A poem that grows old together

1. Poems about parents getting old slowly

2. Poems about parents getting old slowly

1. Sentences that describe "parents getting old with the passage of time"

1. Time is fleeting, so don't wait for me.

2. On strangers, the smoke is cool. For a few seasons. Shaking time, swinging clock, I don't know the passage of time. I dragged the skirts of the years, wandering under the lamp, boundless.

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

4. Years turn into songs, and time passes like a flower.

5. Falling leaves know autumn, and friendship is like wine. When the wind is getting cold, there is joy but no worries. Time flies, suddenly looking back, a greeting remains the same.

6. I sigh that the years have passed, and I can't keep my confidante. I hate the teenagers in the past and I can't keep my vows.

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.

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

1. When you nag about your hair turning white, why don't I hate that the years have passed without mercy?

2. Poem describing that when a son grows up, his father becomes old

1.

Heart of Lotus Seeds

Shi Tao, the author of the Ming Dynasty

This root was planted first, but it has not blossomed.

The root of Lao Zi is two wonderful things, and the world can never know it again.

2.

A gift to Wei Ba

Chu Shi

Tang

Author Du Fu

it is almost as hard for friends to meet, as for the morning and evening stars.

tonight then is a rare event, * * * This lamp is candlelight.

two men who were young not long ago, but now are turning grey at the temples.

to find that half our friends are dead, shocks us, burns our hearts with grief.

we little guessed it would be twenty years, before I could visit you again.

when I went away, you were still unmarried, but now these boys and girls in a row.

are very kind to their father's old friend, they ask me where I have been on my journey.

and then, when we have talked awhile, daughter Luo Jiujiang.

spring leek in the rainy night, and brown rice cooked freshly a special way.

my host proclaims it a festival, he urges me to drink ten cups.

but what ten cups could make me as drunk, as I always am with your love in my heart?.

tomorrow the mountains will separate us, after tomorrow-who can say?.

3.

Mulberry picking? Ten years ago, it was the time to honor the former guests

Song

Author Ouyang Xiu

Ten years ago, it was the time to honor the former guests, the moon was white and the wind was clear,

The worries faded, and the time passed quickly when I was old.

Although Bian Hua has not changed his mind, try to listen to the old songs of Jin Wan and

again, as if he were drunk in the past.

4.

Song

Author Chen Zhu

Flowers have a reopening day, and people are no longer teenagers.

it's not necessary to be fragrant and fresh when we meet.

5.

Wang Shizhen, the author of

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a hundred years will take more than a hundred years, and you must still love today.

Even if you can brush your clothes and return to the old mountain, the farming community will not be idle;

why not have fun here? Don't have a career in heaven and earth.

6.

on returning at the year's end to zhongnan mountain

Tang

Author Meng Haoran

I petition no more at the north palace-gate, to this tumble-down hut on Zhongnan Mountain.

I was banished for my blunders, by a wise ruler, I have been sick so long I see none of my friends.

my white hairs hasten my decline, like pale beams ending the old year.

therefore I lie awake and ponder, the window is empty on a moonlit night.

