2. verses about honoring dead dog
verses about honoring father 1. verses about honoring father
1. "Thinking of Father" - Ji Dailiang
The spring thunder boomed up the Cangtian tombs, and it was hard to believe that the compassionate and strict nine boundaries of the line.
When will you plow the land on the long river again?
2. Mourning the Father--Ji Da-liang
The wind and rain are blowing in the wind and raining in the rain, and it is a new scene on earth.
Who knows that heaven has sent an edict, and the immortal streamers are sent to my father's soul.
3, "Mourning Spring" - Ji Daliang
Spring rhyme into the garden fragrance, but the mercy is far away.
Who will protect the remnants of the red again, and ask the sunset with a glass of wine.
4. "Remembering My Father"--Ji Dailiang
I always think of my father's inauguration, and I quit drinking and smoking in order to make him clean.
The first time I saw him, I was so happy to see him, and he was so happy to see me, and he was so happy to see me.
5. "Thinking of my father"--Ji Daliang
The people of the world in May, Yang Hua Moet, year after year to hook up to think of my father.
The first time I saw him was when I was a young man, and he was a young woman.
2. Poems in Memory of Father
1, "To Father" by Beidao (contemporary).
In the cold morning of February, the oak tree finally has a sad size. Father, in front of your photo, the eight winds keep the round table calm. From the direction of my childhood, I see ever your back, Along the road that leads to the monarch, You graze the dark clouds and the sheep, The eloquent winds bring the floods, And the logic of the hooligans runs deep, You call me to be a son, I follow you to be a father.
The destiny that runs in your palm drives the sun, moon and stars to run, in the lone light of males, the shadows of all things come in pairs, the struggle of hour-glass brothers forms an acute angle and merges into one, the thunder of sickness rolls into the hospital of the night and slams your door.
Dawn makes its appearance as a clown, and the flames change your sheets. Where the clock stops, the darts of time whiz by, catch up with that death wagon. A path of spring thieves, checking the wealth of the mountains, the river surrounds the sorrow of the song.
2, "Short Songs" by Cao Pi, Emperor Wen of Wei.
I look up at the curtain, and I look down at a few feasts. I look up at the curtains, I look down at the banquet, and I see that the things are still there, but the people are not. The gods are in a hurry and have abandoned me. I am sobbing and weeping as I look at nothing. ...... Contempt for my gray hair, how early I was born. I sigh longingly for the Holy Examiner. It is said that the benevolent life, Hu is not to protect.
Comment: Look up at the curtain, look down at a few feasts. The thing is still the same, but the father is no longer on earth. The gods, you are in such a hurry, leave me behind, go far away. I have no one to turn to, no one to see, so I can't stop my eyes from tearing up. The walking doe kept calling and calling her fawn with the apple grass. The first thing I want to do is to get the best out of the world, and I want to make sure that I get the best out of the world.
I am the only one who is lonely, full of grief and pain. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it. The ancients have had such words: "Sorrow will make people aging". Pity my gray hairs, how early they were born! Long songs and long sighs, I miss my father y. An old saying goes: "A man of virtue lives long." I'm not sure why my father didn't live for a hundred years!
This is Cao Pi's poem in memory of his father, Cao Cao. I think the tears flowed, read the deep feelings, touching, long sigh of nostalgia. It is said that politicians have only interests in mind, no affection? However, Cao Pi's love is in it.
3, "Poetry - mountain climbing" Spring and Autumn.
He was on the mountain, looking at his father. The father said: "Contempt! My son has been on the road for a long time. The father said, "Contempt, my son has been on the road from morning to night. "
Interpretation: Mounted on the lush green hillock, far away from my father will look. As if I heard my father say to me: "My son went out on a long trip on official business, and he was exposed to the dew in the morning and the stars in the evening. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good look at me, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good look at me."
The father, "Judah came without stopping", the tone of this purely from the son without losing the father's openness, the heart of love is deep and sincere. The expression of the son of the father's thoughts, but from this also saw the father's deep love for his son.
4, "Memory of Father" by Zhou Yuru (Ming Dynasty).
