A sad poem about the death of his father.

Sad poem about father 1. A sad poem about missing my father

I spent my childhood in happiness All these happiness are brought to me by my father. I can't help crying at the mention of my father. My father left me forever, leaving only my thoughts and a lasting memory.

Dad always plays some small games with me in his spare time, such as playing checkers and playing poker. At that time, I always felt that I was the happiest in the world. Sometimes, my father will cook me good food in different ways. These have become my memories and will not become a reality. I will never see my father's figure and kind smile again.

Sometimes, I really want to call my father and say, Dad, I miss you ... but every time I pick up the phone, I don't have the courage to press those numbers. I am so entangled in my heart that I can't say what I want to say.

It's almost a month since my father died, and my father's voice and smile haunt me, which often keeps me awake at night.

I have been thinking about my father's death for more than three months. These days, as long as I see my father like this, my heart hurts. I think of my father. How I wish I had a soul to close the distance between my father and me!

6. Walking alone on the road at dusk, blowing a cool breeze. Against the setting sun, the yellow autumn leaves danced lightly to bid farewell to the branches. How sad it was. I miss my father, just like leaves attached to trees. Thought of here, I can't help tears.

7. Looking at the mountains and resting in the garden is the home I chose for my father. When the mountain is green, my father can sleep there.

8. Out of the window in the middle of the night, memories are old sadness, tears of missing, and pain of missing. When I dream back at midnight, I will never forget the tears in my father's eyes …

9. Spring is blooming, and my mood has not improved these days. I miss my deceased relatives and feel depressed. In a blink of an eye, my father's voice will occasionally appear in my dreams, still so thin, and I feel very sad to see his body from time to time, but this year's Tomb-Sweeping Day, my father's big picture, will also go with him.

2. Sentences about father's sadness

1. In my memory, my parents are always so strong and young.

But when we stop polishing ourselves, we are satisfied with our steps. Looking back at them, wrinkles and traces of time have climbed on their faces.

2. It's rare to quote your father. 3, a burst of nostalgia, cherish the heart.

Every day is passing by, bit by bit. I feel that time is so urging us to mature and our parents to get old. We have grown up and our parents are old. Perhaps, parents basically don't expect to sow much return from their children. They just used their vocation and conscience to do everything for us, just hoping that their children would grow up and live a better life than themselves.

6, filial piety, really don't need too much time and money, a word, a greeting, a kiss, a text message, a bunch of flowers, a hug ... sometimes parents will be excited to tears, and parents in the world are actually very easy to be satisfied! 7. Now I know very well that my original care was so happy.

3. Sentences about father's sadness

1. In my memory, my parents are always so strong and young. But when we stop polishing ourselves, we are satisfied with our steps. Looking back at them, wrinkles and traces of time have climbed on their faces.

2. It's rare to quote your father.

3, a burst of nostalgia, cherish the heart.

Every day is passing by, bit by bit. I feel that time is so urging us to mature and our parents to get old. We have grown up and our parents are old.

Perhaps, parents basically don't expect to sow much return from their children. They just used their vocation and conscience to do everything for us, just hoping that their children would grow up and live a better life than themselves.

6, filial piety, really don't need too much time and money, a word, a greeting, a kiss, a text message, a bunch of flowers, a hug ... sometimes parents will be excited to tears, and parents in the world are actually very easy to be satisfied!

7. Now I know very well that my original care was so happy.

4. Poetry about fatherly love

Father is not kind, son is not filial; A brother who is not a friend is disrespectful; Husband is unfair.

There are no virtuous fathers and brothers in life, no strict teachers and friends outside, and few people can succeed. [Song] Lv Gongzhu

There is an emotion.

Don't say it easily

It would be too inaccurate to say it.

There is a language

Don't talk easily

Very common

This is also extraordinary.

Stop talking when you're drunk.

Don't talk nonsense

Internal injuries are the most painful place.

When my father's eyes touched my forehead

Gap and distance

It is already a meaningless noun.

The incredible thing is blood.

When you are coldest

Still the warmest hug.

father

Hazy time

father

This is a big mountain.

Sit on his shoulder

Can always see far, far away.

Be rational

father

This is a stubborn bent pine tree.

Only then did I find out.

