An ancient poem about his father.

In daily study, work and life, ancient poems are the most familiar to everyone. Accurately speaking, ancient poems should be called metrical poems, including metrical poems and quatrains. Still struggling to find good ancient poetry? The following are my carefully arranged ancient poems describing my father for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

An ancient poem about his father 1 1. Give it to two children on East Road.

Li Bai (Tang)

Mulberry leaves in Wu area are green, and silkworms in Wu area have fallen asleep.

My home is far from Donglu. Who works in my field?

In spring, I won't be able to farm, and I will have to consider whether I can go by boat.

The south wind blew my homesickness and landed at the door of the hotel in my hometown.

There is a peach tree in the east of the building, and its branches are covered with smoke.

This peach tree was planted when I left. It has been three years.

The peach tree is as tall as the restaurant now, but I still went there and never came back.

My Nv Jiao's name is Pingyang, and my hand is folded on the side plate of the peach tree when I go home.

Peach blossom can't see his father's face, and tears are pouring down his face.

My child's name is Qin Bo, and he is as tall as his sister.

The two of them are standing side by side under the peach tree. Who can caress and love them?

I feel anxious at the thought of this place.

Tear off a piece of silk and write down the distant heart, as if I had returned to Hanyang Sichuan.

2. "Northland Leisure Thinking"

(Tang)

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.

3. "Show it to your son"

Lu You (Southern Song Dynasty)

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.

Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news!

4. "Good song"

Cao Xueqin (Qing)

Everyone knows that immortals are good, but their fame is unforgettable!

Where will the past and present be? A pile of grass on the wasteland is missing,

Everyone knows that the fairy is good, but gold and silver can't forget it!

In the end, the DPRK only hated gathering but not much until it closed its eyes for a long time.

Everyone knows that immortals are good, and only a good wife can forget them!

You said hello on your birthday, and you died with others.

Everyone knows that immortals are good, and only children and grandchildren can't forget them!

There have been many infatuated parents since ancient times. Who has seen filial piety for children and grandchildren?

5. Watch the children playing on the stream in the village.

Lu You (Southern Song Dynasty)

After the rain, the stream leveled the bank and looked at the children in the village to thank yat sen villa.

Bamboo and horses gallop, kites are domineering and whistling in the wind.

In the third winter, I temporarily learned from Confucian scholars and practiced from my parents.

Literacy is roughly equivalent to paying tribute, so you don't have to work hard for your officials.

6. Poor girl

Mei (Northern Song Dynasty)

Daughter of the poor by the water, crying while walking.

She said that there was a father at home, except for her daughter, and there was no Ding Zhuang.

The county magistrate dared to refuse to accept the attitude of the county magistrate to betray him.

If you don't detain the governor, the dragon will carry the staff.

Before leaving, please ask your neighbor for help, hoping to help the weak woman.

Just now, I heard from my fellow villagers that he was very upset when he asked them about his father's whereabouts.

Sure enough, my father froze to death on the river bank in the cold rain.

My thin woman has no one to rely on, and my father's body can't be buried.

My daughter is not as good as a man, but I am alive. What can I stand?

Touching the cavity and shouting at the sky, whether I am alive or dead is really a dilemma!

An ancient poem about my father, 2 1, Injury to Spring (five quatrains)

Chun yun ru yuan Xiang

Kind but sailing.

Who will protect Residual Red?

Ask about sunset wine

2. "Another father"

There is a lot of breeze and rain.

This is a new sight in the world.

Who knows the divine decree?

Immortal measure of my father's soul

3. "Thinking of Father" (Four Musts)

Want to be green and raise your father.

It's hard to say goodbye to your family in shengshi.

Walk slowly and repeat the night.

Goodbye, voices, dreams and watches.

4. Missing Father (four musts)

Spring thunder is fierce and surging.

Hard to believe in kindness and strictness.

When shall we plough the dragon to the embankment again?

