My lover's sky is black and my compassion is white.
My father rode a crane with Xiangyun, and the snow fell from the sky to pick up the spirit.
My nephew pointed to the cool blue air, while my grandmother meditated and the white clouds opened.
Heaven is auspicious, so it covers dust with flying snow.
Father goes well and rests in peace. Every year there will be a drink offering at the grave.
With a sigh, tears welled up, and the poor loving mother never came back.
There is no return, tears flow long, and lonely geese are sad and empty.
There are thousands of tears in sorrow, and there are also sorrows in sorrow.
One song, two cries, great pain, never ignore kindness.
A wanderer loves his hometown moon best, and a loving father is the root of his children.
Children are worried for thousands of miles, and fathers are grateful all their lives.
Children are grateful and miss each other unconsciously no matter what.
If you regret not loving your father, you will enjoy family happiness in time.
Love is only in the morning and evening, and the waves are empty to the moon.
There are melons in the world, so it is better to sacrifice flowers at the grave.
Regret, regret and melancholy, sigh and sigh.
Wandering and helpless, Long song can't cry!
2. About the sad classical Chinese of father's death, the vast land is broken, where is the prosperity?
2. When Long song was crying, for those unfulfilled promises and the deepest love in her life, she finally dispersed into clouds.
3, if you win, you lose, and the time is long. There is wine today, and I will be drunk tomorrow.
4. Fenghua refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time.
5. The Phoenix once played here, so that this place is named after them. I couldn't keep the appointment and waited all night. From then on, Wan Li cried.
6. Han Xiao is vast, holding prosperity and sadness, frowning, and doomed to become a thing of the past.
7. At the beginning of the world of mortals, mountains and rivers are boundless. Facing the initial heart, smashing nightmares is impermanent, and life is unparalleled.
I miss my father's famous words. China's famous sayings about fatherly love in ancient times.
1, a loving father loves his son, not for gratitude. -Huainanzi
Father's love can sacrifice everything, including his own life. -Leonardo da Vinci
Father's virtue is his son's best legacy. Cervantes
Father's love is a ray of sunshine, which makes your heart warm like spring even in cold winter; Father's love is a clear spring, which makes your feelings pure even if they are covered with the dust of years.
Fatherly love is as selfless as maternal love, asking for nothing in return; Fatherly love is an unknown and intangible emotion, which can only be understood by those who are attentive.
You are happy when you have thoughts; The pleasure of feeling is happy; It is also happy to have a father's love.
Father's love is like an umbrella, sheltering you from the wind and rain; Father loves like rain, washing your soul for you; Father's love is like a road, accompanying you through your life.
When you are afraid, fatherly love is a stepping stone; When it is dark, father's love is a lamp; When tired, father's love is a bay of life water; When working hard, fatherly love is the spiritual pillar; When successful, fatherly love is encouragement and vigilance.
4. Classical Chinese 1 Missing my family. In addition to working at night, Don Hotel's cold light is insomnia alone, and the guests' hearts become sad. My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty. 2. When going home, Tang took Du's hand and asked, Why is it too late to go back now? * * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns? 3, "Homesickness" Song Liguo said that the sunset is the end of the world, and I can't see my hometown at the end of the world. They hate the blue mountain, which is still covered by dusk clouds. 4. "Letters from the Capital" shows that Yuan Kaijiang is 3,000 Li, and the letter is 15 lines. There is nothing to say when you go, but you should return to China early. 5, "Seeing the Mountain with the People in Haochu and Sending Relatives to Beijing" Liu Tang Zongyuan seaside mountain is like a sword. Returning to thinking is leisurely. In autumn night in Huainan, geese come from Gaozhai. 7. Miscellaneous Poems: Don, you come from my old country and tell me what happened there! When you passed my window, it was plum blossom, while Han Mei was in bloom? 8. "Shan Risi Shandong Brothers" Tang people are in a foreign land, and they miss their relatives every holiday. He knows where the brothers are climbing, and one person is missing everywhere. 9. "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry" Tang Libai, sailing to Jingmen Ferry, soon you will be with people in the south. It is the end of the mountain and the starting point of the plain. The river winds through the wilderness, the moon is lifted like a mirror, and the sea clouds shine like a palace. I still pity my hometown water and send a boat thousands of miles. 10, "Moonlight Billion My Brother" defended by Tang Du Fu. He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! Oh, my brothers, lost and scattered, what does life mean to me without you? . Books are often not delivered. What can I expect in wartime? . 