A beautiful poem about a son taking care of his sick father

A beautiful poem about father 1. Beautiful sentences about fatherly love

Beautiful sentences describing father's love

1. Father's love is the sun, and I can feel his light even on a cloudy day. Father's love is a high mountain, which encourages me to stand up straight even in the most difficult times; Father's love is Beidou, which can let me know the direction even at night when I can't see my fingers; Fatherly love is ...

2, sometimes, maternal love is trivial, manifested in countless nagging, which is both touching and annoying; However, fatherly love is implicit. Although there are not many words, it can't be ignored. Because there are great differences between men and women in the expression of thoughts and feelings, parents' love for their children is no exception. Although from the appearance, fatherly love is not as warm and hearty as maternal love, he has integrated fatherly love into the rush of family livelihood.

3. Father's love is a big book without words. When I read it, I will have endless power and rise in the faith of my life. Father is like a towering mountain. People who don't know true love will never reach the top. When you understand his good intentions, you will feel that he is kind and kind.

Some people say that maternal love is like a mountain, and maternal love is like the sea. But I said, father's love is the sea, and we are just a ship that will never leave the harbor; Father's love is the sky, we are just a bird, and we can never fly out of the vast sky.

Father's love is a cup of strong tea. When you are tired, just a few bites will refresh you. Father's love is a mountain and running 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.

6. What is the father's instinct? I thought about it: my father's instinct is to block a dazzling sunshine, a tiny dust, a speeding car and a fierce lion for his children ... In short, my father's instinct is to shelter the children from the wind and rain, and even pay everything including life.

7. A father is like a book. Young children often can't understand his father until they really grow up and know what this means, and then open this big book again to understand his sincere heart.

8. Father loves nothing, and father is not good at expressing love in words! But his actions always express deep love! Love is speechless. On the muddy road, you hold my little hand tightly with those big calloused hands, and I hold your vicissitudes. I want to say that you have worked hard, dad. Love is speechless. I am tired of walking. You lift me up gently. I sit on your generous shoulders, which makes me very satisfied and happy! I want to say that dad has worked hard; Love is speechless. A breeze makes me sleepy. You gently picked me up and put me on your back. I lean on your back tightly and smell your sweat. You are like my backer, giving me a strong sense of security. I want to say that dad has worked hard!

2. Beautiful sentences about father

Looking at my parents' aging faces, rickety backs, frosty temples and clumsy steps, I began to regret myself. Regret your ruthlessness and cruelty. In the eyes of the world, I can't find a trace of my parents' youth; On my parents' kind faces, I clearly saw the traces of years and wind and rain. If I can exchange my life for my parents' youth, I would rather not have this life; If I can exchange my efforts for yesterday, I would rather give up everything and spend my life. However, there are some things in life, once gone, they can never come back.

When I close my eyes, all I see is my parents working hard for me. I saw my father with a whip, plowing against the rising sun; Seeing my father walking on the ridge of rice flowers, his face reflected the joy of harvest; Seeing his father hunched over, he laid baskets of stones on the road behind the house.

With the care, love and care of my parents, I am rich and the richest. Parents' inculcation is my magic weapon of self-motivation in life; The pure and beautiful heart my parents gave me is an inexhaustible precious legacy for me. My parents' words and deeds, diligence and kindness are my life's learning examples; The hard work and suffering of my parents are my motivation to never give up and go forward bravely; My parents' earnest hope is the direction of my life.

3. Beautiful words to describe fatherly love

There is a kind of love that is silent and serious, and it is often impossible to tell you in detail at that time. However, it will make you feel more and more delicious in the days to come, and you will never forget it. It's boundless fatherly love.

Fatherly love is actually very simple. It is like white wine, spicy and warm, which makes people get drunk easily; It is like coffee, bitter and mellow, easy to cheer people up; It's like tea, plain and kind, which makes people unconsciously addicted.

Father's love is a ray of sunshine in spring, shining warmly on me; It is the cool summer wind that blows away the boredom in my heart; Is a string of fruits in autumn, guiding me to success; It is a fire in winter that warms my cold heart. Father love is everywhere!

