[Song] Yue Fei

Angry, leaning against the railing, resting in the drizzle. Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Don't be idle, grow old together and be unhappy.

Interpretation: I was so angry that my hair stood on end and my hat was off. Climbing alone on the railing and looking out, the sudden storm has just stopped. Looking up at the sky, I can't help screaming at the sky, and my heart is full of heart. Although some fame has been established for more than 30 years, it is as insignificant as dust. The north and south fought for eight thousand miles, and how many storms have passed. My hero, we should seize the time to make contributions to our country, and don't waste our youth until we are old.

2. Thirteen Poems in Nanyuan

[Tang] Li He

Why didn't the great man take weapons to collect the fifty States of the mountain?

Interpretation: Why don't men take the sharp Wu Gou with them to recover the fifty states of Guanshan, which is divided into the north and the south of the Yellow River?

3. Hope of Spring

[Tang] Du Fu

Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.

Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.

Interpretation: the country has been broken, and only the mountains and rivers are still there. It's spring again in Chang 'an, but after being burned and looted by the rebels, it's already desolate, with deep and dense vegetation everywhere. Although the flowers in spring are in full bloom, they are not pleasing to the eye, but make people cry, as if the flowers are also crying; Although there are spring birds and songs everywhere, I feel sad because I left my family. Listening to the songs of birds is not only unhappy, but also shocking.

4. Plug

[Tang] Wang Changling

It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war.

If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan.

Commentary: It was also the border of Yue Ming in Qin and Han Dynasties, and the battle lasted for a long time. Wan Li's husband didn't come back. If Li Guang, the flying general of Liuzhou, were still alive today, he would not let the Huns go south to herd horses and spend the Yinshan Mountain.

Step 5 join the army

[Tang] Wang Changling

Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned.

Interpretation: In the desolate desert, the soldiers have been through many battles, and even their iron helmets and armor have worn out, but as long as the troubles at the border have not been eliminated, they will never disarm and go home.

Sogou Encyclopedia-Responsibility (Responsibility Consciousness)

2. Famous sayings and poems about responsibility 1, 30 fame, dust and soil, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon.

Don't be idle, white and sad! "Xie Honghuai across the River" Song: Yue Fei rushed to the crown in anger and rested on the railing for a drizzle. Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce.

Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Don't be idle, white and sad! (Lan Tong: Lan) Jingkang is ashamed, it is still snowing.

When do courtiers hate their guts! Driving a long car, breaking through the lack of Helan Mountain. Eat pork when you are hungry, and drink Hun blood when you are thirsty.

Stay from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and go to the sky. (ambition: a strong man; Interpretation: I was so angry that my hair stood on end and my hat was off.

Climbing alone on the railing and looking out, the sudden storm has just stopped. Looking up at the sky, I can't help screaming at the sky, and my heart is full of heart.

Although some fame has been established for more than 30 years, it is as insignificant as dust. The north and south fought for eight thousand miles, and how many storms have passed. My hero, we should seize the time to make contributions to our country, and don't waste our youth until we are old.

The shame of Jingkang's transformation has not been washed away by snow so far. When will the resentment as a national civil servant disappear? I will drive a chariot to attack Helan Mountain, and even Helan Mountain will be razed to the ground.

I am full of ambition. I eat the enemy's meat when I am hungry, and I drink the enemy's blood when I am thirsty. When I recover the old mountains and waters, I will report good news and serve the country! I dare not forget my country, but I still have to wait for it.

During the Song Dynasty, Lu You had a broken bone and a wide gauze hat. He was a lonely minister, Wan Li, and a guest in Jianggan. Although the status is low, I never forget to worry about national affairs, but if I want to realize the ideal of reunification, I can only make a final conclusion after death.

I hope the gods of heaven and earth will bless the country, and the people in the north will wait day and night for the emperor to recover lost territory. The loyalty spirit of Wang Zhu Ge Kongming's famous book "The Songs of Chu Shi Biao" will remain immortal, so we should read it carefully in the middle of the night.

