Poems about expressing father's love 1. Poems about describing father's love
Lu You's "Watching the Village Children Play on the Stream" swept the embankment flat, watching the village children play late.
the bamboo horse clanged away, and the kite roared with the wind. In the third winter, I learned from Confucian scholars temporarily, and thousands of lotus roots also cultivated from their elders.
You can read roughly for the service, so you don't have to work hard for fame. There is grass in front of the mountain and behind it, and you have to hide the door when you go out all day. Every time I think of my flesh and blood beside the sky, I come to see the wild man's children.
when you die, you know everything is empty, but you are sad to see Kyushu. Julian Waghann Beiding Central Plains Day, and the family sacrifice never forgets to tell Naiweng! It's not necessarily true that Lu Xun's ruthlessness is eliminated in "Shower". How can Reiko not be a husband? Do you know that those who make a noise are less than Tu when looking back? There are no virtuous fathers and brothers in life, no strict teachers and friends outside, but few who can succeed.
[Song] Lv Gongzhu Song Lingyun's "Remembering Father" Wu Shuyan's book is broken. What do you hate in all places? The dream soul is not afraid of Chang' an, and asks for daily life by the wind several times. "A Answer to the Old Man in Beizhou" Tang Zhang said that the old man with negative salary went to Beizhou, and he looked at the hometown in Beiwang.
He said that the old man had three sons, and two of them had died in Huangsha. Now the children are newly grown up, and they will be recruited next year.
knowing that this parting is bound to fall apart is not as good as living and dying together. Borrow the Tian Zhai from the neighboring Wu, and then go to the countryside alone.
it's even harder to have more children in life. Recently, it was said that the son of heaven respected martial arts and vegetables, and Qiang Bing wanted to be quiet.
there is a long-term policy to secure the border, so there is no need to displace China people. In the Ming Dynasty, Yuan Zhongdao's "Chao Geng" came to Harada in the middle of the night, and the moon set at dawn.
the stream is trickling, and the rain is good this year. Before planting, seedlings have been born, so don't be too early.
call the elder, and the morning glory will eat the dew grass. The Tang Dynasty poet Yang Wanli's "Song of Transplanting Seedlings" Fu Tian threw the rice seedlings to the women, and the children pulled out the rice seedlings and put them in.
Dai Li is a beggar, and the rain is wet from his head to his shoulder. He calls the canal to rest for half a moment, bows his head and bends his back, but only makes no answer. Take care of geese and ducklings when the roots of the seedlings are not firmly twisted.
1. Father's love is deep. I want to say a heartfelt word to my father. Although this word has been said by the world for thousands of times, I want to say "I love you" to my father out of my deep admiration for him. 2. Father's love is the heaviest and deepest emotion in the world.
Father is fire, which gives us warmth in the ice and snow; Father is a tree, shielding us from the wind and rain with his body; Father is a lamp, guiding us on the road to growth. There is such a father who climbed rock with his bare hands for more than ten years in order to redeem his son in the city, but died because he had no money to treat the disease.
This father explained the true meaning of his father's love to us with his life. 3, father love, it is like white wine, spicy and warm, easy to get drunk in it; It is like coffee, bitter and mellow, which is easy to make people move; It is also like tea, plain and kind, which can make people addicted unconsciously.
4. I am a bird, and my father's love is the sky. I fly in the care of my father's love. I am a small fish, and my father's love is the ocean. I swim in the warmth of my father's love.
5. I know my father's love. Although it is looming, although it has been absent for many years, although it is so few and so delicate, it is still my father's love. So, although I live with my mother now, I can't feel the warmth of my father's love at any time, and I can't enjoy the happiness of a beautiful family of three, but at least I still have my father's love. I know my father will think of me, and my mother loves me very much. I am very happy! 6. Thanks to your dripping water, I should repay you with a spring! In a word, father is satisfied.
but how can this sentence be lower than my father's hardships in the past 12 years? Meng Jiao said it well: "but how much love has the inch-long grass, I got three spring rays!" Yes, we can't repay you. Keep loving! This song full of father's love never stops, and he has been singing in my heart …… 7. Father's love is a cup of strong tea. When you are tired, you will feel refreshed with just a few mouthfuls; Father's love is a mountain and flowing water. When you are impetuous, you will wake up like a dream. Father's love is a crutch, to find a good center of gravity for you and build a hopeful Yuan Ye.
