A poem wishing my father's birthday.

The burden of life is on my shoulders, and I work hard every day to make a living. I am very happy that my children have grown up, and I hope my father Yongkang Jian.

3, Nanshan method, drifting with the wind. Everyone is in the valley, and I'm not alone.

4, idle four, good three eyes. I talk about Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, and I often talk about Wei Shuwu. Surgery twice in spring and summer, except for physical illness. You can still be a rookie if you play drums again.

5. Wan Li's beautiful blue sky is a good poem, and the longevity peach fairy fruit is in sight. Silent, boundless territory, boundless bliss.

6. Kindness has gone through storms, fortitude, tenderness and cold frost. Do your duty, accept the grace of the sun and the moon, leave your hometown and let the vicissitudes of life. I like to love my children, but the taste is slightly sweet to comfort my intestines. Slow down, slow down, your heart is not old, your spirit is full of health.

7. Parents are born in the sky, and relatives and friends are around. People care about big things and small things, and the truth in the world is lingering.

8. There is grass in front of the mountain and behind it, and the door is covered 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.

10, I call my father's virtue beyond words. Thank you, Father!

1 1, live a happy and safe life, be healthy for a long time, and be happy forever.

12, the birthday girl gives good news, the flowers are fragrant, and they embrace near the horizon. The north and south glow in the east, and the mountains are high and the water is long.

13, the bottle is used up, which is Wei Wei's shame. It is better to die for a long time than to live with fresh people. No father, no mother. Get a shirt when you go out, and you're exhausted when you go in.

14, born with a happy spirit, inner peace every day. Come on, there are idle people in the world, and all happiness belongs to people.

15. Today on September 25th every year, my father firmly remembers his birthday, so he can't go home to accompany him, and he can't express his small thoughts. He is worried about his hard work all his life, his hard work over the years, and his children are worried outside, so I wish him a happy birthday in Shanghai!

16, in the spring of 90, cranes were in full swing, and Qi Mei was relatively drunk. Ziyang Jiaze spread far and wide, and entered Yao Zhu at the age of twenty.

17, full of red light, Songhe Year, the treasure of the whole family.

18, I wish you all the best in Chunting. My father's kindness is wide and wide, and my relatives and friends are far away from me. Walking quickly, Kangning will spend the winter quietly. As long as the East China Sea flows, the longevity is longer than that of Nanshan.