Interpretation: The sick body is weak and thin, so that the gauze hat on his head is also wide, and he lives alone thousands of miles away by the Chengdu River. Although the position is humble, I never dare to worry about state affairs, but if I want to realize the ideal of reunification, I can only draw a conclusion after death.

I hope the gods of heaven and earth will bless the country, and the people in the north look forward to the monarch's personal expedition day and night to recover the lost rivers and mountains. Zhu Gekongming's masterpiece "A Teacher's Example" has a lasting loyalty, and it is difficult to sleep at night. Let's read it carefully.

3, the country's life and death, don't avoid it because of disaster. "Go to the garrison to show my family two songs" Qing: Lin Zexu's first song: Going out to laugh is not sad, full of enthusiasm.

Current affairs are difficult to establish, and senior officials are not born. Looking back at the empty island, the wind and waves are counted nine times from the beginning.

Don't believe the frivolous language of children and sneer at him for giving Zhao Lao a lampstand. Second: likui jy has been tired for a long time, and he will be tired again.

Based on this belief, I will serve my country at all costs, even at the expense of my own life, whether I am lucky or unlucky. Exile is just the kindness of the king, and it is just right to keep humble and die.

The play tells a story with his wife, trying to destroy the old scalp. Interpretation: First, if you travel far from home, you will open your heart wherever you go.

We should be optimistic and open-minded, not sad. It's hard to be without faults in world affairs and state affairs, and even high officials and dignitaries are not born with them.

Looking back on Guangdong's vigorous anti-British anti-smoking campaign, I despise the British invaders. From now on, I will travel all over the motherland, watch its trend and count the mountains and rivers.

Don't pay attention to the schadenfreude and cynicism of such people, and despise such nonsense as "Zhao Lao sends a lampstand". Second, I am weak and shoulder heavy responsibilities, and I feel exhausted already.

Taking on heavy responsibilities again and again, with my aging body and mediocre talent, is definitely untenable. If it is good for my country, I will risk my life.

If you are lucky, can you avoid troubles and face difficulties? I was exiled to Yili because of your kindness and generosity. I'd better leave the army and become a mature soldier.

I joked with my wife in Zhi Lin, Dongpo that Song Zhenzong called Yang Pu and Su Dongpo to prison, saying that you might as well recite the poem "This time ruined the old scalp" to see me off. 4. I am most sympathetic to the dance in the middle of the night, saying that "people's hearts are as iron as death."

Song Dynasty: Brother Xin Qiji said, "He Xinlang, seeing his father, rhymes again". Just like today, Long Yuan stinks, and Meng Gong is involved.

Sing loudly when you are sick, and the snow is scattered in the building. Laughing wealth is like a hair.

The hard disk is empty. Who will listen? I remember at that time, there was only the West Window Moon. Re-enter the wine and change the voice.

Things are still the same. People are different. Ask Qu Nong: How many times has China been on and off? No one cares about the car of blood and salt, and it takes a long time to collect bones.

Rivers and roads cannot be cut off. I pity you for dancing in the middle of the night and say, "People's hearts are as iron as death."

Try your hand to mend the sky. Interpretation: I shouldn't say much, but now I have met you, a chivalrous and congenial person like Chen Deng and Chen Zun, and I can't help but say that you are a teenager.

I'm sick. You're here. I'm glad to sing and drink with you. Joy and friendship dispelled the chill of the snow on the building. Ironically, those fame and fortune are as important as fate, but we regard them as light as a feather.

But who has heard what we said at that time and expounded the rise and fall of the country? Only the bright moon in the west window shines through the vicissitudes of life, which has nothing to do with the safety of the current situation. We talked so speculatively, pouring wine over and over again, changing the music of the harp.