3. What are the poems describing "My son grows up and my father gets old"

1. My father is getting old. Author: Huang Shuang Modern Yesterday, my father was still holding my little hand on the country road. Now, my father has been holding his grandson's little hand and pretending to trot on the country road. Father has been getting old for many years, wind and frost have accumulated, and how many rivers have left behind? Father has been getting old like an ancient banyan tree in his hometown, sending summer wishes to his children and grandchildren. Father has been getting old like hay turned over in the autumn wind, standing at the window looking at the sun going west, watching the migratory birds going south, stepping on the running water under his feet, waiting for news of my father when I was young, and my father has been getting old and holding his mother's hand to the road of happiness. My back is my long-cherished wish to walk with my dear ones for many years. 2. My father is old. Modern times are too heavy. My father's back is bent, and his footsteps are dragging. It's really old. My father used to be a child at home. If he doesn't go home, his brothers and sisters will sleep uneasily. Seeing his father coming back, he shouted happily all the way. The tree that used to be behind him once stood still in the wind and rain. Now it has been shaking. But the roots are deeply rooted in my heart, and my father is really old. He occasionally goes home and doesn't let me do anything. Just listening to him quietly about the past is his greatest satisfaction impression. My father is always unsmiling. When I was young, I always thought that my father had a serious face. Now that I am old, I am engraved with wind and frost, and a smile often appears on Cang Sang's face. It turns out that my father is also a sour and sorrowful person who can laugh. It has been a long time. My father who is proud of my life, how long will it be for you? Father is old. Author: The sun is always so bright in the fields of modern autumn. There are always some coughs not far from my father who shoulders the hoe, and then I light a cigarette. The cool wind is crawling with wrinkles. In the slow time, the harvested land is getting lighter and lighter, waiting for the wind and frost to hit. My father is old, and the hard bones of ice and snow are like dim lights beating in the distance. I only hear the voice of the hoe coughing. My father crouches on the ground and I stand on tiptoe along my father's mountain. Climbing the same back, small trees grow into big trees, and strings of fruits are full of warm dreams in countless tears. 4. My father is old. Author: Dorado is still a modern father, like a dead lotus bending over in the years, everything in front of him is blurred. One day, at midnight, he asked me, "Is this morning?" Once he turned in the bathroom for half an hour, he couldn't find the door to go out. The father who planed in the field, the laborer who calculated the moisture every year, the mother who took a bag of millet to send me to school, the father who was happy to join in the fun when there was a temple fair, and the father who taught my children more than half of the three words were wrong. Where have you gone since then? I refuse the photo album and all the looking back, but how can I refuse the dream and the small flying knife made of laughter in the dream? My father is old. Author: My father is old. His wrinkled face is like a bloody maple leaf in late autumn. My blurred eyes are burning. My father is old. His silver hair is like snow in winter. My messy heart is shrinking. Seeing the disease makes the blood pool seem to devour my whole world. At that moment, the air solidified in Mount Tai, and the pine tree nourished by the years stood on the mountain, biting its teeth and finally propped 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?

Sorry, I never made you proud, but you always treated me like a treasure.

-Thank you to your parents. You should always be well. Let us grow old with you.

Suddenly, I'm afraid that my parents are getting old, and I'm sad that I can't be with them. I think they are not so tired, and I want to walk around with them. I feel more and more that an ordinary little life is the greatest happiness. Nowadays, we are really working hard for the future, but we also ignore the most essential happiness. Happiness that material things can't give is love and hope that throws away all impurities, a parent's inner smile, a happiness that is accompanied by them, and a healthy and happy family. Every time I go home, I sleep with Ma Ma. When I wake up this morning, I find my hand is tightly held by Ma Ma's hand. Suddenly I have an unspeakable feeling, and my throat is choked. We spend less and less time with them, and my parents are here. It is absolutely right not to travel! I wanted to stay away from home 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 which is ten years apart. They say that you are too young to understand. 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. A lifetime is very short, although our parents gave 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 nurture. Parents need companionship, not your wealth. Love needs to be timely. Let me accompany you to grow old.

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

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

you raised me and I grew old with you! Be grateful to your parents and wish them happiness and well-being all over the world.

... Every time I see such a picture, I will think of my parents, and let me grow old with you, just like you grew up with me patiently and attentively! Accompanied by the warmth of my parents growing old, I said that my parents are there, my home is there, and my heart has to rely on it. My parents raised me and I will accompany you to grow old.

The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind will not stop. The son wants to be filial, but he doesn't stay close. Don't leave any regrets for himself. I am old when I am old, and I am young when I am young. I wish all the elderly in the world a happy and healthy Double Ninth Festival! Today is the Double Ninth Festival. I would like to say hello to all my good friends' parents and wish the elderly, good health and all the best! When our parents are here, our home is there, and our hearts will depend on us. Our parents raised us and we grew old with our parents.