The author of "Remembering My Father" is Zhou Yuru (Ming Dynasty). The first time I saw him was when he was a young man, and he was a young woman.
Interpretation: Reminiscing about the end of the waxing moon, the last time I went home was still snowy weather. Three years without a letter to contact, see the sky south of the geese can not help but shed tears.
5, "the virtuous filial piety two hundred and forty - Geng Guo" by: Lin Tong (Song Dynasty).
The author of the song "Geng Guo" is a man who is not willing to be a feudal lord, but he is not interested in me. The first one is about the father's love, and the second one is about the son's love.
Interpretation: Who would not like to build a career and be a vassal, but why do I live in seclusion? Only because I miss my late father's love for me, so I put more thought into nurturing my own young son.
3. What are some of the poems that miss my father
1, "Thinking of My Father"
Contemporary Ji Dailiang
Want to emerald green mountains up father's grave , it is difficult to say goodbye to the world to give up the affection.
The first part of the story is about a man's father, and the second part is about a man's father's grave.
Translation: the green hills will be dew green color base up the father's grave, it is difficult to say goodbye to the flourishing world to leave their loved ones, from now on, leisurely stroll browsing the nine heavens of heaven, see your face again only in the dream of a few more.
2, to ascend to the mountain, looking at the father. The father said: "Contempt! I have been working on this for a long time, and I've been working on it for a long time.
The first is to be careful, but the second is to be careful, and the third is to be careful, and the third is to be careful.
Translation: I climbed up the green hill and looked at my father from afar. I thought I heard my father say to me, "My son is on a long journey on official business, so I am exposed to the dew early in the morning and the stars late in the evening. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at you, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good look at me.
3, the human May Yang Hua Moet, years to hook want father.
Translation: It's the time of the year when poplar flowers are made in May on earth, and every year at this time I think of my father.
4. Remembering the past when the wax was gone, the snow was flying when I returned home. I can't bear to see my father return. The last time I went home it was a snowy day. I haven't had a letter in three years, and I can't help but cry when I see the geese flying south in the sky.
5, the night to hand in hand with the dream with the tour, the morning to rise up to the full towel tears can not be collected. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. A Wei Han Lang phase time to go, the night platform unknown to know not? I thought your bones had been turned into mud and sand, and I was still living on earth for the time being with gray hair. A Wei Han Lang has passed away successively, the Yellow Springs can not know the darkness of the remote?
6, sitting idle sad gentleman also self-pity, a hundred years are a few times. Deng You, who has no son, is looking for a life, and Pan Yue, who is mourning his death, is still in mourning. I'm not sure what I'm looking for, but I'm not sure what I'm looking for, and I'm not sure what I'm looking for," he said. But I will always open my eyes at night to repay my unspread eyebrows. --The first is the "Three Songs of Sorrowful Remembrance" by Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty
Translation: Sitting idly with nothing to do for my father, you grieve for me and lament, life is short and a hundred years is a long time! Deng You's lack of progeny is an arrangement of fate, and Pan Yue's mourning for his late wife is just a futile lamentation.
Even if they can be buried together, they can't talk about their feelings, and it's an illusory hope that they will be able to make a connection in the next life. I can only open my eyes and think of you all night long, to repay you for not being able to stretch your eyebrows.
4. What are the poems of remembrance of father
1, "Mourning spring" (five) spring rhyme into the garden incense Ci Yan but far voyage red who then protect the wine ask the sunset 2, "Farewell to the father" clear wind Demoiselle rain and rain is exactly the change of the scene of the world is new who know that the heaven passes the order of the immortal streamer degree of my father's soul 3, "think of the father" (seven) want to cui green hill up father's grave is difficult to say goodbye to the world and give up the family love from now on slow step heavy night nine goodbye to the sound of the dream of a few more 4, The father's thoughts" (seven poems) spring thunder boomed up the Cangtian grave hard to believe in the mercy of the nine boundaries of the line when will you plough the land on the Longshan three night dreaming of the silent tears5, "Wing Mei" (seven poems) pretty plum proud of the snow who will be appreciated alone vertical harsh winter fell nine Fang years and years of no traces of the old memories of thinking about their relatives do not feel the cold winds long6, "thinking of the hometown" (seven poems) the breeze, rain and the cool of the autumn still holding the pipa to the candle hurt just hate the affection of the relatives have no place to tell you ask the king when the next pool sun7, "seven poems remembering the father" (new rhyme) often think of the father's love on the job The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
The first time I saw the movie was when I was a kid, and it was the first time I'd ever seen a kid in a movie.