Dreaming of silent tears in the middle of the night

5. "Thinking of Father" (Four Musts)

Drunk in the wind, drunk in the rain, homesick.

It is difficult to be filial, and Gao Tang wants to break his soul.

Alas, homesickness, who can solve the problem?

Hui Hui Mengfu Xinghua Village

6. Yongmei (Four Wonders)

Who will like Qiao Mei Aoxue?

Independent winter and autumn nine fragrant flowers

Time passed without a trace.

Miss your parents, the cold wind is long.

7. Homesickness (Seven Musts)

Autumn is breezy, drizzling and cool and pleasant.

Still holding a pipa to the candle and hurting my mind.

I only hate my family and have nowhere to complain.

Ask when you will go to Chiyang.

8. Four Unique Memories of Father (new rhyme)

I always love my father's office. I gave up drinking and smoking for this tree.

I feel relaxed when I leave office and sweet when I go home.

9. "Recalling Wang Wangsun's Birthday"

Dead branches still borrow Chun Lv, and tender grass is fragrant.

Walking in the clouds, Du wept for the dead, but Xiang Xuan didn't answer.

10, missing my father (new rhyme)

In May, flowers bloom and fall, and I miss my father every year.

Love snow, no shadow, love to spend half my life.

1 1, late autumn-stay in fear.

There are tears when dripping phoenix trees.

Last year, I mourned for the shower.

I dream of Hengtai for the rest of my life.

The old trees along the hedge have residual leaves.

The pine trees on the ridge reflect ancient abilities.

If bluebirds can send family messages,

Chrysanthemums are in full bloom.

12, "Huanxisha misses his father"

Bone and blood can't bring back family ties,

Money flies and tears are hard to hold.

Songtao bird is also sad!

Cut off yin and yang,

Ten years of cold and warm resentment, who knows?

The head of the night sleeps and endures?

13, Sacrificing Father (Seven Laws)

Just like a play, life is full of sadness.

Romantic dreams are long.

Writing and dancing in the world of mortals

Singing softly around the world with wine.

Where is the pillow full of lovesickness?

I hate asking who I want in my hometown.

Kindly drive a crane to Xianyou.

Only poetry sacrifices apricot state.

14, Qiu Si (seven methods)

The maple leaves in the distant mountains turned red.

The residual load on the lake enters dusk.

A place is cold and frosty in autumn.

Half a plate of abandoned children is unparalleled

Life is like a play, and time is short.

Years leave a long diary.

Want to give peace without calligraphy.

It's just that the title is messy and there are articles

15, Spring Injury (Seven Laws)

Dong Feng Hunhun Song Yinchun

It's refreshing.

How many things are silent in the years?

Life is slow and real.

The celadon lamp is still there today.

Green water and tea are fragrant, but no one is seen.

Pour wine into sadness and increase confusion.

Help hoe, shed tears, and bury the flower soul.

16, missing father

Outside the courtroom, Mei Lan welcomes guests from afar.

Yan Jun returned to Judah in a foreign country?

Orange and yellow fruits dragged the branches.

Staring like a father's smile,

God's dark tears keep flowing.

In March, sweet-scented osmanthus filled the courtyard.

Make fun of monkeys.

Family ties last forever.

Yin and yang are out of touch,

The wild goose looked at her son sadly.

17, Injury of Seven Rhymes (New Rhyme)

The wind is biting,

The geese are sad all over the sky.

God is tired, the world is cold,

The body was just buried in the snow.

The warmth of a loving father finally became a reality.

The child's filial piety is questionable.

Hedgehog chrysanthemum is independent of the river bank,

Looking forward to a foggy day.

18, "Xijiang Moon, Seeing Things and Thinking of Parents"

Spring rain and yellow flowers are everywhere, where do the cold wind and fallen leaves go?

Rhododendron wept blood and wet clothes. Does Yan Jun know in the spring?

Sweet-scented osmanthus blooms several times, and the sky is strange and the leaves are green.

Sound and sound are always remembering. Wake up in a dream at night!