1 1, Changqing's "Temple View of General Wu's Terrace in Autumn", which is old and homesick in autumn. There are few people in the wild temple, and the clouds are separated by water depth. The sun is still setting in the west, and the cold forest is full of empty forests. Today, the Yangtze River hangs alone. 12, "Bamboo Branches" in Yuxi, Liu Tang, spring grass is everywhere in Baidicheng, and Baiyanshan Mountain goes down to Qingjiang, Sichuan. Southerners come up to sing a song, while northerners don't go to their hometown. 13 "Chang 'an returns to Yangzhou on September 9th", and the Suihe River always dies in the south. There are chrysanthemums under the fence in my hometown. How many flowers have bloomed today? But I'm sad that Kyushu is different. Julian Waghann is concentrated in the north, and the family sacrifice never forgets to tell Naiweng. 15, the fisherman's love song Fan Zhongyan blocked the scenery, but Hengyang geese ignored it, sounding thousands of miles in all directions, and the smoke was long and lonely. A glass of turbid wine made Wan Li a success, but Ran Yan didn't go home. There is rain and frost everywhere in Guanqiang. People are homesick again. I dreamed of going home at night, but I couldn't reach Tonglu and Ming Dynasty. 17, patio Shayuan, Ma Zhiyuan, a dead vine, a faint cry, a small bridge flowing water, an ancient road and a thin horse. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. 18, after crossing the Han River, I am far away from my hometown. I am eager for news. Winter has passed and it is back to spring. The broken lamp is lonely. My hometown is full of clouds and water, which is not suitable for Qiu Meng. 20. "Send Wu 19 to Yuanling" Changling Yuanjiang flows in the morning sun, and Xikou meets Jun's post road. Whoever stays away from the thunderstorm in Wang Zhi will go home next year.
5. Poem 1 In memory of the deceased parents, in memory of the adult parents/A modern winter is particularly gloomy. The footsteps of leaving my hometown are filled with lead fog, and sadness overflows my heart. Since then, the way home has become difficult. Dead leaves dance like parents waving to us, like the north wind staring at us with their eyes, like parents' exhortations. Time and time again, I can't go back to the other side that I can't go home again. I carefully recall the laughter and sadness I had in the past 30 years. Looking at the grave of parents, it seems that father's love is like a towering mountain, generous and vigorous, supporting the child's lifelong belief, stroking the soft loess under his feet, as if feeling maternal love like the deep sea. I want to bury a wish in this winter that my parents will meet in heaven without pain or separation. As always, I will go to my dream home hand in hand ... 2. I miss my dead parents and author/a modern "heavy snow" season. Why is there not a trace of heavy snow in the cold wind? Parents, children can no longer add clothes to your parents when the north wind blows into the village. Blow it into the open field, hoping that the north wind can bring the heavy snow and cover the earth with soft white snow, like the big quilt that the second sister made for you. From now on, you will no longer endure the cold. I believe that snow will still be cold on us, but winter will definitely warm up in your heart. There are no mountains in Hebei Central Plains. There is no river, only Baiyangdian is endless, and the children's wet eyes are flying south. The last cry of a goose is the saddest cry. A few feathers fell in the sky, but I don't know who can see the leaves floating around to know how difficult it is to get together again. Only when the flowers wither do we know that youth cannot reappear. Be careful not to let your thoughts turn you into pain. How can parents put down their mourning for New Year's Eve? There are still more than forty days before the children will gather to pay homage, so the pace will be lighter and lighter. Don't hurt the snow on the ground Don't wake the sleeping parents, let them go to sleep quietly with a smile. 3. Tomb-Sweeping Day, in memory of my parents/Bai Aiying's modern mom and dad, every year after you left, Tomb-Sweeping Day's daughter would light a wick and gently push open the doors and windows of miss. On the way home to see you, she just entered the village, and the smoke from the hut has shielded the quiet yard. There are only a few lonely bluestones on which you have carved your life's hard work. How many times did mom and dad meet in their dreams? My mother sat by the fire with firewood in her hand, looking lonely. Father smoked a pot of sweat with the sunset. Smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking. Smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking is my nickname. Only the grass that grows all over the mountain grows gently with you. You are silent with the mountains. The temperature in the depths is as deep as a mountain. Love will always warm my heart. You are the eternal religion in my heart. On the eve of Tanabata, I met my parents in my dream. Author: Back in the past, on the eve of modern Chinese Valentine's Day, I met my parents in my dream. I looked at the calendar. Today is Tanabata, but last night, I had a very special dream. There was no Weaver Girl and Cowherd, but I met my parents who had already passed away. I dreamed that my father had just died. In front of the mourning