The tombs around the cloud smoke Duyu sound, weeping dead souls, incense and candles shaking no answer. 9, "want father" (new rhyme) on earth in May Yang Hua Moet, years to hook want father.
Like snow a biochemical no shadow, love flowers half a life scattered flowers warm. 10, "late autumn - in the heart of the fear" drop Sycamore tears last year, the body meets the sudden rain the rest of the palpitations dream mourn the sad wind hedge side of the old trees to store the remnants of the leaves on the ridge of the pines reflecting the old face of the green bird if you can pass on the letter of the family chrysanthemums bloomed with the love of the children and grandchildren. 11, "Raccoon Lake Sand" Read the father of the "blood and blood affection can not be recalled, the medieval money fluttering tears difficult to hold.
The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California at Berkeley! The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do it. The night table long sleep bear each other away?12, "sacrifice father" (seven rhymes) such as the play of life to say all the sadness of the wind, flower, snow and moon dream long with the pen dancing red dust thing with wine lightly chanting the four seas to collect a pillow of lovesickness where indignation is full of hatred of the countryside to ask who seeks Ci Yan driving a crane immortal traveled to go to the only poems sacrificed to the apricot state13, "autumn thoughts" (seven rhymes) far mountain maple leaves gradually red makeup lake residual lotus into the twilight fragrance of a frosty fall domination half plate abandonment of the shadow of a pair of life as a play of time is short and years of life leave traces of the diary long want to assign The peace of no ink and writing only the title of the clutter has articles 14, "Spring Hurt" (seven rhymes) East wind hunting send Yin spring rain continuous embellish the new scenery years of silent how many things life slow pace a few times really celadon lamps and utensils are still in the green water tea fragrance do not see people pouring wine pouring sorrows add to the chaos of emotions help hoe waving tears burying the soul of the flowers 15, "Si father" out of the courtyard plum orchids to welcome faraway guests, Yanjun exotic return to the same? The orange and yellow fruits are trailing on the branches. The first thing you need to do is to look at your father's face and see if you can see him in the mirror.
In March, the osmanthus flowers filled the courtyard, together with the **** to tease the monkey. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a long journey, and the second time I was in the middle of a long journey, I was in the middle of a long journey, and the third time I was in the middle of a long journey, I was in the middle of a long journey, and the third time I was in the middle of a long journey.
The God form has been tired of the cold dust, the body is only buried in the snow. The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and it was the first time I had ever seen a kid in my life.
The Hedgehog is independent of the riverbank, and he is disappointed to see that the mist is not there. 17, "Xijiang Yue - Seeing things and thinking of relatives" Spring rain yellow flowers everywhere, the cold wind and the falling leaves, how to move? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
The spring Yanjun will be? The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a long journey, and I was in the middle of a long journey. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that.
The night dream of the king's face woke up sobbing. 18, "Partridge Sky? Deep Thoughts" a parting of the yin and yang two do not know, ten years of broken dreams from pity. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
Thinking about the past, remember vaguely, reunion is actually a broken heart! The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
5. What are the verses describing "remembering the dead father"
1, "Mourning Spring" (five) spring rhyme into the garden incense Ci Yan but far away from the red who then protect the wine ask the sunset 2, "Farewell to the father" clear wind Demoiselle rain rain has been exactly the earth to change the scene of the new who know the paradise to pass the order of the immortal streamer to my father's soul 3, "think of the father" (seven) The "Si-Father" (seven poems) is a poem about the father's grave, which is difficult to part with the world and give up the love of family. 4. "Si-Father" (seven poems) is a poem about the father's grave, which is difficult to believe in the nine worlds of kindness and strictness, which is difficult to believe in the nine worlds of kindness and strictness, which is difficult to believe in the nine worlds of kindness and strictness, which is difficult to believe in the nine worlds of kindness and strictness, which is difficult to plough the soil on the Longshang, and to dream about the tears in the third night of the day. 5. "Si-Father" (seven poems) is a song about the father, which is a song about the father, which is a song about the father, which is a song about the father. The year is not scarred often remember the old thinking of relatives do not feel the cold wind long 7, "homesickness" (seven poems) breeze and rain and autumn cold still holding the pipa to the candle hurt only hate the affection of relatives have nowhere to tell ask you when the day under the pool Yang 8, "seven poems remembering the father" (new rhyme) often think of the love of the father between the inauguration, in order to tree clean and quit the alcohol and cigarettes.