8. Father's love is the greatest love in the world. Father's love is everywhere in a person's life, such as endless rivers, continuous mountains and air. Every bit and drop of my father's love is worth savoring.
9. What is paternal love? Father's love is that chopstick food, that careful care, that serenity when I fall asleep. Every father is a miracle. They create the world for us with love and pave the way for us to grow up! 1. If a mother's love is compared to a blooming lily, which exudes its charming fragrance in every corner, then a father's love is a jasmine, which silently spits its fresh fragrance in a corner! Only the greatness of maternal love has always been praised, but who knows the implication of fatherly love! The word fatherly love is so ordinary, but this kind of love is so extraordinary.
11. My dear has a thick calluses, but the days have passed away in my father's push and pull shoulders. The burden of life can't bend his spine, and no matter how hard and tired he is, he will drag up the sun of tomorrow.
this is my father, and only when I walked into his world did I realize that my father's love is traceless. 12. Motherly love is selfless. It is ever-present, intimate and delicate, just like the sunshine gently stroking you.
The father's love is so subtle. Although it doesn't surround you all the time, it shines on you like the moonlight. 13, my father's hand, it is in his weather-beaten years, a little bit so ugly, but in my heart, it is the most generous and warm palm in the world! It's still freezing outside the window and snowflakes are flying, but my heart is warm.
isn't this the best proof of my father's love for me? This kind of love is silent and quiet, but it comes so violently that it surrounds me tightly. My father used the aging of life to turn into the endless mountains, which brought me eternal love.
Father, your love is the wealth of my life! 14. A father is like a book. Young children often can't understand his father. Only when they really grow up and know what it means can they reopen this big book to understand his sincere heart. Father's love is a masterpiece that shocks the soul. After reading it, you can understand the whole life.
15. When you are afraid, your father's love is a stepping stone; When it is dark, father's love is an illuminating lamp; When exhausted, fatherly love is a bay of life water; When working hard, fatherly love is the spiritual pillar; When successful, fatherly love is encouragement and alarm.
2. Poems describing fatherly love
A famous ancient poem about fatherly love is water-Gorky fatherly love, as deep and broad as the sea.
a father's virtue of loving his father is a son's legacy. What's the point of being strict without a father and without a mother? The parents of The Book of Songs are highly respected; Good education for children.
The trudging hope in the aphorism couplet-Father's love is like dust. Father's love is silent. If you feel it, it is not father's love! Being a parent is the best in the world; Being a child is a great filial piety in the world. There are no virtuous fathers and brothers in life, no strict teachers and friends outside, but few can succeed.
[Song] What Lv Gongzhu's parents want, I will continue to describe it; I cherish those parents' thoughts. My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed, caressed, nurtured, nurtured, cared for and answered me.
The Book of Songs is happy when it has thoughts. It is happy to have the pleasure of feeling; It is also happy to have a father's love. If the father is not kind, the son is unfilial; A brother who is not a friend is disrespectful; The husband is unjust; The woman is not smooth.
[Northern and Southern Dynasties] Yan Zhitui's father's love is as selfless as his mother's love, and he does not ask for anything in return; Father's love is an unknown and invisible feeling, which can only be understood by those who are attentive. Father's love is a ray of sunshine, which makes your heart feel warm as spring even in cold winter; Father's love is a clear spring, which makes your feelings pure even if covered with the dust of years.