The state affairs remain unchanged, but the people are greatly depressed, which is different from the past. How long will your Chinese land be divided and ruled by the Jin people? No one cares about the bloody horse dragging a heavy salt cart, but politicians spend thousands of miles to buy horse bones.

Looking around, the Guansai River is blocked and impassable. I respect your heroic feelings of smelling chickens and dancing most. You once said: a man is a man, and his determination to resist the Northern Expedition to the death will be as firm as iron.

I am waiting for you to make great contributions to the rejuvenation of the Central Plains. 5, but all beings are full, and sick and sick.

"Sick Cow" Song Dynasty: Li Ganggeng cultivated thousands of acres, with thousands of boxes. Who will get hurt again when he is exhausted? But in order to satisfy all sentient beings, even if they are sick in the sun, they will not hesitate. Interpretation: Gengyun Liu, which is sick, produces countless grains per thousand mu. Who will pity its hard work? But it can feed all beings, even if it is exhausted and lying in the sunset, it will not hesitate.

3. Poetry about Father: Father Yuan Geng Ueda, Son? This mountain is barren. -Nie Zhongyi's "Tian Jia"

At that time, my parents thought that I should know today. -Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi shows Liu Chao"

They were very kind to their father's old friends. They asked me where I went during the trip. They brought me wine and vegetables before they could answer questions. -Du Fu's "To Wei Ba and Chu Shi"

Go out and ask for a fire companion, and resign your father and brother at home. -Yuan Zhen's "Estimating the Guest Music"

In the third winter, I temporarily learned from Confucian scholars and practiced from my parents. -Lu You "Watching the children in the village play on the stream"

What's wrong with the house? You can't go to your parents' hometown. -Wang Jian's Gu Congjun

Muttering, brushing sweaters one by one. -Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi shows Liu Chao"

The idiot didn't know the father-son ceremony, which made him angry, begged for food and cried eastward. -Du Fu's "Worry Collection"

Men and women sing in the air, but their voices don't return. -Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi shows Liu Chao"

A wonderful year, fathers and brothers should make up for it, and the public should be able to cope. -Huang Tingjian's "Send Fan Deru to Know Qingzhou"

On the road to success, the flag was raised, and the elders came from afar and followed. -Qian Liu's "Song of Returning Home with the Army System"

Father's grave is not long, and the gold has been divided into fields and houses. -Guan Xiu "It's hard to go"

When Sirius dies, father and son will feel at ease. -Li Bai's "Song of Kyle in Zhou Hu"

My father pitied my mother, but he smiled awkwardly. -Lutong's Shi Tianding

When I went out, my mother made me some more clothes, as if afraid that I would have to go back in case there were no clean clothes to bury on the road. -Wang Jian's Crossing the Liao River

Caterpillar is not easy to catch, and the yellow mouth has no heyday. -Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi shows Liu Chao"

You are in town, and the sage returns the favor to the mirror and kisses the Buddha lamp. -Dong Li's "Thank you for sending Ji Yi Situ Xianggong"

My elders know that I am here, and Xiao Xuan is open to you by the water. -Su Shi's "Send Jia Naimei"

Father and brother teach each other and seek fame and fortune. -Yuan Zhen's "Estimating the Guest Music"

After 30 days of hard work, mom's skinny chicken is getting fatter and fatter. -Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi shows Liu Chao"

However, he didn't give it himself. He ordered it to follow his father. -Liu Zongyuan's "Wei" (tasting Jian Feng Yu. 》

No father? What can I do without my mother? -"The Book of Songs Xiaoya E"

Mourn for my parents and give birth to me. -"The Book of Songs Xiaoya E"

When the anvil moves, parents sing. -Guan Xiu "Sun Shijun"

Father and son embrace each other more, tears and blood are arguing. -Liu Zongyuan's "Wei" (tasting Jian Feng Yu. 》

A father is not a father and a brother is not a brother. -Guan Xiu "Stay in the Field"

If father and brother are in the same place, they will be old at the same time. -Liu Jia's Ten Poems of Tang Yuefu. Le bian ren

