Poetry about parents getting old.

1. A sentence describing "parents grow old with the passage of time" 1. Time flies, so please wait for me.

2, strangers, cold smoke. For several seasons. Shaking time, shaking clock, I don't know the passage of time. I dragged the skirts of the years, wandering under the lamp, boundless.

We are always growing and losing ourselves. Time flies so fast that I can't go back to the past. I still love you in the last few years of my life.

4. Years turn into songs, and time is like flowers.

5, fallen leaves know autumn, friendship is like wine, when the wind is getting cold, there is joy and worry. Time flies, suddenly looking back, a greeting remains.

6, lamenting the passage of time, can not keep the confidante, hate the teenager of that year, can not keep the oath.

7. Time makes people old, and time goes by, leaving only traces of that time, engraved on their parents' faces.

8. He deeply feels that the years have passed and never come back.

As the years passed, fewer and fewer people came to visit him.

10, why don't I hate the relentless passage of time when you nag about your hair turning white?

2. Poems describing sons growing up and fathers getting old +0.

The heart of lotus seeds

Shi Tao, author of Dynasty and Ming Dynasty

Whoever plants the root before it appears, the child becomes a flower.

The root of Laozi's incense is two miracles, which the world can no longer know.

2.

To Wei Ba Chu Shi.

age

the Tang Dynasty

Author Du Fu

It is almost as difficult for friends to meet each other as the stars in the morning and evening.

Tonight is a rare event, and this lamp is candlelight.

Two men who were young not long ago now have gray temples.

It shocked us to find that half of our friends had died, which made us sad.

We didn't expect that it would be twenty years before I could come to see you again.

You were unmarried when I left, but now these boys and girls are in a row.

They were very kind to their father's old friends. They asked me where I went during the trip.

Then, when we talked for a while, our daughter drank wine.

In spring, leeks are in the night rain, and brown rice is cooked fresh in a special way.

My host announced that it was a festival, and he urged me to drink ten cups.

But what kind of ten glasses of wine can make me so drunk, because your love is always in my heart. .

The mountains will separate us tomorrow. Who can say for sure after tomorrow? .

3.

"Pick mulberry seeds? Ten years ago, I was a distinguished guest.

age

Song dynasty; surname

Author Ouyang xiu

Ten years ago, I was a distinguished guest, and the moon was white and clear.

Worry fades, and time flies when you get old.

Although the sideburns haven't changed their mind, try to put the golden coat,

Old songs are ugly, just like the sound of drunkenness.

4.

"Continued two pieces of my nephew Pu's exhortation to drink"

age

Song dynasty; surname

Author Zhu Chen

Flowers will reopen one day and people will no longer be young.

When we meet, we should be fragrant and fresh.

5.

In my dream, I said, "A hundred years later, I still want to love today.".

age

bright

Author Wang Shizhen

I was at a loss last night. I fell asleep and woke up.

A hundred years is longer than a hundred years, and we must still love today.

Even if you can brush your clothes back to Laoshan, the farming country is not idle;

Why not enjoy it? There is a different career between heaven and earth.

6.

On returning to Nanshan at the end of the year

age

the Tang Dynasty

Author Meng Haoran

Don't write to the North Yard again, let me go back to the old hut in the old Nanshan.

I have no reason to decide to give up my point of view. My old and many sick friends have stopped practicing.

The frequency of white hair is that people are getting more and more every day, and spring is coming to force them to die.

Full of sadness, tossing and turning, the pine forest is empty under the moon.

3. What poems describe "When a son grows up, his father gets old"? 1. My father is old. Author: Huang Shuang Modern Yesterday, my father was holding my hand and walking on a country road. Now, my father has been holding his grandson's hand and pretending to trot along the country road. My father is old, and the wind and frost have accumulated over time. How many rivers have he left? Father is as old as an ancient banyan tree in his hometown, sending summer wishes to his children and grandchildren. My father is as old as hay turned in the autumn wind, standing at the window watching the sun go down, watching migratory birds go south, stepping on the running water, waiting for news of my father's youth, and my father is old enough to hold his mother's hand to the road of happiness. My back is my long-cherished wish to walk with my relatives for many years. My father is old. Modernity is too heavy. Father's back is bent and his steps are dragged. Really old. My father used to be a child at home. If he doesn't go home, his brothers and sisters will not sleep well. Seeing his father come back, he shouted happily all the way. The tree that once stood behind him stood still in the wind and rain. I'm shaking all the time now. But deeply rooted in my heart, my father is really old. He doesn't let me do anything when he comes home occasionally. Just quietly listening to him talk about the past is his greatest satisfaction impression. My father is always unsmiling. When I was a child, I always thought my father looked serious. Now that I am old, I am engraved with wind and frost, and Cang Sang's face always smiles. It turns out that my father is also a sour person who can laugh. It's been a long time. My proud father all my life, how long will you wait? Father is old. Author: In the fields of modern autumn, the sunshine is always so bright. There is always some cough not far from my father with a hoe, and then I light a cigarette. The cool breeze is covered with wrinkles. In the slow time, the harvested land is getting lighter and lighter, waiting for the wind and frost to hit. Father is old, and the hard bones of ice and snow are like dim lights beating in the distance. I only heard the cough of the hoe. My father squatted on the ground, and I tiptoed along my father's mountain. Climbing the same back, young trees grow into big trees, and strings of fruits are full of warm dreams in countless tears. My father is old. Author: dorado is still a modern father, like a dead lotus bent over in the years, everything in front of him is blurred. One day, in the middle of the night, he asked me, "Is it this morning?" Once he walked around the bathroom for half an hour and couldn't find the door to go out. The father who digs the fields, the laborer who calculates water every year, the mother who sends me to school with a bag of millet, the father who is happy to join in the fun when there is a temple fair, and the father who teaches my children that more than half of the three words are wrong. Where have you been since then? I refuse the photo album and all the reviews, but how can I refuse the little flying knife made of dreams and laughter in dreams? My father is getting old. Author: Father is old. His wrinkled face is like a bloody maple leaf in late autumn. My blurred eyes are burning. My father is getting old. His silver hair is like snow in winter. My messy heart is shrinking. Seeing the disease made the blood pool seem to devour my whole world. At that moment, the air in Mount Tai solidified, and the pine trees nourished by the years stood on the top of the mountain, gritting their teeth and finally propping up the sun of life. Although there was only a little light, my father and the sun met again, and I became a permanent moon.

