Self-written poems about father’s love

1. Self-composed poems about father's love

Poems about father's love 1. "Father's Love Like a Mountain" The aftertaste of holding a young hand while walking through the wind and rain is sweet. God's arrangement, if life had not ruthlessly separated kindness, maybe you would have had more wonderful causes and effects, lingering, a final letter, a brave choice, a great continuation of the love between father and son, joy for the child, and looking forward to the child's future 2. "Father's Love" "The way" I am used to your advice, the warm haven, the destination of spiritual healing, the meticulous care, and the soaring reverie of children, the ignorance, frivolity and stubbornness, the satisfaction of the rainbow-like splendor... I have heard a few rumors and wondered how your thinking space is dressed up. Is your concept of livelihood a responsibility or a game or just an interpretation of film and art? Indulging in the feasting of youth, when your back is like a giant bow, sweating, melting into the hot earth, ignoring the roasting of the flames, full of joyful expectations, but leaving strings of sighs in the green grass. The wilderness echoes in the setting sun at night, the smoke under the solitary lamp, the heartfelt confession, the helpless emotions, the haggard eyes are all engraved with profound memories, and I suddenly look forward to seeing the way back, never singing a song of father's love for you. The annual rings of time cross the river of time, confusing the loyal eyes like water, making the dream bitter and sweet... Living is fate, and dying gratefully also interprets the doting of the past life. 3. "The heart of gratitude is always in my heart" Leaves are floating in the air , composes a piece of gratitude, which is the gratitude of the big tree to the earth that nourishes it; the white clouds float in the blue sky, painting the touching pictures, which is the gratitude of the white clouds to the blue sky that nurtures it.

We grew up bathed in the sunshine of love, and we grew up nourishing the true feelings of the world. Thanks to our parents for giving us precious lives; Thanks to our teachers for giving us the ability to learn; Thanks to our friends for giving us Our sincere help; thanks to the school for giving us a harmonious growth environment. The heart of gratitude is always in my heart.

4. "Father" When I was hazy, my father was like a big mountain. Sitting on his shoulders, I could always see far and far away. When I was sensible, my father was like a stubborn crooked pine. Only then did I realize how heavy my weight is. , so heavy and now, father, you are a deep poem. The son read it silently and shed tears gently. 5. "Father's Love is Silent" Father, although you don't speak much, I heard what you wanted to say in silence. Look. When it comes to your free sacrifice for me, I feel that you are standing behind me, always worried about me, always cheering for me! If maternal love is like water, then father's love is like a mountain; If maternal love is tolerance, then father's love is guidance; If maternal love makes us feel warm, then father's love makes us strong; If maternal love is meticulous, then father's love It is silent; let us express our gratitude in sign language to express our gratitude to our father for his silent love. 6. "Father's Love" They all say that wind can crack stones; they all say that rain can rust steel; they all say that time can bend your spine.

Only your will is indomitable and unchangeable. It will bear the weight of the whole family's life.

What challenges the limits of human beings, allowing a thin body of flesh and blood to carry a thousand kilograms of steel? It is the father's love that allows the children to escape from birth. What makes the father's back bent by the hardships of life, but straightens the backbone of the children? It is the love of a father who sincerely hopes that his child will succeed. What makes a serious father smile happily in front of a letter or a text message? It is a father's love for his children who are working thousands of miles away. And what makes the father bring out the old wine that he is reluctant to part with at the New Year's Eve dinner? It is the love of a father who longs to be reunited with his children.

7. "Father" A cow walks down the city street, its body covered with wrinkles like fire. Under the sun, the wheat fields are cultivated in the hall of the building. Sweat is flowing in the sparks of tobacco in the deepest part of the flower bed. This is a red paradise, not at the foot of the south wall. 8. "Father" Father, is a majestic mountain, holding me up with his solid and majestic body. rise.

Father, is a long ladder to the sky, using his height to help me climb to the top of my dreams. Father, is a gurgling flowing river, infusing me with his life-long blood to thrive.

Father, is a green poplar, using his green shade to shield me from the wind and rain in life. 9. "Father's Love" Father is a river, flowing through the years, telling the vicissitudes of the world. Father is a sea, holding up the sun, and flying wings to the sky. Father is a mountain, holding up the spine with tenacity, uplifting the fragrance of the earth. Father's love is like a mountain, Deep and powerful, it shields me from the violent storm; Father's love is like water, silent and gentle, healing the scars in my heart; Father's love is like the sun, warm and brilliant, illuminating the darkest corner of my heart; Father's love is like the moon, unknown and elegant, Gives me a ray of hope even on the gloomiest of days.