My father and brother don't allow people, so I'm afraid of my aunt and uncle. -Yu Juan's "Palace Complaint"

Mom and dad, the obstacles are long, alas! Worried and sad. -Wang Zhaojun's "complaints"

My father gave birth to me and my mother bowed to me. Spoil me, feed me, care for me and repay me —— The Book of Songs, Xiaoya's National Mourning

Don't buy food when you come back, father and son will share it. -Yuan Zhen Bamboo Department (Shishou County boundary)

Parents swallow their tears and birds cry. -Meng Jiao's Song of Yao and Shun (a song of Shun, Zheng Zhuang. 》

4. Father's Love Poems 1, Tian Jia

Tang Dynasty: Nie Zhongyi

Father plowed Harada, son? This mountain is barren.

The grain is not obvious in June, and the housekeeper has repaired the warehouse.

Vernacular translation

The father plowed the land on the mountain, and the son plowed the land at the foot of the mountain.

In June, the rice in the field has not yet headed.

Moreover, the official tax collection warehouse has long been repaired, waiting to be collected.

2. worry about everything.

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

Recalling that I was a child at the age of fifteen, I was as healthy as a yellow calf.

Pear and jujube are ripe in August before the court, and the tree day can return to a thousand times.

It is suddenly 50, and there are only a few rows of sitting and lying.

Strong laughter is the host, and sadness is regarded as a collection of life troubles.

The door is still empty, and my wife thinks I am the same color.

The idiot didn't know the father-son ceremony, which made him angry, begged for food and cried eastward.

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When I was young, I was carefree, healthy and energetic. I am really full of energy.

When pears and dates are ripe, young Du Fu picks them from trees frequently, at least 1000 times a day.

But I think I sit and lie more and stand less because I am old, weak and inconvenient to move.

I don't want to bow my head all my life and greet my master with a smile when I am old. I can't help feeling sad and full of sadness.

As soon as I entered the house, the wall of my house was still empty, and there was no surplus grain at home, so I was as poor as a church mouse. An old couple, relatively silent, with a worried and tired face.

Only idiots are naive, hungry and crying for food at the door of the east kitchen.

3. Crossing the Liaohe River

Tang Dynasty: Wang Jian

From Xianyang, this trip to Liaohe River is five thousand miles away. If you don't go out, your parents know that this trip will be across the sea, and it will be difficult to meet again in this life.

When I went out, my mother made me some more clothes, as if afraid that I would have to go back in case there were no clean clothes to bury on the road.

A traveler died and returned to Xianyang. The chief military officer asked the emperor to make the martyr's own hometown.

Thinking that I am poor, I can't come back when my body reaches the date. I am infinitely sad and I am stationed at the Liaohe River at a loss.

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Leave Xianyang, this trip to Liaoshui, five thousand miles. Before going out, my parents already knew that this trip would cross the ocean and it would be difficult to get together again in this life. When I left home, my mother made me some new clothes, as if I was afraid I would never come back. In case I die on the road, there will be no clean clothes to bury. Some people were sent back to Xianyang at the expense of conscripts, and the military chief wrote to the emperor to let people from the hometown of martyrs serve as conscripts. The thought of leaving home and never coming back is pitiful. So, I felt infinite sadness in my heart and stopped at the Liaohe River at a loss.

4. LeBron people

Tang Dynasty: Liu Jia

I am very tired in my hometown, and I am very fulfilled by my side.

If father and brother are together, they will be old at the same time!

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In my hometown, I have to endure hunger and pain.

It is true that you can fill your stomach in the frontier.

If relatives can be together,

Even in the frontier, I am willing to die.

5. Give Jana an eyebrow

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

The old man returned to Yuyuan Mountain and planted 30,000 pine trees by himself.

My elders know that I am here, and Xiao Xuan is open to you by the water.

Try to see the dragon and snake live and listen to the rustling wind and rain.

