Du Fu

Reminiscent of the fifteenth year when a child came back as strong as a yellow calf.

In August, the pears and jujubes were ripe in front of the court, and one could climb the tree a thousand times in one day. /p>

Now that I am fifty, I can only stand and sit a few times.

I am sad to see that my life is full of worries.

The entrance is still surrounded by walls. Empty, the old wife saw that I had the same color.

The idiot didn't know the etiquette of father and son, so he cried out to me in anger.

When I was young, I had no idea. Carefree, in good health, full of energy, really full of life.

When the pears and dates were ripe, young Du Fu would frequently go up the tree to pick them, at least a thousand times a day.

But I also think that due to old age and weak strength, it is difficult to move, so I sit and lie more and walk and stand less.

He has been unwilling to bow his head and lower his eyebrows all his life, but when he grows old, he smiles and greets his master. I can't help but feel sad and full of sadness.

As soon as I entered the house, the walls were still empty, the family had no food left, and was completely destitute. The old husband and wife were relatively speechless, with sad and tired faces.

Only the idiot is childish and ignorant, hungry, facing the east kitchen door, crying and angry, begging for food.

3. Crossing the Liao River

Tang Dynasty: Wang Jian

Crossing the Liao River, it is five thousand miles to Xianyang.

When I arrived, my parents knew that they were going to be separated from each other for another lifetime, so they were wearing heavy clothes as if they were going to die.

There are also bones returned to Xianyang, and the business families each return to their hometown.

On a day when there should be no return, I stand on horseback and look at the Liao River.

Translation

After leaving Xianyang, the journey to Liao River is five thousand miles long. Before leaving home, my parents already knew that they would be separated by a vast sea and it would be difficult to get together again in this life. Before I left, my mother made some new clothes for me, as if she was afraid that I would never come back, and if I died on the road, I would not have clean clothes to bury me in. There were also soldiers who sacrificed their lives and were sent back to Xianyang. The military commander petitioned the emperor to let people from the martyrs' hometown serve as soldiers. Thinking about how pitiful I was, as I would never come back when I was away, I felt infinitely sad for this, and stopped at the edge of Liao River in confusion.

4. People from Lebian

Tang Dynasty: Liu Jia

Even in the countryside, he is tired and his belly is full.

Father and brother are in the same place, no matter how old they are!

Translation

You have to endure hunger and hardship in your hometown,

It is true to be able to fill your stomach in the frontier.

If relatives can stay together,

I would be willing to die on the border.

5. Send Jia Na’s eyebrows

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

When Lao Weng returned to Yuyuan at the foot of the mountain, he planted 30,000 green pine trees.

My father knows that I am here after receiving the letter, and a small pavilion is opened for you by the water.

Watch the dragon and snake life one by one, and listen to the sadness of the wind and rain.

Just like Gantang, he will not be cut off. His beard and white armor are waiting to return.

Extended information

Quotes about father’s love

1. A loving father does not love his son in return. ——Huainanzi

2. Father’s love can sacrifice everything, including his own life. ——Leonardo da Vinci

3. The father’s virtue is the son’s best legacy. ——Cervantes

Reference: Sogou Encyclopedia - Father's Love 4. Ancient poems describing father

Ordinaryness reveals perseverance and easygoingness, but there is also strength, just like the warmth of the sun, selflessness and As broad as the sea, deep, loyal, and upright, you taught me the principles of forgiveness and tolerance, and you taught me the rules of life. Like all great fathers in the world, you are not good at rhetoric, but you can express your deep fatherly love with actions: Forget No, I will never forget the scene of father and daughter playing together, the worry on your forehead when your daughter came home at night, the back of you taking your daughter to school on your bike, the many efforts you made to seek medical advice for your daughter... The spring breeze turned into rain, you didn't. Mother's tenderness, the bright autumn moon, you hide your tenderness deep in your heart under your wings, I stupidly flutter my wings and want to fly, you accompany me to inspire pride in the wind and rain of the world! Hello, Dad! No matter the mountains and rivers, no matter how windy and frosty it is, when the birds return to their nests when they are tired, you will always be my safest harbor in my daughter’s heart. 5. Poems describing father

Inscription on Father's Love as a Mountain: If I were a grass, then it was my father who rotted under my roots with his own flesh and blood, allowing me to grow vigorously; if I had 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 have watched my father get older and better. 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 had given 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 know what my father’s eyes are saying to me, as if asking me why I haven’t been 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 that night, my father did not 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 looked 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. 6. Ancient poems about gratitude to parents

Poems about gratitude to parents

1. "The Song of the Wandering Son" Tang Mengjiao

The thread in the hands of the loving mother, the clothes on the body of the wanderer. Before leaving, there is a tight gap,

I am afraid that I will return later. Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light.

2. "Farewell to My Mother" by Huang Zhongze of the Qing Dynasty

Pulling up the curtains to pay homage to my mother and going to the river beam, I will be worried for a long time and my eyes will dry up with tears.

It was a miserable snowy night in Chaimen, and it was better to have no children than to have no children at this time.

3. "Arriving Home at the End of the Year" by Jiang Shiquan of the Qing Dynasty

My love for my son is endless, and I am happy to return home. The cold clothes are densely stitched, and the letters home are freshly inked.

When we meet, I pity the thin man, and call him to ask about his hardships. I feel ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh in the dust.

4. "Fifteenth" Song Dynasty King Anshi

He sent his mother to Han ditch and left Bai Hanyin at home. When the moon comes out and Du Yu is heard, the north and the south are always concerned.

5. "Mother Farewell Son" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

Mother bids farewell to son, son bids farewell to mother, crying bitterly in the dark of day.