Father’s love is like a song, melodious and deep, giving me the motivation to live; Father’s love is like the sea, broad and magnanimous, and tolerates my countless mistakes. 10. "Parents" If tomorrow the earth is barren, don't tell me that my parents are still here, the great love is silent! ——Inscription: One day I want to climb Mount Everest and stand on the highest peak and overlook the world surrounded by fog: white snow, whistle roaring. I don’t want to run wildly in the wilderness anymore. I am destined to have the backbone of the mountain. Rivers like tears will one day run across it. My parents don’t have it. The marginal coastline is not only where I was born. I can see sunset, sunrise and dusk in the blink of an eye. I have accompanied them through the entire autumn and winter - the river still nourishes us and never dries up.

And which shoal my father rested on? There is no stream. Can the birds carry Yao Xin back south? Ha! The wheat seedlings are shouting in the violent high-risk holes. The stones are rippling in the heart of every tree in the mountains. The leaves are popping up in the heart of every tree in the mountains. They are looking at me and smiling. Looking left and right at the deck, the sea is drifting. The wind has a burnt smell mixed with the smell of sea water. I am a star on the deck. Waiting for the spring breeze, waiting for the lifeboat of my parents. If the earth becomes deserted tomorrow, don’t tell me that my parents are still there. Great love is silent. 2. Poems about father's love and mother's love [self-compiled]

A loving mother's true love is often found in her nagging,

Father's love is silent and hard to find.

My father has taken on too many responsibilities for the family.

My father has made huge sacrifices for the family.

Father's love cannot be expressed in words.

Father's love needs to be experienced with heart.

The father buried all the difficulties and bitterness in life in his heart,

He bore the desolation in the rain,

The father also struggled with his wife to hold the roof above their heads. Sky.

Difficulty, depression, selfless care,

The comforting consideration for children.

Rough, harsh, and unforgettable.

Extremely strict with his children.

Father's love is simple, because it is full of expectations for his children;

Father's love is admirable, because it is selfless dedication;

Father's love is great, Because it is the backbone of the family;

Father's love is selfless, because it is always revealed silently 3. Poetry about father's love and mother's love [self-edited]

A loving mother's heart is often in True love can be seen in nagging, but father's love is silent and hard to find.

My father has taken on too many responsibilities for the family and made huge sacrifices for the family.

Father's love cannot be expressed in words. Father's love needs to be experienced with the heart.

The father buried all the difficulties and bitterness in life in his heart, and bore the desolation in the rain. The father also struggled with his wife to hold up the sky above his head. Difficulty, depression, selfless care, and comforting consideration for children.

Rough and harsh, which makes people dare not recall it. He is extremely strict with his children. Father's love is simple because it is full of expectations for his children; father's love is admirable because it is selfless dedication; father's love is great because it is the backbone of the family; father's love is selfless because it is always revealed silently. 4. A self-composed poem in praise of my father

Who is it that uses his thin body to hold up a sky full of love for us?

Who is building a happy home for us with hard-working hands?

It’s you, my father!

My ordinary yet great father!

When I was a child

You held me in the palm of your hand

Treat me as your everything

Like everything Like a child

Father

In my eyes you are omnipotent!

As I grow up

We are destined to be separated

But deep in my heart

there is always a place

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That's you

My father

My eternal father!

Now I have grown up

The leaves are facing the sky

But the roots are with you

Although you are not with me

But I always feel that you are with me!

I can’t forget the scene of your earnest teaching

I can’t forget your eyes full of love

I can’t forget your strong arms

I can't forget your energetic voice

I can't forget your back in the wind and rain

I can't forget it. ..

Father

You are my motivation to move forward

Give me the courage to overcome difficulties

Even though you are so ordinary

But you are the greatest person in my heart

My father is a river, flowing through the years, telling the vicissitudes of the world

My father is a sea, holding up The sun, the wings that fly into the sky

My father is a mountain, with a tough backbone and the fragrance of the earth upright

Father’s love is like a mountain, and father’s love is like a mountain

My perennial Tired father

You will always be in my son’s heart

The most simple poem!