Even if you are a master of Dan Qing, it is difficult to outline your father's strong backbone: even if you are a master of literature, it is difficult to portray his father's unyielding spirit; Even if all rivers run into the sea, it is hard to hide a father's love for his children!

Father's love is hidden in rough hands,

Those hands,

Working tirelessly to support our family;

Father's love, hidden behind stern eyes,

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.

4. Beautiful sentences about fatherly love

Pay tribute to your father. Dad was exhausted all his life. Your belief is only to seek happiness for his children. It is because of your efforts that the family is harmonious and happy, and the days are getting better day by day. Maybe only mom is better in the world. There are not many people who appeal, because it is undeniable that dad is no less devoted to his family than his mother. In reality, dad is the source of family income. He silently supported the whole family without any complaints. In dad's eyes, nothing is more important than relying on home, so as a father. He is destined to work hard for a comfortable and happy life for his family. What a respectable and great father. There is no more selfless love in the world than fatherly love. It's time to express our sincere love to our father on Father's Day. Father is a mountain when he is hazy. When he sits on his shoulder, he can always see far away. When he is sensible, his father is a stubborn bent pine tree. I didn't know how heavy my weight was. So heavy, now, father, you are a profound poem. The son silently read tears and gently flowed through his father's blue sky. A mysterious mountain is quiet and deep. The vast land is full of vitality. How harmonious man and nature are. The ridge in the field is a beautiful stick. Wheat grains dancing in the wind are jumping notes. Jiuqu Mountain Road is the string of heaven and earth. It was my father's light footsteps that pulled it out. It is actually the swan song of life. Sweat runs in the canal dug by years. The blue veins protruding from the overwhelming waves are the Great Wall built by strength. Gong Yu's spirit of moving mountains extends from here. Moonlight moistens this quiet night. The running water in front of the house took away all the fatigue. I feel peace in snoring, and I feel the light of white hair in the mirror. The years when my father was built by wind and rain are engraved on his forehead, which deeply outlines wisdom and life. Father's grace is gone, traces are covered with dead leaves, and grass has long since disappeared. Why are you in such a hurry to remember that time? At dusk, my father took my little hand to see the sunset stained with rosy clouds. My father seems to be expecting a dream of mine. Guiltily, I dare not look directly at the large clouds that my father expected. My father seems to love me deeply, and I want to cry for joy. When I was a child, my father always said to me: I am a big tree. You are a small tree. Now a grown-up little tree wants to say to his father: You will always be my big tree father. I caressed the railing of the city and looked at the fragrant soil in my hometown. I thought of my father outside Qian Shan, on the earth. At that time, my father walked in the wind, changing all kinds of hoeing postures and holding farm tools close to the soil. He loves the land and kisses us. In those days, I didn't have rich poems growing in the fields and standing on my father's head. It's my father. After leaving my hometown for many years, a hunchbacked figure is vivid in my mind. I stood on the golden ridge in September with a shiny sickle in my hand. I wish you happiness. In my letter to my father, I wrote that wind energy can crack stones, rain can rust steel, and years can bend your spine. Only your will is indomitable, and your father's tenderness is that water has played games with you for thousands of years. You lured me across the river with respect for many years, and I bet you with my youth that your car will sweep left and right. My defense, my horse, is marching step by step, forcing your father into the old nest. I can't destroy your moat. You can't break into my crystal palace to pay tribute to my father. 1 3, I will pay homage to my father for five years, and my feelings are in my arms. I want to pay tribute to him: the incense column is full of joy and the heart is sad; Cigarettes are around, and it's hard to say.

People have been going to Xi for five years; My mind is like a thousand years. Fang Sizhi, it is difficult to ban; I thought about it at first, but I didn't want to cry.

Shout, don't listen; Cry, but don't listen Recalling the past, I once stepped on the moon shadow; When I thought about it, it was dawn.

Stepping on the moon, Tian He is already Mu Juanjuan; It is dawn, and the skirt is still covered with frost. Used to hard work, busy all day; Simple and honest, life is safe and rare.