So he didn't cut it with Gan Tang, and the white beard was waiting for his return.

Extended data

A famous saying of fatherly love

1, a loving father loves his son, not for gratitude. -Huainanzi

Father's love can sacrifice everything, including his own life. -Leonardo da Vinci

Father's virtue is his son's best legacy. Cervantes

References:

Sogou encyclopedia-fatherly love

5. Poems about my father, mourning my parents and giving birth to me.

The Book of Songs has neither father nor mother. The Book of Songs is the virtue of the father and the legacy of the son. Clear pronunciation and mellow voice, parents respected; Give children a good education.

Don't be happy to have a son, and don't sigh without one. [Tang] Han Yu people see that boys and girls are good, but they don't know that men and women make people old.

[Tang] Wang Jian's parents are both on earth; The rarest person in the world, brother. Motto Lian Bi is the best parent in the world; Being a child is the greatest filial piety in the world.

My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed, caressed, nursed, nurtured, cared and answered me. In the Book of Songs, the father is unkind and the son is unfilial; A brother who is not a friend is disrespectful; If the husband is unfair, the woman will be unhappy.

[Southern and Northern Dynasties] Yan Zhitui did not have a good father and brother in his life, nor did he have a strict teacher and friend outside, but few people succeeded. [Song] Lv Gongzhu's parents do whatever they want, and I will continue to describe it; I cherish the thoughts of those parents.

"Motto Lian Bi" Lu You "to see the village children playing in the water" Rainy streams sweep the embankment flat, watching the village children playing in the water late. Bamboo and horses galloped away, and paper kites roared with the wind.

In the third winter, I learned from Confucian scholars temporarily, and thousands of lotus roots were also cultivated from elders. Literacy is roughly equivalent to hard labor, and you don't have to work hard for fame. The grass is behind the mountain, so you have to hide 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. 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! Xiuzi pays tribute to his father Chen Geng 1 March 3rd, which is the fifth anniversary of his father's death. At home, he worships sacrifices and is pregnant with emotions. With it, he pays tribute: 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. The wheels of years run over the burden of life on your thin body and press you tightly on your scarred shoulders. As always, you walk on the bumpy road with no regrets. Your son is the hope of your life and the pillar of your soul. Countless tragic days, you have taught your son, and you have opened up the road of life for your son with your eternal persistence. Father and son are the sails of your hope, and you are the river that carries my life, father. If you are the sea, let me ride the wings of seagulls, kiss the clouds in the blue sky, cut out a piece of glow and paint the blueprint in your heart. If you are the sea, please let me board a long-distance ship. I will play with the fish and fold your expectation and my helplessness into a windsurfing board. All the barriers will disappear in the distance between the sea and the sky. The tiger's song will not become a paradise pursued on the coast of the new world. I will sow the seeds of your hope, whether the leaves are lush or not tomorrow. I am the daughter of the sea. Your sea is always full of affectionate expectations and windy days. Your powerful arms carry me to the vast vault to receive the sunshine. Even if I turn into a wisp of smoke, I will pay tribute to my father. My father was exhausted all his life. Your belief is only to seek happiness for his children. Thanks to your's efforts, the family's harmonious and happy life is getting better and better every day. Maybe only mom is good in the world, and not many people have appeal, because it is undeniable that dad is no less devoted to his family than mom. In reality, dad is the source of family income. He silently supported the whole family without any complaints. In the eyes of the world's father, nothing is more important than relying on his family, so as a father, he is destined to work hard for a comfortable and happy life for his family. What a respectable and great father. There is no more selfless love in the world than fatherly love. This is Father's Day, to express our sincere love to our father. When my father is hazy, it is a mountain. When he sits on his shoulder, he can always see far away. When he is sensible, his father is a stubborn bent pine tree. I didn't know how heavy my weight was. So heavy and now, father, you are a deep poem. Your son silently reads tears and gently sheds his father's blue sky, a dark and mysterious mountain, a quiet and deep vast land, a vibrant opportunity, and how harmonious all creatures are with nature. The field ridge in Tanaka is a beautiful staff, the grains dancing in the wind are jumping notes, and the Jiuqu Mountain Road is the string of heaven and earth, which was pulled out by the light footsteps of parents, but it is the swan song of life. Sweat runs in the canal dug by years, stirring the waves of development. The 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 feel peace in snoring, and I feel the light of white hair in the mirror. The years when my father was built by wind and rain have profoundly outlined wisdom and life. Father's grace is no longer. There are traces everywhere. Dead leaves and lush grass have long since disappeared. Why are the years in such a hurry? I remember that night, my father took my little hand to see the sunset dyed red by hongyun. My father seems to be expecting a dream of mine. Guiltily, I dare not look directly at the large clouds that my father expected. It seems that my father loves me deeply. I want to cry for joy. When I was a child, my father always said to me: I am a big tree. You are a small tree. Now a grown-up little tree wants to say to his father: You will always be my big tree father, caressing the railings of the city and looking at the fragrant soil of my hometown. I think of my father outside Qian Shan, on the dirt. At that time, my father walked in the wind, changing various weeding postures, holding farm tools close to the soil, loving the soil and kissing us in the fields in March. In those days, I was not very rich. Mao's poems grow in the fields and stand on his father's head like his father. Being away from home for many years is my father's wish for many years. A hunchbacked figure can be vividly seen, standing on the golden ridge in September, with a shiny sickle in his hand, blessing his father.