hall, I made a series for my father with the most thorough piety. This dream makes me feel a little lucky that my mother is still alive. When I woke up, I wiped the tears from her face. I think the first night dream built me a magpie bridge, which made me express my special yearning for May and September-Father San Zhou Nianji/Author: Lonely journey to the end of the world, bleak modern wind, memories blowing from September, and my former hometown is always related to harvest. At that time, the sweet potato fields were endless, and my mother was always busy in the vast cotton fields. The leaves of sesame and ripe yellow peanuts are covered with old spots. My father bent down and carefully examined the corn in the sunshine full of soybeans. One ear after another was heavy, comforting the farmers' weather-beaten difficulties. Now September can only add to my life. Without the sadness of parents' hometown, it is particularly empty. The loess accumulated in vilen is their graveyard. One walked for three years, and the other went further. However, every time I am alone, I seem to see my father still sitting under the eaves, smoking quietly, and my mother rummaging through the laundry list for the right needle and thread. They are always clean and simple, and they are satisfied with every meal, a simple meal and a glass of local bad wine. Father can get a little drunk, and mother lives carefully. I often laugh at her for storing some so-called good things until they are taken out. The family has always been at ease. Rarely argue with others. They always say that losers in the world are always cheap. Parents are weak and strong. They are always like an open umbrella. It is still not easy to cross the long river of time with the vortex that protects us. It made me sad that they didn't have many good days until they died quietly. Never again in my life. Only the lingering thoughts in my memory, the September wind, silent cheeks and tears have blurred my eyes.
6. What are the sentences about "I miss my dead father"? 1. My father's death has become an eternal pain in my heart. Every time I go to pay homage to my father, I think my father is by my side. The heartbreaking taste of life that has experienced life and death. If there is heaven, I believe my father is in a corner of heaven, smiling at me. Father, you will live in my heart forever.
My father has been dead for more than three months, and I think about him all the time. These days, as long as I see my father like this, my heart hurts. I think of my father. How I wish I had a soul to close the distance between my father and me!
In our life, there is a precious thing called "fatherly love". I will always miss the past and my father's love for me.
4. Out of the window in the middle of the night, memories are old sadness, tears of missing, and pain of missing. When I dream back at midnight, I will never forget the tears in my father's eyes …
My father finally left with deep attachment to his career, family and friends. I can't see my father's majestic eyes anymore, and I can't hear his father's "How can a girl ..."
My father's life is very hard. I knew my father was an orphan since I was a child, and I never knew who my biological parents were. In order to repay my foster mother's kindness, I work hard, but I never complain.
7. I will always take what my father told me as my motivation, and I will always miss him.
8. Looking at the mountains and resting in the garden is the home I chose for my father. When the mountain is green, my father can sleep there.
9. Dad always plays some small games with me in his spare time, such as playing checkers and playing poker. At that time, I always felt that I was the happiest in the world. Sometimes, my father will cook me good food in different ways. These have become my memories and will not become a reality. I will never see my father's figure and kind smile again.
10. I spent my childhood happily. All these happiness are brought to me by my father. I can't help crying at the mention of my father. My father left me forever, leaving only my thoughts and a lasting memory.
1 1. Suddenly I miss my father a little. This is a day after my father left for two years. I feel sleepy, and my eyes seem to see my father coming to me in heaven. Suddenly sat up from the sofa, my heart ached a lot, and my thoughts flooded into my heart.
12. I feel the warmth of my father's love. From body to mind, I grow up in my father's warm arms all the time ... He is like a jasmine flower, emitting a faint fragrance all the time. He, ordinary and simple, is great. ...
13. I miss my parents. On the grand festival of a nation, when relatives are reunited one after another, I hope that the excitement will soon pass, I hope to work and live again, and I hope to get out of the empty and lost house as soon as possible and integrate into the bustling streets, so that the bustling crowd can drown me, or let Dionysus indulge me for a long time.
14. My father is the least common person in my family. The last person I know is my father. The person who didn't give me more education and care during my childhood journey is my father. However, the person I miss most at this time is my father.
15. I am walking alone on the road of life. You know what, Dad? In my sad and lost days, how helpless I am without your understanding and love!