Sorry, I have never left the countryside in my life; Alas, it's hard to break down from overwork. In the moonlight, the family talked and laughed; When you are alive, you often teach and never forget.

The most unforgettable thing is the groan of the stomach in the hospital bed; What a pity! My brother died after a sleep. Since then, I have been different, whispering; Heaven and earth are dim, and we meet in our dreams.

Alas, it hurts, and a little tear sinks into the river. Sadly, voice calls spread over nine days.

My father's way tells me that the monument erected by my father will be a road sign for progress. This road continues in my life. Ordinary fathers have no carols, no feats, only stories I miss. I will stride forward with brave faith and extend my father's road to a brilliant future. Father's Day is coming again, but my father never knows it, just as he never knows he is tired. Father! How many times have you missed our dinner? How many times have you quietly left my dream and remembered the tenderness of your hands touching my face after doing farm work all your life? How many times have your strong body fallen because of us, father! Suddenly I smelled a thick smell of loess. No, that's a strong manly smell coming from you. My eyes are captured by tears again, father! Your blood is in my veins, father! It is Father's Day again. You received my blessing again.

5. Poetry about fatherly love

There are no virtuous fathers and brothers in life, no strict teachers and friends outside, and few people can succeed.

[Song] There is an emotion in Lv Gongzhu. It's too inaccurate to say it easily. There is a language that is easy to speak. It's ordinary and extraordinary. It's drunk. This is the most painful place. When my father's eyes touched my forehead, gap and distance were meaningless nouns. Incredibly, when you are coldest, blood is still the warmest embrace. Father is a mountain when he is hazy. Sitting on his shoulder, he can always see far. Far away, when I was sensible, my father was a stubborn bent pine, only to find that my weight was so heavy. So heavy, now, father, you are a profound poem. The son silently read tears and gently flowed through his father's blue sky. A mysterious mountain is quiet and deep. The vast land is full of vitality. How harmonious man and nature are. The ridge in the field is a beautiful stick. Wheat grains dancing in the wind are jumping notes. Jiuqu Mountain Road is the string of heaven and earth. It was my father's light footsteps that pulled it out. It is actually the swan song of life. Sweat runs in the canal dug by years. The blue veins protruding from the overwhelming waves are the Great Wall built by strength. Gong Yu's spirit of moving mountains extends from here. Moonlight moistens this quiet night. The running water in front of the house took away all the fatigue. I feel calm in snoring, and I feel the brightness of white hair in the mirror. Remember that father's love for us is different from father's love for us. Our love is a stream. Fatherly love is the dew on the unstable grass in the sea. This is the light from the sun. The days in April are half brilliant and half brilliant. That's where the spring breeze passes. Our joy is the smile on our father's face, and our pain is the deep sadness in his eyes. Our love can go far and far, but we can never walk out of the square in our father's heart. The poem describing father's love in ancient poetry: Song Lingyun's "Remembering Father" Wu's broken book, what do the two places hate? The dream soul is not afraid of Chang 'an, and borrows the wind to ask for daily life several times. I know that when I die, everything on earth has nothing to do with me. But the only thing that hurts me is that I failed to see the reunification of the motherland.

Julian Waghann Beiding Central Plains Day, don't forget to tell Nai Weng about the family sacrifice! There is grass in front of the mountain and grass behind the mountain in Shizi and Thinking of Northland Leisure. Go out one day and cover the door. Every time I think of the flesh and blood beside me, I come to see the savage's children.

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 there is plenty of rain this year.

The seedlings are born before planting, so don't be too early. Call the big boy and the morning glory will eat grass.

Song of Transplanting by Yang Wanli, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, Fu Tian threw the rice seedlings to women, and the children pulled them out and put them in. Dai Li is a beggar, and the rain drips from head to shoulder. At dinner, he told the canal to have a rest, lowered his head and made no answer.

Take care of geese and ducklings when the roots of seedlings are not firmly twisted.

6. Beautiful sentences about fatherly love and its origin

Father's famous words

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.

Father's love is as deep and broad as the sea.

Fatherly love is silent. If you feel it, it is not fatherly love!