The first time I saw the movie was when I was a kid, and it was the first time I'd ever seen a kid in a movie.
The tombs around the cloud smoke Duyu sound, weeping dead souls, incense and candles shook no answer. 10, "want father" (new rhyme) on earth in May Yang Hua Moet, years to hook want father.
The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a long journey, and it was a long time ago that I was in the middle of a long journey, and it was a long time ago that I was in the middle of a long journey, and it was a long time ago that I was in the middle of a long journey, and it was a long time ago that I was in the middle of a long journey.
The old trees in the hedgerow are still standing, and the pines on the ridge are reflecting the old face. The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and it was the first time I'd ever seen a kid in the world.
12, "Raccoon Lake Sand", the father of the "blood and blood" can not be recalled, the medieval money fluttering tears difficult to hold. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty! The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do it. 13, "Rituals for the Father" (seven rhymes) as the drama of life to say all the sadness of the wind, flowers, snow and moon dream long with a pen to dance messy red dust things with a bottle of wine gently chanting the four seas collection of a pillow of lovesickness where the indignation of full-bodied hatred of the countryside to ask who to ask for the mercy of the emperor to ride the crane to go to the fairy tale, only poems sacrificed to the Apricot State 14, "Autumn Thoughts" (seven rhymes) the maple leaves of the distant mountains are gradually red make-up of the lake in the twilight of the lotus into the fragrance of the land of frost and fall domination of half of the plate abandonment of the child's shadow without a pair of life is like a play of time is short, years and years to leave traces of the diary is long to assign The peace has no ink but only the title of the clutter has the article 15, "spring injury" (seven rhymes) the east wind hunts to send c spring fine rain continuous moistening the new scenery years of silent how many things in life slow pace a few times really celadon lamps and lanterns are still in the green water tea scent not see the people to drink to pouring sorrows add to the chaos of emotions to support the hoe waving tears burying the soul of the flowers 16, "think of the father" out of the courtyard of the plum orchids to welcome the faraway guests, Yanjun exotic return to the still? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
Gazing at his father, he smiled, and his tears flowed. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a pair of shoes and a pair of shoes that you can wear.
The love of heaven stays forever. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and then you'll be able to get a new one.
17, "seven rhymes (new rhyme) hurt feelings" depressed cold wind freezing bone skeleton, bleak pale geese roaming the sky sad. The first time I saw this, I was so happy to see you, and I'm so happy to see you.
The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a long journey, and the second time I was in the middle of a long journey, I was in the middle of a long journey. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
18, "West River Moon - see things think of relatives" spring rain yellow flowers all over the place, the cold wind leaves how to move? The cuckoo weeps blood and tears wet clothes. The spring Yanjun will be? The Dan Gui blossomed a few times, Tianqi leaf green time.
The sound is still there in the total memorial. The night dream of Jun Yan woke up sobbing. 19, "Partridge Sky" a parting of the yin and yang two do not know, ten years of broken dreams from pity.
The only thing I can see is a smile on my face, and I'm often obsessed with the phantom shadow. The first thing you need to do is to think about the past and remember the past, but the reunion is a time of broken hearts! The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
, 20, "seven rhymes - memory of the father" (new voice) dream a thousand memories of the father, woke up tears wet towel. I remember my father in my dreams, waking up with tears in my eyes.
Wise in life, frugal in life, and persistent in life. I am not in love with fame and fortune today, but I will be more diligent in the future.
