Poems about mourning my father (poems in memory of my father)

1. Poems in memory of father

1. "To Father" author: Bei Dao (contemporary).

On a cold February morning, the oak finally takes on sad dimensions. Father, in front of your photo, the eight-sided wind keeps the round table calm. From the direction of childhood, what I see is always your back, along the road to the king, you herd the dark clouds and sheep, the eloquent wind brings floods, the logic of the alley is deeply rooted in the heart, you call me to be your son, I follow you as a father.

The fate flowing in the palm of the hand drives the movement of the sun, moon and stars. Under the lone male lamp, the shadows of all things are paired. The struggle between the hour hands and brothers forms an acute angle and merges into one. The sick thunder rolls into the night hospital, smashing There's a knock on your door.

Dawn appears like a clown, and the flame changes your sheets. Where the clock stops, the darts of time whizz by. Hurry up and catch up with the death carriage. A spring thief's path, exploring the wealth of the mountains, the sadness of the song surrounding the river.

2. Author of "Dan Ge Xing": Emperor Wen of Wei Cao Pi.

Looking up at the curtain, looking down at the feast. The things remain as before, but the people do not exist. The gods suddenly abandoned me and fled. I looked up and down, crying again and again. ...I am grey-haired, how early I was born. Long chanting and eternal sighing, pregnant with my holy test. It is said that a benevolent person will live longer, but a person who is cruel is not a guarantee.

Definition: Looking up at the curtain, looking down at the feast. Things are still the same, but my father is no longer alive. God, you are in such a hurry, leaving me behind and walking far away. I was helpless and couldn't see my relatives, and I couldn't hold back my tears. The walking doe kept bleating, holding apple grass in her mouth to call her fawn. O graceful bird, fly back to the nest with the little bird.

I am alone, full of sorrow and unspeakable pain. Sad heart, it's so painful, no one knows my sadness. The ancients once said: "Sorrow will make people age." Pity my gray hair, how early it is! I sang and sighed for a long time, remembering my father deeply. As the old saying goes: "A virtuous person can live a long life." Why doesn't my father live a hundred years? !

This is a poem written by Cao Pi in memory of his father, Cao Cao. I burst into tears thinking about it, reading it was deeply emotional and touching, and made me sigh with longing. They say politicians only have interests in mind and no family affection? However, Cao Pi's innocence is all in it.

3. "The Book of Songs·Zhi'an" Spring and Autumn Period.

I look up at my father. The father said: "Hey! I have been working day and night for my son. Be careful, there is no end to the coming."

Definition: Climb up the green hill and look at my father from a distance. I seem to hear my father saying to me: "My son is traveling far away for official business. He will be covered with dew in the morning and covered with stars in the evening. Please take care and come back early and don't stay in a distant place."

Father "still There is no end to the coming." This tone is purely based on the son without losing the father's broad-mindedness, and his love for his son is deep and sincere. It expresses the son's longing for his father, but it also shows the father's deep affection for his son.

4. Author of "Remembering My Father": Zhou Yuru (Ming Dynasty).

Recalling the past, I was a remnant, and the snow is flying when I return home. I haven't said a word in three years, and I can't bear to see him return home.

Definition: I recall the last time I went home at the end of the twelfth lunar month, and it was still snowing heavily. There has been no contact from home for three years, and I couldn't help crying when I saw the wild geese flying south in the sky.

5. "Two Hundred and Forty Poems of Filial Piety of the Sage · Geng Guo" Author: Lin Tong (Song Dynasty).

Who doesn’t want to be granted the title of Marquis? Why should I care about me alone? Loved by his father, he prefers young sons.

Interpretation: Who among the real men doesn’t want to make achievements and become a marquis or prime minister? But why do I live in seclusion in the world? Just because I miss my late father's love for me, I put more thought into nurturing my young son. 2. What are the poems "in memory of my father's death"

1 "In memory of my father" Anonymous traveled north and south begging for survival, and the eighty-year cycle has roots.

I look forward to the wanderer when I first leave, and when I return, I sit on the wooden door leaning on my stick. The dream is known after waking up, and the kindness is not repaid until death.

Wan Zai's voice and appearance are like sighs, and her nagging would rather accompany the morning and dusk.

2. "In Memory of the Father" Anonymous The boat sailed off the road and refused to go west, and the vastness of the river made me confused for a while.