Father's love is water-Gorky

A father's virtue is a son's legacy. Strict words

7. Poems about fatherly love ~ ~ ~ I want to be beautiful.

Pay tribute to your father. Dad was exhausted all his life. Your belief is only to seek happiness for his children. It is because of your efforts that the family is harmonious and happy, and the days are getting better and better. Maybe only mom is better in the world, and not many people are calling for it, because it is undeniable that dad is no less devoted to his family than mom. In the real society, dad is the source of family income. He is silently supporting the whole family without any complaints. Nothing is more important than relying on his family, so as a father, he is destined to work hard for the comfort and happiness of his family all his life. What a respectable and great father, there is no more selfless love in the world than fatherly love. It's time to express our sincere love to our father on Father's Day. Father is a mountain when he is hazy, and he can always see far from his shoulders. Far away, when I was sensible, my father was a stubborn bent pine, only to find that my weight was so heavy. So heavy and now, father, you are a deep poem. Your son silently reads tears and gently sheds his father's blue sky, a dark and mysterious mountain, a quiet and deep vast land, a vibrant opportunity, and how harmonious all creatures are with nature. The field ridge in Tanaka is a beautiful staff, the grains dancing in the wind are jumping notes, and the Jiuqu Mountain Road is the string of heaven and earth, which was pulled out by the light footsteps of parents, but it is the swan song of life. Sweat runs in the canal dug by years, stirring the waves of development. The blue veins are the Great Wall built by strength. Gong Yu's spirit of moving mountains extends from here. Moonlight moistens this quiet night. The running water in front of the house took away all the fatigue. I feel peace in snoring, and I feel the light of white hair in the mirror. The years when my father was built by wind and rain have profoundly outlined wisdom and life. Father's grace is no longer. There are traces everywhere. Dead leaves and lush grass have long since disappeared. Why are the years in such a hurry? I remember that night, my father took my little hand to see the sunset dyed red by hongyun. My father seems to be expecting a dream of mine. Guiltily, I dare not look directly at the large clouds that my father expected. It seems that my father loves me deeply. I want to cry for joy. When I was a child, my father always said to me: I am a big tree. You are a small tree. Now a grown-up little tree wants to say to his father: You will always be my big tree father, caressing the railings of the city and looking at the fragrant soil of my hometown. I thought of my father who was outside Qian Shan and above the soil. At that time, my father walked in the wind, changing various weeding postures and holding farm tools close to the soil. In March, when we were rolling in the fields, he loved the land and kissed us. At that time, my poems were not very rich, and I grew up in the fields. Standing on my father's head looks like my father's wish for many years. It has been many years since I left my hometown. A hunchbacked figure is vivid in my mind. Standing on the golden ridge in September, with a shiny sickle in my hand, I want to write to my father. It is said that wind can move stones and rain can rust steel. It is said that years will bend your spine. Only your indomitable will will never change will arouse the weight of the whole family's life, father. Tenderness is the remains of water and you for thousands of years. You lured me across the river with years of respect, and I bet you with my youth that your car crossed my defense. My horse pushes your nest step by step. My father played a discordant game of chess. I can't destroy your moat. You can't break into my crystal palace to pay tribute to my father. 1 3 rd, pay tribute to my father for five years, and my feelings are in my arms. As a result, I said: Xiangzhu is full of joy, and his heart is sad; Cigarettes are around, and it's hard to say.

People have been going to Xi for five years; My mind is like a thousand years. Fang Sizhi, it is difficult to ban; I thought about it at first, but I didn't want to cry.

Shout, don't listen; Cry, but don't listen Recalling the past, I once stepped on the moon shadow; When I thought about it, it was dawn.

Stepping on the moon, Tian He is already Mu Juanjuan; It is dawn, and the skirt is still covered with frost. Used to hard work, busy all day; Simple and honest, life is safe and rare.

Sorry, I have never left the countryside in my life; Alas, it's hard to break down from overwork. In the moonlight, the family talked and laughed; When you are alive, you often teach and never forget.

The most unforgettable thing is the groan of the stomach in the hospital bed; What a pity! My brother died after a sleep. Since then, I have been different, whispering; Heaven and earth are dim, and we meet in our dreams.