There are also some nostalgic father's sentences for the subject's reference: 1. Walking alone on the road at dusk, blowing the cool wind. Under the backdrop of the setting sun, the withered yellow of autumn rustling down, dancing and saying goodbye to the branches, is so reluctant to give up.
And I miss my father is like that clinging to the leaves of the tree, thinking, thinking, tears out of the corner of my eyes can not help but weep.
3, late at night outside the window, memories are old sorrow, miss the tears, miss the pain, in the midnight dream, always forget the father that the corner of the eye tears ... 4, the spring blossoms, but also did not turn the mood of the past few days, thinking about the deceased loved ones, the heart felt depressed. Turning three years, my father's voice will occasionally appear in my dreams, or so thin, occasionally to see his remains, the heart is very sad, but this year's Qingming, the father of the big picture, also with him to go.
6. Recommended a few poems "pay tribute to your father"
1, "
Spring rhyme into the garden incense
The benevolent but far away
The residual red who then protect
Wine to ask the setting sun
2, "Farewell to the father"
Clear wind Demoiselle rain rain
The wind and rain are not the same as the wind.
It's a new scene on earth
Will you know that an edict has been sent from heaven
The immortal streamer will take my father's soul away
3. "Thinking of My Father"
I want to see my father's grave in the green hills
It's hard to part with this world and give up the love of my family
I'll be slow from now on, but I will not go back to my father's grave
I will not be able to see you again, but I will be able to see you again. （
Spring thunder rises up from the graveyard
I can't believe that my father's kindness is in the nine realms of life
When will I plough the land on the long river again
I dreamt of silent tears in the third night
5, "Thinking of My Father" (seven poems)
Drunken winds and rains, drunk with thoughts of my parents
It is hard to be filial to my mother's house and I want to break my soul
I can't imagine who would be able to understand nostalgia
I've had several dreams about Apricot Blossom Village
6. "Plum Blossom" (7 poems)
Who will appreciate the beautiful plums in the snow
The nine flowers fall alone in the winter
Years and years have left no traces of the past
Thinking of my relatives does not make me feel that the winds are cold and windy
7. "Homesickness" (7 poems)
The wind and rain is cool in autumn again
I am sad about my pipa and the candles
I hate that there is no place to talk about my feelings for my relatives
I hate that there is no place to talk about my feelings for my relatives. First of all, on behalf of my mother, on behalf of my siblings, on behalf of our whole family, I would like to express my most sincere gratitude to you! Thank you for coming to my father's memorial service in your busy schedules, and joining us to say our final goodbyes to my father. "Autumn winds rise and people pine, leaves fall and hearts weep." On this autumn day, my father failed to recover from his illness, and at 6:10 a.m. on October 7, 2010, he left us forever, and his friends and family who had been with him before his death, and we express our deepest condolences. My father was born in 1938, lost his father at the age of three, young days with his mother and brother, whose life is hard, with his mother and brother, practiced a strong character. "The wind and rain is urgent but not to decorate its voice, frost and snow zero but not to change its color", it can be said that my father's life is a life of hard work, dedication, and work for the people of his life. He lived a frugal life, straight character, hardworking and kind, extremely loving and responsible. To treat the work, he is rigorous and courageous, dare to say and do, words will be implemented; to treat the poor and needy people, he is extremely sympathetic, often help the poor and needy, to give them the help they can. Teaching by example is more important than words, his father to his own example to pull and enlighten the growth of our four siblings, teach us integrity, teach us kindness, give us a sound personality and the spirit of continuous progress, so that we are in their different jobs can be conscientious, in the world of sincerity and no shame. The power of example is infinite, we are proud to have such a good father as you, your hasty goodbye, brought us great grief and trauma, but also to our life has left a deep regret that can never be repaired. We thank you for your careful cultivation of us over the years, thank you for creating good living and learning conditions for us, and thank you for all you have given to our family. The past is gone, the future is still pursuing. We know that you are still watching us and looking forward to us,
8. What are the verses about "Mourning the late father"
1, "Partridge Sky - Half Dead Tong"
Song He cast
The Gate of Heaven again, all things are not. The first time I saw it, it was a very good thing that it was not a good thing that I came back.
The sycamore is half dead, and after the frost, the white mandarin ducks lost their companions.