How can I return to Sangmo halfway, only to lose my beloved wife in middle age. The water surrounds the isolated village, the grass is growing, the rain breaks the walls, and the old clouds are low.

How many sleepless nights come late, the cold moon is desolate and even more desolate. 3. Anonymous After nineteen years, all the remaining red, green and good fertilizers were sold out.

Writing can hardly convey the thoughts, but chatting with children and grandchildren can repay the sunshine of spring. I'm afraid that my white hair will grow short at any time, and I'm afraid that the east wind will backfire on me.

What I most remember is the figure of a hunchback in the sunset, leaving in a hurry without ever returning. 4. "Qi Jue: Remembering My Father" Anonymous: Chang Si loved his father when he was in office, and gave up drinking and smoking to keep him honest.

I feel relaxed and relaxed after leaving my job, and I feel the sweetness of food when I go home. 5. "Qilu: Remembering Father" I woke up with tears wet my clothes and towels.

During his lifetime, he always had a kind appearance, and his heartfelt sounds were always in his ears. 3. What are the poems about "Mourning the Late Father"

1. "Zhegutian·Half-Dead Tung"

Song Hezhu

All things will happen again in Changmen No. We came together and returned home differently.

After the phoenix tree was half dead and the frost cleared, the white-headed mandarin duck flew away without its companion.

The grass on the original plain shows the first signs of sunshine. The old habitat and the new ridge are both close to each other.

Who can stay up all night to mend clothes when I lie on an empty bed and listen to the rain outside the south window?

2. "My Lord Cries First on the First Day of the Yuan Dynasty"

Zhou Shuran, Qing Dynasty

I shed tears for my loved ones all night long, but they will come again at dawn.

Afraid of hurting my loving mother, I secretly flow to my pillow.

3. "Three Poems on Sorrow and Feelings"

Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty

Mr. Xie, the youngest, was partial to his daughter, so he married Qian Lou and was a good boy.

I have no clothes to search for a bag of watermelon, while others are selling wine and pulling out gold hairpins.

Wild vegetables add to the meal and the sweet clover is grown, while the fallen leaves add fuel to the ancient locust tree.

Today's salary exceeds 100,000 yuan, and I will pay tribute to the emperor and resume the camp.

4. "Yi Ruan Resides in Seclusion"

Du Fu, Tang Dynasty

Chenliu's customs declined and there were countless people in the world.

On the fortress, Ruan Sheng was born, who succeeded his ancestors.

Those who are poor in knowledge and quiet will have white hair and old hair.

Cars and horses enter the neighboring house, surrounded by basil.

Qing poetry is a shortcut, and it takes pains to recognize a child.

Look for me, the grass has a small diameter, and my clothes kick against the cold rain.

It is also proposed to live in a distant village to avoid the noise.

A guest with a bright Ji Ying is as honorable as dung.

5. "Mourning Poems"

Li Yu of the Tang Dynasty

It is difficult to eliminate the eternal thoughts, and I sigh in pain when I am alone.

The rain is late and the autumn is silent, and sorrow causes more diseases.

Thinking before swallowing the wind, my eyes are blurred and blurred.

The king of space should remember me, and the poor man is lost in his family. 4. Poems in memory of father

Poems in memory of father

1. During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily. Children and grandchildren pay homage to their relatives at their graves. It is difficult to sweep the graves of strangers alone. They look at their hometown in the distance to worship their father's soul.

2. During the Qingming Festival, we miss our loved ones and offer flowers to show our filial piety. Remember the ancestors and old friends, and never forget the kindness of your parents during their lifetime.

3. The love between parents is profound and they devote themselves to their children and grandchildren. He goes through all kinds of hardships without seeking reward, hoping that his daughter will become a phoenix and his son will become a dragon.

4. During the Qingming Festival, the vegetation is new and we visit the graves to think of our loved ones with tears in our eyes. I was originally a green lamp and never returned home, but I fell in love with the world of mortals because of the drunkenness.

5. Things are hanging in the ocean, and the bonus is fresh. Liu Ya is a little bit showy, but she always faces all kinds of epilepsy. I can't help but wipe the white hair with snow, and let my mood spread to the fragrance of Zen. How much sadness and tears are left in this world in April!

6. Yan Zhijia’s eyes are full of tears, and his heart and soul are painful after years of separation. How can it be that the close relationship between father and daughter is short, but the unexplained fleeting journey is long. Things in the world are impermanent but ultimately determined, and life is determined but impermanent. Sad tears make Qingming rain, and the taste of the world is cold after losing my father.