Alas, it hurts, and a little tear sinks into the river. Sadly, voice calls spread over nine days.

My father's way tells me that the monument erected by my father will be a road sign for progress. This road continues in my life. Ordinary fathers have no carols, no feats, only stories I miss. I will stride forward with brave faith and extend my father's road to a brilliant future. Father's Day is coming again, but my father never knows it, just as he never knows he is tired. Father! How many times have you missed our dinner? How many times have you quietly left my dream and remembered the tenderness of your hands touching my face after doing farm work all your life? How many times have your strong body fallen because of us, father! Suddenly I smelled a thick smell of loess. No, that's a strong manly smell coming from you. My eyes are captured by tears again, father! Your blood is in my veins, father! It is Father's Day again. You received my blessing again.

8. Poetry about fatherly love

There are no virtuous fathers and brothers in life, no strict teachers and friends outside, and few people can succeed. [Song] Lv Gongzhu

There is an emotion.

Don't say it easily

It would be too inaccurate to say it.

There is a language

Don't talk easily

Very common

This is also extraordinary.

Stop talking when you're drunk.

Don't talk nonsense

Internal injuries are the most painful place.

When my father's eyes touched my forehead

Gap and distance

It is already a meaningless noun.

The incredible thing is blood.

When you are coldest

Still the warmest hug.

father

Hazy time

father

This is a big mountain.

Sit on his shoulder

Can always see far, far away.

Be rational

father

This is a stubborn bent pine tree.

Only then did I find out.

My weight is too heavy, too heavy.

But now

father

You are a profound poem.

My son reads silently.

Tears flow gently

father

Long blue sky.

A mysterious castle peak.

A quiet and deep vast land

Energetic people

This is a good opportunity for people to live in harmony with nature.

The ridge in Tanaka is a beautiful stick.

Grains dancing in the wind are jumping notes.

Nine winding mountain roads are the strings of this world.

It was the light footsteps of fathers that moved it.

What pops up is the swan song of life.

Sweat flows in the canal dug by years.

Arouse a wave of development

The protruding blue veins are the Great Wall built by strength.

Gong Yu's spirit of moving mountains extends from here.

Moonlight moistens this quiet night.

The running water in front of the house took away all the fatigue.

I felt peace in my snoring.

I also felt the light of white hair in the mirror.

Remember father's love.

We also love our father.

But not like my father loves us.

Our love is a stream.

Father's love is the ocean.

Dew on unstable grass

Round and bright

That's the light from the sun.

April day

Semiromantic

Half brilliant.

That's where the spring breeze passes.

Our happiness

It's the smile on my father's face.

Our pain

It is the deep sadness in my father's eyes.

Our love can go far and far.

But I can't get out.

The conservatism of father's thought

Poems describing father's love in ancient poems:

Song Lingyun's Father Memory

Wu's book is broken. What do you hate everywhere?

The dream soul is not afraid of Chang 'an, and borrows the wind to ask for daily life several times.

I know that when I die, everything on earth has nothing to do with me. But the only thing that hurts me is that I failed to see the reunification of the motherland. Julian Waghann Beiding Central Plains Day, don't forget to tell Nai Weng about the family sacrifice! Show it to your son.

Leisure Thought in Beiguo

There is grass in front of the mountain and behind it. You cover the door when you go out all day. Every time I think of the flesh and blood beside me, I come to see the savage's children.

Yuan Zhongdao's Chao Geng in Ming Dynasty

Come to Harada in the middle of the night and the moon sets before dawn. The stream is trickling and there is plenty of rain this year.

The seedlings are born before planting, so don't be too early. Call the big boy and the morning glory will eat grass.

Song of Transplanting Rice by Yang Wanli, a poet in Tang Dynasty

Fu Tian threw the seedlings to the woman, and the children pulled them out and put them in. Dai Li is a beggar, and his head is wet with rain.

When eating, ask the canal to rest for half a minute, but bow your head and bend over just not to pick it up. Take care of geese and ducklings when the roots of seedlings are not firmly twisted.