Father's love is like an umbrella to shelter 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 life. When you are afraid, fatherly love is a stepping stone; When it is dark, father's love is an illuminating lamp; When exhausted, fatherly love is a bay of life water; When working hard, fatherly love is the spiritual pillar; When successful, fatherly love is encouragement and alarm.
3. Poems and ancient poems describing father's love
1. I love my son endlessly, and I am happy to be home.
The original poem "both sides of the yellow river recaptured by the imperial army" written by Jiang Shiquan, a poet in the Qing Dynasty, loves his son endlessly, and he is happy to be home. Cold clothes are needlework, but home letters are ink-stained.
I feel pity and thin when I meet you, and I ask you questions. I am ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh.
Suddenly, the news of collecting thistle from the north came from outside the sword. When I first heard it, tears filled my clothes. Looking back, my wife and children are still a little sad, and they are ecstatic when they roll up their poetry books at random.
When the sun shines, I will sing loudly and drink wine, and return to my hometown with my wife and children in the bright spring. From Baxia to Wuxia, after Xiangyang, I went straight to Luoyang.
2. My father gave birth to me and my mother bowed to me. The original poem "Guo E" from the anonymous poem "Guo E" in the pre-Qin period, Guo E, who is a Guo E, is a bandit.
mourn for my parents and give birth to me. I'm a loser, but I'm a thief.
I'm sorry for my parents, and I'm tired of giving birth. It is a shame to run out of bottles.
it is better to die for a long time than to live with fresh people. What if there is no father? What can I do without my mother? If you go out, you will get a shirt, but if you go in, you will be exhausted.
my father gave birth to me and my mother bowed to me. Caress me, livestock me, grow me, nurture me, care for me, go in and out of my stomach.
I want to repay my kindness. Heaven is so confusing! Nanshan is fierce, and the wind is blowing.
I'm the only one who's hurt! Nanshan law, floating in the wind. People are all in the valley, and I am not alone! Look at that Artemisia argyi is tall, but it's not Artemisia argyi, it's Artemisia argyi.
Have pity on my parents. It's too hard to raise me! Look at the wormwood snuggling up to each other, but it's not wormwood but Wei. Pity my father and mother, raising me is too tiring! It's a shame to fill a jar with water because the bottom of the bottle is empty.
it's boring to live alone, so it's better to die early. What can I rely on without my own father? What do you rely on without your own mother? Going out and walking is sad, and getting started is at a loss.
Dad, you gave birth to me, and Mom, you fed me. You protect me, love me, support me to grow up and nurture me, thinking that I don't want to leave me, go out and embrace me.
I want to repay my parents' great kindness, but it's hard to predict the disaster in heaven! Nanshan is high and difficult to surmount, and the wind is piercing and daunting. Everyone has no misfortune. Why am I the only one who has been robbed? Nanshan mountain is too high to cross, and the wind is so piercing that people tremble.
nothing bad happens to everyone, so I can't be the only one! 3, still smile for spring. Your heart is like an ancient well, not water, and Gao feng is like a bamboo pole in autumn.
The original poem "Send Qian Mufu to Linjiang Fairy" written by Su Shi, a poet in the Song Dynasty, changed the door and changed the fire, and the world was full of red dust. When I meet with a smile, it is still as warm as spring.
no waves are really ancient wells, but autumn clouds are the festival. My heart is melancholy because you want to separate the sail overnight, when you see off, the clouds Color moon light.
you don't have to frown before you worship. Life is a difficult journey, you and I are a passer - by, like in different hotels stop and go, go and stop.
We haven't seen each other in Beijing for three years. You are always wandering around the world. When we meet and laugh, it is still as warm as spring.
your heart is always like an ancient well, and it is like a bamboo pole in autumn. I am disappointed that you will set sail overnight, and when you see me off, the clouds are dim and the moonlight is faint.
don't frown with your glass in your hand. Life is a difficult journey, and you and I are both passers-by.