The general of the Kansai Hsing Cavalry, he captured Xin Ce Xun last year.

The imperial edict gave two million in money, and Luoyang welcomed people like flowers.

New people welcome and old people abandon them, the lotus in the palm is a thorn in the eye.

It is not enough to be sad to welcome the new and abandon the old. It is sad to leave two children in your family.

At first, he was helping people to walk and then to sit down.

My mother and son have been separated for a long time because of the new Yanwan of your wife.

It is not as good as the crows and magpies in the forest. The mother does not lose her young, the male and the female.

It should be like the peach and plum trees in the garden, the flowers falling on the branches with the wind.

Newbies, newbies, listen to my words, Luoyang Unlimited Red Mansion Girl.

I hope that the general will be able to perform meritorious service again, and that there will be new people better than you. 7. Sentences describing father

There is a kind of love that is silent and serious. It is often impossible to express it in detail at the time. However, it makes you feel more and more flavorful in the days that follow. I will never forget it for the rest of my life, it is the boundless father's love.

Father's love is actually very simple. It is like liquor, spicy and warm, which makes people easily drunk; it is like coffee, bitter and mellow, which makes people easily invigorated; it is like tea, plain and friendly, which makes people addicted without knowing it; it is like fire, It gives people warmth but is intimidating, and it is easy for people to excite themselves.

Father’s love is a ray of sunshine in spring, which shines warmly on me; it is a ray of cool breeze in summer, which blows away the heat in my heart; it is a ray of love in autumn. Strings of fruits guide me to success; they are a fire in winter, warming my cold heart.

Father's love is everywhere!

Even if you are a master of painting, it is difficult to outline your strong backbone, father; even if you are a literary master, it is difficult to portray your unyielding spirit; even if you are open to all rivers, it is difficult to cover all your feelings, father. The love of children! This application is for your reference only. Your father is your own. Think carefully about the time when you get along with your father. When you feel that what your father did for you moved you the most, how you felt at that time and how your father looked like. I believe you can make you happy. Father writes well and with emotion 8. Poems of gratitude for father's love

1. "Father's Love Like a Mountain"

Holding the young hand

In the wind and rain Come here

The aftertaste is sweet

God’s arrangement

If it weren’t for life

Ruthlessly separate kindness

Maybe you have something more exciting

Lingering about cause and effect

A final letter

A brave choice

How great

Continuing the love between father and son

Joyfully planting for the children

Looking forward to the future of the children

2. "The Way of Father's Love" 》

Get used to your advice

That warm haven

The destination for spiritual healing

In the meticulous care

Nostalgic for the soaring reverie of children

Ignorance and frivolity and stubbornness

Satisfied with the rainbow-like splendor...

I have heard a lot of gossip

Doubts about your thinking space

What kind of livelihood concept should be dressed up

Is it a responsibility or a game

Or is it just a performance of film art

Indulge in the feasting of youth

When your back

is like a giant bow

Sweating *** melts the hot earth

Ignore Roasting in the flames

Full of joyful expectations

But leaving a string of sighs

In the wilderness of green grass

Echoing in the night The coming sunset

The smoke under the solitary lamp

The sincere confession

The helpless emotion

The haggard eyes

They are all engraved with profound memories

But I suddenly lost sight of where I came from

I have never sung a song for you

The way of father’s love

The annual rings that travel through time

The river that spans the years

Confuses the loyal eyes like water

Makes dreams bitter and sweet< /p>

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Living is the gratitude of fate

Death is also the interpretation of doting in the past life

3. "The heart of gratitude is always there" My Heart"

The leaves are floating in the air,

composing a piece of gratitude,

That is the tree's gratitude to the earth that nourishes it; < /p>

The white clouds are floating in the blue sky,

painting the touching pictures,

That is the white clouds' gratitude to the blue sky that nurtured it.

We grew up bathed in the sunshine of love,

We grew up nourishing the true love of the world,

Thanks to our parents for giving us precious lives;

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Thanks to the teacher for giving us the ability to learn;

Thanks to my friends for giving us sincere help;

Thanks to the school for giving us a harmonious growth environment .

Gratitude always resides in my heart.

4. "Father"

The hazy time

Father

is a big mountain

sitting on his shoulder

You can always see far and far

When you are sensible

My father

is a stubborn crooked pine

Only then did I realize that

My weight is so heavy, so heavy

And now

Father

You are A deep poem

The son read it silently

Tears flowed gently

5. "Father's Love is Silent"

Father , although you don’t speak much,

but I heard what you wanted to say in silence,

saw your free sacrifice for me,

felt it You stand behind me,

always worry about me,

always cheer for me!

If maternal love is like water, then father’s love is like mountains;

If maternal love is tolerance, then father’s love is guidance;

If maternal love makes us Feel warm,

Then father’s love makes us strong;

If maternal love caress in every possible way,

then father’s love is silent;

Let us thank our father for his silent love with a grateful heart in sign language. 9. Poems and songs praising my father

Missing my father

My father is not far away yet,

Every word is in my heart.

The figure of the father is always lingering in front of the eyes,

Not in and out of the play.

Father’s breath is still permeating the air,

The inside and outside of life!

Every mountain and every river embodies father's love and affection.

Every plant and tree shows his father's care.

Thinking of my father’s love,

My love keeps pouring out.

How many feelings in life should be brought out by the father?

How much of being loved is the love of the father, please tell me?

Father

Your son is among us

Father

Do you want that sweet pair of children to leave safely?

Don’t cry anymore, Father

Let’s whisper his name together

Look, it’s the open and soft chest of the sky

Welcome his return

Father

How lucky we are

Your son is among us

Leaving behind the fields of dawn, Peaceful dream

My father is old

My father is old