The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind will not stop. The son wants to be filial, but he doesn't stay close. Don't leave any regrets for ourselves. We are old when we are old, young when we are young, and young when we are young. We will all grow old slowly. Please try your best to be filial to your parents while you can.

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

Make an appointment with three or five friends during the holiday, and go to all the places that I wanted to go but didn't succeed. Have a husband who loves himself, then have a baby, and then grow up with him.

then we all grow old, and then we will be so indifferent all our lives. I am grateful to my parents for raising me, accompanying me to grow up and teaching me to be a man. Only I know that for me, your kindness exceeds everything in this world. You grow up with me and I grow old with you.

I am grateful to my friends for helping me and giving me setbacks. You have made me strong and not give 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. I suddenly feel that being alive 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 confidants to talk to each other ... I dare not expect anything. God treats me well. Living is the most important thing. Only cherish it.

Poems about getting old slowly 1. Beautiful sentences about getting old slowly

Sit on the carpet with your back to your back

Listen to music and talk about your wishes

You want me to be gentler and gentler

I want you to keep me in mind

You said you wanted to send me a romantic dream

Thank you for taking you to heaven

Even if it takes a lifetime to complete it

As long as I .. > is to grow old with you

to collect bits and pieces of laughter along the way

to sit in a rocking chair and chat slowly later

The most romantic thing I can think of

is to grow old with you

until we are too old to go anywhere

You still regard me as a treasure in your hand

2. Describe that "time flies and I have grown old slowly.

when a person has no roots, he is absent, and Zhu Yan is depressed in the daytime. Advise you to smile and drink.

Life can't be full of joy, but young people come in a moment. -From the Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi's "Short Songs" Interpretation in the vernacular: Today is not over yet, and tomorrow is coming. Autumn has just passed and spring is coming again.

Time flies in life, and a beautiful face, like time, always disappears quickly. I advise you to smile and have a drink.

People can't get long-term happiness in their lives. Youth always passes quickly, and old age will come soon. 2, painting drums in the faint and dawn.

time only helps people get old. Seek a pleasant day.

qi Jie Diao. The immortal is a fisherman's pride.

the sky is long with green water. You have to be young to live.

don't be afraid to smile when you are drunk. Must channel.

when is everything on earth? -From the Song Dynasty: Yan Shu's "Fisherman's Pride Faint with Drums" Interpretation in the vernacular: In a beautiful and loud drum painting, people don't know that the whole day has passed.

unlike the fleeting time, it only makes people grow old gradually. Can enjoy a short happy time and discover the infinite beauty of the scenery in time.

sing together. It is a beautiful and moving "Fisherman's Song".

3. Have fun, and fight for wine to get close to each other. Once youth once in the past can never again, one day will never see the next day out.

encourage in time, and time waits for no man. -From Wei and Jin Dynasties: Interpretation of Tao Yuanming's Miscellaneous Poems: When you are happy, you should have fun. If you have wine, you should invite your neighbors to drink. Once you are past, you can't come back, and you will never see the next day.

You should encourage yourself when you are in the prime of your life. Time goes by and waits for no one. 4, my white hairs hasten my decline, like pale beams ending the old year.

therefore I lie awake and ponder, the window is empty on a moonlit night. -From the Tang Dynasty: Interpretation of Meng Haoran's "on returning at the year's end to zhongnan mountain" in the vernacular: The frequent occurrence of white hair makes people aging, and the arrival of spring forces the old year to pass away.

I can't sleep because I am full of sorrow, and the window of the moonlight pine forest is empty. 5. ten years ago, I respected my former guests, the moon was white and the wind was clear, and my worries withered.

how time flies when you get old. Although the temples have changed their minds, try to wear gold.

repeat the old songs. It's like being drunk in the past.

-from the Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu's "Picking Mulberry Ten Years ago was a distinguished guest" Interpretation in the vernacular: Ten years ago,