4. What other sentences are there about our mother getting old when we grow up? I'm sorry that I have never made you proud, but you have always regarded me as a treasure.

-Thank you, parents. You should always be good. Let's grow old with you.

Suddenly I was afraid that my parents would get old, and I was very sad that I couldn't be with them. I don't think they are so tired. I want to walk around with them. I feel more and more that an ordinary little life is the greatest happiness. Now we are really working hard for the future, but we also ignore the most essential happiness. The happiness that material things can't give is the love and hope that throws away all impurities, the inner smile of parents, the happiness that accompanies them, and the healthy and happy family together. Every time I go home, I sleep with Ma Ma. When I woke up this morning, I found that my hand was tightly held by my mother's hand. Suddenly, I have an unspeakable feeling, and my throat is choked. We spend less and less time with them, and so do my parents. It is absolutely right not to travel! I wanted to stay away from my hometown at first, but I came back after graduation. It is also one of my wishes to grow old with you.

The whole world is not optimistic about this relationship after ten years. They say you are young and ignorant. But we both know that we love each other deeply.

No matter how hard it is for you and me, I hope we can stick to it until the end and grow old together. Life is short, although parents give us life, but marriage.

I still have to make my own decisions. I don't want to spend the rest of my life in regret.

My wish is simple … I can grow old with my parents … I can grow up with my son … I can grow up with my lover. The best thing in the world is that I have grown up and you are not old. I have the ability to repay you, and you are still healthy. Today is the Double Ninth Festival. I wish mom and dad good health. Remember to cultivate. Parents need companionship, not your wealth. Love needs to be timely. Let me grow old with you.

Today is the Double Ninth Festival. Don't forget to say hello to your parents. My parents are here, my home is here, and my heart depends on you. Our parents raised us and we grew old with them.

The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind will not stop. Children want to be filial, but they don't want to be close. Don't leave any regrets for yourself. I am old and old, and I am young and young. May parents in the world be happy and healthy. Today is the Double Ninth Festival on September 9th. Let's not forget to say hello to our parents. Parents are here and home is there, and our hearts will depend on them. Our parents raised us, and we grew old with our parents ... Today is the Double Ninth Festival. Remember to say hello to our parents! Parents have worked hard to raise us, and we grow old with our parents! The tree wants to be quiet but the wind will not stop, and the son wants to be filial. Don't leave any regrets for yourself. We are old and old, and we are young and young.

You raise me to grow up, and I will grow old with you! Thank your parents and wish them happiness and health.

.. every time I see such a picture, I will think of my parents and let me grow old with you, just as you grew up with me patiently and attentively! With the warmth of my parents getting old, I said that my parents are there, my family is there, and my heart depends on it. My parents raised me, and I will accompany you to my old age.

The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind will not stop. A son should be filial, not close. Don't leave any regrets for yourself. I am old and old, and I am young and young. I wish all the elderly in the world a happy and healthy Double Ninth Festival! Today is the Double Ninth Festival. Say hello to all the parents of good friends, and wish the elderly good health and all the best! My parents are here, my family is here, and my heart depends on us. Our parents raised us, and we grew old with them.

The tree wants to be quiet and the wind will not stop, and the son wants to be filial and not stay. Don't leave any regrets for yourself. We are old and old, and we are young and young. We all grow old. Please do your best to be filial to your parents.

In a small city without winter, I have a home of my own. Have the ability to support themselves and take care of their parents.

During the holiday, I made an appointment with three or five friends and went to all the places I wanted to go but didn't make it. Have a husband who loves himself, then have a baby and grow up with him.

Then we all grow old, and then we will be so indifferent for the rest of our lives. Thank my parents for raising me, accompanying me to grow up and teaching me to be a man. Only I know, for me, your goodness exceeds everything in this world. You grew up with me, and I grew old with you.

Thanks to the friends who helped me and gave me setbacks, you made me strong and never gave up. Thank you for giving me the happiest time. When I think of your smile in the sun, my mouth will rise and the whole person will be warm. Suddenly I feel that living is the most meaningful thing. I can be with everything I love, accompany my daughter to grow up healthily, accompany my lover to work hard, accompany my parents to grow old slowly, and accompany my confidant to talk ... I dare not expect anything. God is good to me. Living is the most important thing. Only cherish.