The grass on the ground is drying up. The first thing you need to do is to get rid of the old and the new.
The empty bed is listening to the rain from the south window, who will pick the lamp to mend the clothes at night!
2. "Weeping on the New Year's Day"
Zhou Shuran in Qing Dynasty
The tears of one night's longing for his relatives were collected again in the morning.
I am afraid of hurting my mother's feelings, but I am afraid that they will flow secretly into the pillow.
3. Three Songs of Sorrowful Reminiscence
Tang Yuan Zhen
The youngest of Xie Gong favors the poor girl, who has been married to Qianlou for a hundred years.
I have no clothes to search Arthraxon's suitcase, and I have no wine to pull out my hairpin.
The first time I saw this movie, I saw it in the middle of the night, and the second time I saw it in the middle of the night, and the third time I saw it in the middle of the night.
This day's salary is more than one hundred thousand dollars.
4. "I am a hermit in Ruan"
Tang Du Fu
The customs of Chenliu have declined, and the characters are not counted.
Ruan Sheng was born on the Seychelles, a great successor to his father's ancestor.
The poor know the nature of the quiet man, white benefit hair ancient.
The car and the horse enter the neighbor's house, and the cataracts of artemisia are surrounded by blockades.
The poem is close to the road, and it's hard to know what you're doing.
I was looking for the path of the grass, and I was kicking the cold rain from my clothes.
The first is to live far away from the village, to avoid the clamor of the tigers.
The first time I saw this is when I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.
5. Mourning Poem
Li Yu, Tang Dynasty
The eternal thought is hard to be released, and the pain of loneliness is contended.
The rain is deep, the fall is silent, and the sadness leads to more sickness.
The first time I saw this, I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you, too.
The empty king should miss me, and the poor son is lost in his home.
Verses about remembering a dead dog 1.
And to tell me that even though I can't bear it
but in the time I have left
to see more of my family
and to bring more of this warmth
to that cold world
will make it less lonely in the future?
But I look at you
and I want to hold on to you
and stay in this world and live with you
The fact that
I love my work so much
and I'm so tired
but when I come back to my house
and you greet me with joy
it confirms that I'm tired
that you were so wise
and so simply shrugged off the complexities of the world
as if to say, "It's good to be back"
Yes, it's good to be back
no matter if the family is rich or poor
and you were happy to be back, with such a philosophy of the world.
Happiness in life
In fact
Happiness is the same philosophy
Every time I see you playing in the grass
I feel the freshness of the grass again
Every time I see you running happily
I feel the freedom of the earth surging through me. The earth is surging with the freedom of life
How important these long-lost natural sources
are to our traceable lives
And yet, with the busyness of our lives
we neglect the resources of this moisturizing agent in our bodies
And it is you who have given it to me again
So that I can quickly regulate my fatigue
And ensure the beginning of a new tomorrow
And so on, so forth. Clumsy, my dog
You've never asked for riches
But I haven't even given you enough to play with
Clumsy, my dog
And so
You've stayed with me so faithfully
Leaving me with so many happy moments
That I can't save my life by removing the disease from you. I can't save your life from the pain
Stupid, my doggy baby
Why do you choose to come and go in a short life
And end it with a mirror folding performance
But don't you ever think
That once I've lost the joy of having you
And lost the book of you
All those human interest stories
Will be lost again?
Will again with fatigue erode me
Let me run in the headless busy
And no one will greet
2. nostalgia for the dead dog's sentimental sentence,, kneeling,, thank you
Modern words good? That little bit of memories, a trace of your lovely are like water so that I can not breathe.
But I have never torn my heart, because I can not accept your departure. In my impression, you have always accompanied me to laugh, accompany me to play, comfort me, encourage me, at this time you are with me to cry? Since the first day I held you back, your dull look is y printed in my heart, I swear to protect you with everything I have, in my most fearful time, it is your arrival as the spring sunshine gave me the greatest support and encouragement.
I told you I would always be there for you - my truest friend.
I said to you that I would always be by your side, my best friend. Now, when I pick up a glass of water, I am still used to looking for a basin to pour water for you, and then I remembered that you have already left here.