7. The grass in front of my father’s tomb is shoulder-length, and he has been buried in Badang for forty years. Every year during the Qingming Festival during the Lantern Festival, I worship my father at his grave with tears streaming down his face.

8. The wind and rain are like the darkness passing through the Qingming Festival, and the festive season triggers homesickness. The wanderer's heart is deepest, and the grass on his parents' tombs is green.

9. It’s hard to find relief from depression, but you can only cry when you are hurt and unfilial. I shed tears on my sleeves when I remember the old shadows, and when I think of the sadness, the rain never stops. Benevolence and virtue are often learned by neighbors, and children who love their children well should not be neglected. My father has no preference for boys over girls, and his kindness has not been repaid.

10. Tears of farewell during the Qingming Festival, and the village has not been seen for thousands of miles. Only the ancient mountain roads can support the body and transform the soul of the country.

11. The grass around the ridge is silent in the morning and dusk, and you can hear the cuckoo weeping every now and then. Training and sound are just a dream, and there is no way to be filial to one's parents and to support one's parents. Three sticks are placed on the incense burner, and five bottles of wine are placed in front of the grave. The amount of drinking material is still not reduced, and there may be apricot flower village in the dark world.

12. Now that I have returned, my father has not returned, and there are already piles of luxuriant wheat fields. A pot of hot wine with no one to drink, my heart is filled with ashes and sadness.

13. The Qingming Festival comes again, and the sky is drizzling and gloomy. The tombs are visited with great affection, but the paper money is burned for several rounds of worship.

14. Father’s Day is reincarnated again, and people with the new coronavirus are even sadder. Today God is weeping again, and his tears are flying in the rain as a sacrifice to my father.

15. During the Qingming Festival, remember your parents. Give a bouquet of flowers to the old friend, and the tears turn into the rain of lovesickness. It is difficult to repay your parents for their kindness in raising you. Your son wants to support you but cannot be loved by you. I advise you to cherish the people in front of you.

16. The wind, frost, rain and snow are sent to the Maoting, and the mourning of relatives in the eighteenth year is to keep filial piety. Harvesting grain from a sharecropping field follows the sun and moon, and making a living by sewing clothes follows the stars. Being thrifty and diligent in establishing a career is the ambition of the ancestors, and farming and studying are the heirs of the family. The fairy shadow is in the heaven riding the crane, and the branches and leaves are flourishing to remember the merits.

17. There are thick smoke and butterflies, and tears pour down during the Qingming Festival. Thinking of listening to my father's instructions, I cried and my voice was hoarse, and I longed to see my own face and cried out. It's hard to hide the regrets of being a woman, and being a human being without repaying a deep kindness. I pray in my heart that reincarnation will exist in the world, and that the next generation will repay and continue our relationship.

18. When I pay homage to my father’s tombstone, my heart will be at peace with the protection of green. Thinking about teachings and caring from afar, recalling and admonishing students to learn and search for difficulties. Be strong and not afraid of hardship, be frugal and always have a happy meal. The bright moon knows that you have gone, and it still shines on the mountains and hills in the cold night.

19. The weeds in front of the grave are already shoulder-length, and it has been ten years since my father went to Quantai. Returning to the hometown for cold food festivals every year, there are miserable winds and bitter rainy nights.

20. Boil a pot of salted roots and put them on both hands to heal the cracks. Wearing the moon, wearing stars, and hoeing the ground early, raising children, respecting the elderly, and guarding the poor. After many years of hard work by soldiers and horses, we have experienced many vicissitudes of life and become rich and happy. Father's love is boundless in my heart, and heaven wishes me great gratitude.

21. Yan drove the crane to Wuhen first, and then the bad news spread and shocked the neighbors. Thousands of acres of fertile land are burdened, and we are determined to live in poverty. The world of yin and yang cuts off the path of yin and yang, leaving the heaven to live and the people to live away. The immortal passed away and returned to the great silence, leaving behind the descendants to shed tears. 5. Poems in memory of my father on Father's Day

"My Father"

Author: Xian Ai Qing

Recently, I often dream about my father--

His face looked more "kind" than ever before,

showing his "forgiveness" to me,

His words were also so gentle,

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It seems that all his painstaking efforts are to protect his son.