My weight is too heavy, too heavy.

But now

father

You are a profound poem.

My son reads silently.

Tears flow gently

father

Long blue sky.

A mysterious castle peak.

A quiet and deep vast land

Energetic people

This is a good opportunity for people to live in harmony with nature.

The ridge in Tanaka is a beautiful stick.

Grains dancing in the wind are jumping notes.

Nine winding mountain roads are the strings of this world.

It was the light footsteps of fathers that moved it.

What pops up is the swan song of life.

Sweat flows in the canal dug by years.

Arouse a wave of development

The protruding blue veins are the Great Wall built by strength.

Gong Yu's spirit of moving mountains extends from here.

Moonlight moistens this quiet night.

The running water in front of the house took away all the fatigue.

I felt peace in my snoring.

I also felt the light of white hair in the mirror.

Remember father's love.

We also love our father.

But not like my father loves us.

Our love is a stream.

Father's love is the ocean.

Dew on unstable grass

Round and bright

That's the light from the sun.

April day

Semiromantic

Half brilliant.

That's where the spring breeze passes.

Our happiness

It's the smile on my father's face.

Our pain

It is the deep sadness in my father's eyes.

Our love can go far and far.

But I can't get out.

The conservatism of father's thought

Poems describing father's love in ancient poems:

Song Lingyun's Father Memory

Wu's book is broken. What do you hate most along the way?

The dream soul is not afraid of Chang 'an, and borrows the wind to ask for daily life several times.

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. Julian Waghann Beiding Central Plains Day, don't forget to tell Nai Weng about the family sacrifice! Show it to your son.

Leisure Thought in Beiguo

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.

Yuan Zhongdao's Chao Geng in Ming Dynasty

Come to Harada in the middle of the night and the moon sets before dawn. The stream is trickling and there is plenty of rain this year.

The seedlings are born before planting, so don't be too early. Call the big boy and the morning glory will eat grass.

Song of Transplanting Rice by Yang Wanli, a poet in Tang Dynasty

Fu Tian threw the seedlings to the woman, and the children pulled them out and put them in. Dai Li is a beggar, and his head is wet with rain.

When eating, ask the canal to rest for half a minute, but bow your head and bend over just not to pick it up. Take care of geese and ducklings when the roots of seedlings are not firmly twisted.

Sacrifice to one's father

1 3, the fifth anniversary of Chen Geng's father's death, he held a memorial ceremony at home, feeling in his arms, so he wrote:

The incense column is clear and the heart is sad; Cigarettes are around, and it's hard to say. People have been going to Xi for five years; My mind is like a thousand years. Fang Sizhi, it is difficult to ban; I thought about it at first, but I didn't want to cry. Shout, don't listen; Cry, but don't listen Recalling the past, I once stepped on the moon shadow; When I thought about it, it was dawn. Stepping on the moon, Tian He is already Mu Juanjuan; It is dawn, and the skirt is still covered with frost. Used to hard work, busy all day; Simple and honest, life is safe and rare. Sorry, I have never left the countryside in my life; Alas, it's hard to break down from overwork. In the moonlight, the family talked and laughed; When you are alive, you often teach and never forget. The most unforgettable thing is the groan of the stomach in the hospital bed; What a pity! My brother died after a sleep. Since then, I have been different, whispering; Heaven and earth are dim, and we meet in our dreams. Alas, it hurts, and a little tear sinks into the river. Sadly, voice calls spread over nine days.

5. An ancient poem about the pain of losing his father

Poetry 1 In memory of my father who just died: grasses return again green in the spring, but my friend Prince, what about you? .

2. A thousand words can't be finished, and you are bored. 3. The most painful poem: ruthlessness is not as good as affection, and an inch is still a thousand strands.

-"Yu Lou Chun" 4: The day of parting is far away, and the day of clothing is slow-Han. > 5: the red beans with blood and tears can't be finished, and the spring flowers can't be finished. -Cao Xueqin's Sixth Story of A Dream of Red Mansions: The sky is not old, the feelings are hard to get rid of, the heart is like a double screen, and there is a Qian Qian knot in it. (Zhang Xian's Millennium) 7: If you want to ask about Wujiang River, you have ulterior motives. See you in your dream. 8. But I look to my hometown, and the twilight is getting dark, and there is a sad mist on the river waves. 9. Looking at the autumn wind in Luoyang, I want to write a book.