This feeling makes me unable to face, I can't face the days without you, I can't face my loved ones have left me forever. Since you have already left, I can not make you reborn, only silently think of you, only all the time do not miss you.
You must be good and happy on that side! I will always bless you! (My dog died of canine distemper, which was a big blow to me, and I have deep feelings for owners who have lost their dogs. These sentences are an excerpt from an article I wrote about my dog's death, not a good sentence, just a personal opinion.)
3. Poems expressing thoughts about the dead dog
1. White clouds will dog go, grass let people return. --The first is a poem about the death of a beloved dog, and the second is a poem about the death of a beloved dog, and the third is a poem about the death of a beloved dog.
2. The hound is strong and strong again, but the rabbit is dead and the bow is lost.
The hounds are still strong, but they are not useful because the prey is gone, so they seem to be downcast.
3. The wood door hears the dogs barking, and the people return home at night in the wind and snow. --Tang - Liu Changqing "meet snow host Furong mountain master" Translation: twilight down the mountain pale more and more feel the road far, the day cold thatched cottage seems more poor. Outside the door of the wood suddenly came the sound of barking dogs, snow and wind night back to the host family came back.
4. There is no disciple on this trip, the white dog follows. --Tang - Jia Dao "send the Taoist" translation: outside the travel of the occasion, no one to accompany, only love the dog companion.
5. The dog barks in the deep alleys and the chickens crow in the mulberry trees.
The first thing you need to know is how to get the best out of your life.
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Modern Poems Expressing Love for Dogs:
1. No one is an island, self-contained; everyone is part of that vast continent. If a wave washes away a clod, Europe is a little less; if a cape, if your friend's or your own estate is washed away, so is it. The death of any man makes me lose, for I am wrapped up in humanity. So do not inquire for whom the funeral bell tolls; it tolls for you. --Dorn
2. "Where Are You" by Dodo
Echoing one by one, one little station Now, a little patch of silence Still absorbing another geography
As blackness is complete without a guide No other horizon, nothingness, too, passes In the boarded-up place where your death was left behind No other The death above the vibration of your woman keeps you flying - a fuller death
When the wind from the pass still threatens this death, when the death, the fear of a false death, the laughter of the cliffs stays in the darkness of the mirror's depths, and continues to ask for the pink bedroom, for your woman, from the sound of the next man's voice, where are you, where are you lost, where are you? Where, where you are lost is where he enters
From the side where you have no more complaints, where only a little higher than a man dies, and continues to plunge, as all generations plunge, to answer the anxiety of the late-night wilderness: where are you
4. Sentences in Memory of Dead Pets
That little bit of remembrance, the slightest hint of your loveliness is like water to my breath.
But I never tore my heart out because I couldn't accept your departure. In my impression, you have always accompanied me to laugh, accompany me to play, comfort me, encourage me, at this time you are with me to cry? Since the first day I held you back, your dull look was y imprinted in my heart, I vowed to protect you with everything I have, in my most fearful time, it is your arrival as the spring sunshine gave me the greatest support and encouragement.
I told you I would always be there for you - my truest friend.
I said to you that I would always be by your side, my best friend. Now, when I pick up a glass of water, I am still used to looking for a basin to pour water for you, and then I remembered that you have already left here.
This feeling makes me unable to face, I can't face the days without you, I can't face my loved ones have left me forever. Since you have already left, I can not make you reborn, only silently think of you, only all the time do not miss you.
You must be good and happy on that side! I will always bless you! Love always your master, your friend.
5. Poems about animals dying
Ancient Poems about Animals
1. The Lonely Geese
Tang Du Fu
The lonely geese don't drink or peck, and they fly and honk to remember the flock.
Who cares about a piece of shadow, and lose ten thousand clouds.
2. "Selling Camels"
Tang Bai Juyi
Five years of drunken riding under the flowers, before the sale of the turn back to the hissing.
Xiang Ji's piebald is still a sigh of relief, and Lotte's farewell to the camel is not heartless.
3. "Returning to Mount Huashan"
Tang - Bai Xingjian
After the success of the Shepherd's Field, the King of Zhou's war horse is idle.