Last spring he wrote to me several times,

hoping with pity that I would come back,

He wanted to tell me some important words,

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Some words about land and property:

But I defied his wishes,

and did not set out to return home,

I'm afraid that the responsibility a family gives me will destroy my young life.

On the day in May when the pomegranate blossoms bloomed,

He left the world with disappointment.

Extended information:

For a long time, we have always been accustomed to emphasizing the power of maternal love and emphasizing that maternal love is the most noble, but in fact, the power of father's love is equally great. Just like a bird with two wings and a person with two legs, mother's love and father's love are indispensable and irreplaceable.

The American "Parents" magazine summarized the uniqueness of fathers like this:

1. Fathers and mothers are different.

2. Fathers prefer to play with their children.

3. Fathers have a greater role in promoting children.

4. The language used by the father is more complex.

5. Fathers have more restraints on their children.

6. Fathers socialize their children and prepare them for the real world.

7. Introduce the role and behavior of men in real life.

8. The father supports his wife.

9. Fathers will help their children realize their potential.

Many psychologists believe that evidence in life proves that fathers are very important to the growth of children. On average, married fathers spend more time with their children than unmarried fathers. Much more time. A man will work harder than before after getting married.

Numerous studies have proven that children who live in families with both parents are better than children who have lost their fathers in all aspects. A survey in the United States shows that a boy who has not lived with his father since childhood is twice as likely to commit a crime than a boy who lives with his father; and a girl who lives with an unmarried or divorced mother is more likely to commit a crime than a boy who lives with his biological parents. Girls who live together are five times more likely to become mothers as teenagers.

Likewise, teens who live in single-parent families or with stepparents are more likely to have problems than teens who live with their biological parents. As the famous American psychologist James Dobson believes: "Let a boy be with a suitable man, and the boy will never go astray."

Sogou Encyclopedia - Father 6. Poems in memory of dad

1. "Thinking of Father" - Ji Daliang

It is hard to believe that the spring thunder is rising vigorously. Compassion and strictness are practiced in the nine realms.

When will I plow the land again? In the middle of the night, I dream of crying silently.

2. "Mourning for the Loving Father" - Ji Daliang

The gentle breeze and raindrops indicate that the world is changing.

Who knows, the edict is sent from heaven, and the fairy flags save my father’s soul.

3. "Mourning for Spring" - Ji Daliang

The spring charm is fragrant in the garden, but the kindness and strictness are far away.

Who will protect the remaining red? Ask the sunset about the wine.

4. "Qijue Remembering My Father" - Ji Daliang

Chang Si loved his father while he was in office, and gave up drinking and smoking to cultivate integrity.

I feel relaxed and relaxed after leaving my job, and I feel the sweetness of food when I go home.

5. "Missing My Father" - Ji Daliang

The world is full of flowers, and I think about my father every year.

Like the snow that disappears without a shadow in one lifetime, the flowers that love you love scatter their fragrance for half a lifetime. 7. Father’s Day is coming soon. Do you have any poems to commemorate your father?

Father’s love is like a mountain

I am a little bird flying out from under the eaves of my hometown. On my delicate wings It embodies your affectionate care and care

During the period when my beloved father was in office, Chang Si gave up drinking and smoking in order to be clean and honest.

I feel relaxed and relaxed after leaving my job, and I feel the sweetness of food when I go home.

If you don’t care about fame and fortune now, you will need to be more diligent in the future.

If you don’t care about fame and fortune now, you will need to be more diligent in the future.

If you don’t care about fame and fortune now, you will need to be more diligent in the future.

If you don’t care about fame and fortune now, you will need to be more diligent in the future.

Father's Day, as the name suggests, is a day to thank fathers. It began around the beginning of the 20th century, originated in the United States, and has now been widely spread all over the world. The festival dates vary from region to region. The most widespread date is the third Sunday in June every year. 52 countries and regions in the world celebrate Father's Day on this day. There are various ways to celebrate the holidays, most of which involve gift giving, family meals or activities.

There is no official Father’s Day in mainland China. However, people in mainland China customarily use the third Sunday in June as Father's Day; Father's Day in Taiwan is August 8. Father's Day in Taiwan, China, is held on August 8 every year, also known as "August 8th Day". This is because "88" is similar to dad, and the two characters "88" combined together look like the word "father", so Father's Day is specially scheduled for August 8.