4. Although the claws are eager for us, they are not exhausted. From the original poem "Yan Shi Showing Liu Sao" written by Bai Juyi, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, there is Shuang Yan, a dashing male and female.
between two rafters, one nest gives birth to Si Er. Si Er is long day and night, and the sound of asking for food is diligent.
the caterpillar is not easy to catch, and the yellow mouth has no full period. Although the claws are eager for us, they are not tired.
I'm still afraid of hunger in the nest after ten minutes of communication. After 3 days' hard work, the mother's thin chicks are getting fatter.
mumble words and brush sweaters one by one. Once the wings are formed, lead them to the branches of the court.
raise your wings and fly with the wind without looking back. Men and women are singing in the air, and the sound is not coming back.
but into the empty nest, chirping all night long. Yan Yan, don't be sad, but think back to yourself.
it's a young day, and it's time to fly high and carry your mother. At that time, my parents thought, but today I should know.
On the roof beam came a Shuang Yanzi, a male and a female. The mud was nested among the rafters, and four baby swallows were born in one nest.
Four milk swallows grow day and night, and their cries for food can't stop. The caterpillar is not easy to catch, and Xiaoyan seems to have never had enough to eat.
Shuang Yan grabbed it with his claws and held it with his mouth. He was exhausted and tireless. After a while, I went back and forth for a dozen turns, and I was afraid of starving Xiaoyan in the nest.
After thirty days of hard work, I lost the mother swallow and fattened Xiaoyan. Mumbling keeps teaching Xiaoyan pronunciation and grooming them one by one.
Xiaoyan, once full of feathers, led to the branches in the courtyard, and never looked back, flying around with the wind. Shuang Yan, male and female, shouted in the air, screaming at the top of their lungs, but they couldn't call it back.
I had to go back to the empty nest and wail all night! Old Yan, don't lament, you should think back to the past: think about the time when you were a milk swallow, and you also flew away, how much your parents missed when you abandoned your parents, and you should experience it today! 5, Julian Waghann Beiding Central Plains Day, the family festival did not forget to tell Naiweng. From the Song Dynasty poet Lu You's "Show Your Son", the original poem "Show Your Son" died, knowing that everything was empty, but sad to see Kyushu.
Julian Waghann decided to celebrate the Central Plains Day in the north, and the family sacrifice was never forgotten. I knew that there would be nothing after I died, but I was sad that I didn't see the reunification of the country.
Don't forget to tell me when you hold a family festival when the army of the Song Dynasty regained the lost land in the Central Plains.
4. What are the poems describing father's love?
Remembering Father
Song Lingyun in Qing Dynasty
Wu Shuyan's broken ruler.
What do you hate in faraway places?
the dream soul is not afraid of Chang' an,
riding the wind several times to ask about daily life
Appreciation: Wu Yan is apart, not just Wan Li? It's a long way to go, so I can't enjoy my knees, and I can't help but miss you. Marry someone far away and leave your parents, for fear that one day, "children want to raise and don't stay close." The helplessness and sadness of the separation of news and messages bear full thoughts. Therefore, we can only dream about it, and in the dream, we can ride the wind and return to Wan Li's father to serve filial piety. The desire in the dream reflects the helplessness of reality and makes people feel sad.
In these poems, the affection between father and son is profound and full of restrained affection. However, in ancient times, fathers were often serious elders, who pointed out the future path for children and put forward their own hopes. I take pains to inculcate and remind you in detail, just like the following poems of admonition, which are full of love.
5. Ancient poems describing father's love
Mourning my parents and giving birth to me. The Book of Songs
Without a father, what can I do without a mother?
The Book of Songs is the father's virtue and the son's legacy. Strict words
parents are highly respected; Good education for children.
Don't be happy if you have a son, and don't sigh if you don't have a son. [Tang] Han Yu
People think it's good to have boys and girls, but they don't know that men and women make people old. [Tang] Wang Jian
All parents in the world; The rarest man in the world, brother.
Being a parent is the best in the world; Being a child is a great filial piety in the world.
My father gave birth to me and my mother bowed and caressed me.