The first time I saw this poem, it was written by a man who was a great man, a great man, a great man, and a great man.
The sun is still shining, and the wind is still blowing, and the wind is still blowing.
The first thing you need to know is how to get to the top of the mountain, and how to get to the bottom of the mountain.
The first step is to walk under the peak of the immortal mountain, and the second step is to walk along the river.
Luckily, when the time to lay down, no longer between the drums.
4. "The Birds of Yue"
Tang-Zheng Gu
The geese in the south do not go everywhere, and the people in the north listen to them when they are relying on their anchors.
The plum rain filled the river and the spring grass rested, and a sound was heard in the lychee branch.
5. The Painted Bird
Song - Ouyang Xiu
Hundreds of chirps and thousands of voices move at will, the mountain flowers red and purple trees high and low.
The first thing I know is that the bird is locked up in a golden cage, but it is not as good as the bird that is crying in the forest.
6. "The Eagle on the Shelf"
Tang - Cui Xian
The heart and guts of the sky are on the shelf, and there is no reason for them to fly.
Miles of blue sky will go away, I don't know who is the tapewriter.
7. "Release the Eagle"
Tang-Bai Juyi
The eagle came out of the cage in October, and the grass was dry and the pheasants and rabbits were fat.
The title of the next title is with the finger, a hundred throws without a single loss.
The eagle's wings are as fast as the wind, and its claws are as sharp as cones.
This is for the birds, but now it is for the people.
Who will be able to make it so, there are techniques very easy to know.
The system is based on hunger and fullness.
Do not make the long full, do not make the long hungry.
If you are hungry, you will not have enough strength, and if you are full, you will fly on your back.
The first thing you need to do is to tie up the band before you are full.
This is why the claws and wings are so powerful, and the man sits on them.
The heroes are mastered by the wise, and their skill is like this.
I have heard of the hunters.
8. The Painting of the Eagle
Tang-Du Fu
The wind and frost rise from the plain practice, and the eagle is painted as a difference.
The eagle's body is like a rabbit's, and its eyes are like a sorrowful beard.
The tapestry of the turnings is so bright that it can be plucked, and the pillars can be called out.
The first is a story of a man's life, and the second is a story of a woman's life.
9. The Eagle
Tang - Gao Yue
The snowy claws and starry eyes are rare in the world.
The 虞人莫谩张罗罗网，未肯平原浅草飞。
10. The White Eagle
Tang - Liu Yuxi
The hair and feathers are marbled with white nivea, and it is not a surprise to see that it was raised in front of the horse.
The white eagle is a little cloudy, and it comes to the ground in three voices.
The green jade is a chicken's brain, and the gold claw is a rabbit's heart.
All of these are the result of the understanding of the spirit of life, so everyone said that they are very handsome.
6. My dog died begging for an article in his honor
Once upon a time, I have always thought that human life is very short, like a short-lived flower fading in one night; like a shooting star crossing the sky in a flash. And now I realize that your life is more so fragile, so small, no blip flower bloom that moment of fragrance; also no meteor across the night sky that moment of dazzling. The only thing that you can do is to be quiet, quietly, and you will be gone.
Whenever I return home, I can no longer hear the babbling and barking; I can no longer see the lovely short tail. I can't help but feel that this already cold home seems to have become even colder. Originally I gave you the name Piggy Flower, but now the name has no meaning to you; I should have shed a tear for you, but grief does not redeem this cruel reality. My dear puppy, before you could feel the coldness of this world, you hurriedly ended that short three-month life. Life should be the most beautiful thing in this world, but people always hurt it intentionally. Here I just feel a little helpless. For you to leave me just that a sigh.
Mother said she finally sent you into the river, I think now you should float in the river, quietly floating along the river into the Yangtze River, and then finally flow to the sea, back to the original place to go. Everything started there and should end there.
A month has passed, perhaps they have already forgotten you, or they never cared about your former existence. Because in their eyes, you are even smaller and more humble than them. And I sometimes see you in my dreams, but I don't dare to call your name, I can only watch you wagging your little tail and silently leaving. And sometimes I secretly wonder if perhaps you would be better off now, if there is still a place called heaven ......