Not to mention the fear in a hurry, pedestrians have come to Kaifeng again. I miss the moon, but I miss seeing stars. 1 1: Where is the old garden? It's leisurely to think about it.

Autumn night in Huainan, the high house smells wild geese coming. 12: Although I wiped my tears, my enthusiasm never faded.

Thinking of your happiness and sadness, your mood is my eternal concern! 13: An autumn shadow turns into a golden wave, which is re-polished by flying mirror. Ask Heng E about wine: What should I do if I am cheated by white hair! Take the wind, go up to Wan Li and look down at the mountains and rivers.

Go dancing in Guangxi. Human nature is clearer.

14: I passed away in the past, and the willow is Yi Yi; Today, when I think of it, it rains -> 15: Nanpubie (Tang) Bai Juyi is sad in Nanpu, and the west wind is blowing in autumn. Turn back immediately, my heart is broken, so I can leave and don't look back.

16: There are trees on the mountain and branches on the trees. I am very happy with you. I don't know about you. 17: On the fifteenth night, Bai Shu looked at the moon, Wang Jian looked at the crow in the atrium, and Coody Leng osmanthus was silent. I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.

18: Spring breeze and green Jiang Nanan, when will the bright moon shine on me? 19: Take a pot of wine from the flowers and drink it alone. No one is with me. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.

The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.

The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.

I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way. 20: Dead vines and old trees faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, old roads and thin horses.

When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. 2 1: Tears swallow but silence.

I only regret my past feelings. Keep your knowledge by Dan Qing, Yingying.

You can't draw it if you are sad. Don't be too specific

Wake up early in the middle of the night. Qing wakes up early and dreams more.

Call the rain bell at night. 22: Where will I wake up tonight? Yang Liuan, Xiaofeng and the waning moon.

23. Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly thought of home. The river is three thousand miles long, and there are fifteen lines of letters from home. There is nothing else to say, just to return to China as soon as possible. 25: thin curtains look at the bright moon, and the breeze blows on the chest.

26: the crowd searched for her for thousands of Baidu, and suddenly looking back, the man was in the dim light. 27: When will the dream home arrive and how many people will return to Chunsheng River? 28: Tianjingsha Qiu Si [Yuan] Ma Zhiyuan withered vines old trees faint, bridges flowing people, ancient roads west wind thin horses.

When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. 29: How many lovesickness one-night stands? The ends of the earth are not long.

-Zhang's Swallow House 30: I know I miss you so much, and I want to be full of love, but the autumn moon is a sickle, and I am lonely.

6. Write father's sad sentence

1. In my memory, my parents are always so strong and young. But when we stop polishing ourselves, we are satisfied with our steps. Looking back at them, wrinkles and traces of time have climbed on their faces.

2. It's rare to quote your father.

3, a burst of nostalgia, cherish the heart.

Every day is passing by, bit by bit. I feel that time is so urging us to mature and our parents to get old. We have grown up and our parents are old.

Perhaps, parents basically don't expect to sow much return from their children. They just used their vocation and conscience to do everything for us, just hoping that their children would grow up and live a better life than themselves.

6, filial piety, really don't need too much time and money, a word, a greeting, a kiss, a text message, a bunch of flowers, a hug ... sometimes parents will be excited to tears, and parents in the world are actually very easy to be satisfied!

7. Now I know very well that my original care was so happy.

8. I don't like sadness, lamentation and infatuation. In the third year of high school, it was my turn to be alone in an instant. When I came home from my last holiday and saw my father again, everything I had began to pour out.

7. I miss my father until my heart breaks.

1. It is the most miserable pain in the world for a child to want to raise and not want to kiss.

I spent my childhood in happiness. All these happiness are brought to me by my father. I can't help crying at the mention of my father. My father left me forever, leaving only my thoughts and a lasting memory.

It's almost a month since my father died, and my father's voice and smile haunt me, which often keeps me awake at night.

I have been thinking about my father's death for more than three months. These days, as long as I see my father like this, my heart hurts. I think of my father. How I wish I had a soul to close the distance between my father and me!