6. There are no virtuous fathers and brothers in the poetic life of fatherly love, and there are no strict teachers and friends outside, but few 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 everywhere?

The dream soul is not afraid of Chang 'an, and has borrowed 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.

7. A classic sentence about his father Du Fu's poem "Give Chu Shi to Wei Ba"

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 are now gray at the 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? .

Du Fu in Moonlit Night

In Fuzhou, far away, she is looking at the moonlight, looking at it alone from the window of her room.

For our boys and girls, poor little baby, too young to know where the capital is.

Her cloudy hair is sweet with mist, and her jade-white shoulders are cold in the moonlight.

When can we lie on the screen again and look at the bright light and stop crying? .

1. Few fathers care about their children, at least most fathers care more about money (chesterfield)

2. One father can manage a hundred sons, and a hundred sons can't manage a father (Europe).

Father's fame sometimes does not help his son, but drowns him: they stand too close, and the shadow stifles growth. Jonson)

No one really knows his father, but we all have some kind of guess or some kind of trust.

5. Every generation always rebelled against their parents, but made friends with their grandparents (Mountford)

The above is for reference.

8. Is there a beautiful sentence about my father? My father's teaching is like a lamp, illuminating my future. Dad's care is like an umbrella, sheltering me from the wind and rain.

Fatherly love is not as considerate as maternal love, and it can be seen everywhere. Usually buried in the bottom of my heart, it will only be revealed at critical moments. His severity sometimes hates iron not to produce, and when you make achievements, he will laugh happily.

Fatherly love is actually very simple. It is like white wine, spicy and warm, intoxicating; It is like coffee, bitter and mellow, easy to cheer people up; It is like tea, plain and kind, which makes people naturally fresh; Just like a bonfire, it is warm but daunting, and it is easy to get excited.

Father's love is like a mountain, so tall and majestic that I dare not climb it; Father's love is as deep as the sky, which makes me look up and pity and dare not scream; Father's love is like a river, slender and steady, which makes me afraid to set foot in it. Fatherly love is profound, great, pure and unrequited, but it is bitter, incomprehensible, melancholy and unattainable.

Father's love is a crutch, which makes us stumble less in life.

Father's love is a vast ocean. Even if I accomplish nothing, it will contain me and bring me into his warm chest.

Father's love is the sun, and I can feel his light even on a cloudy day.

According to the old legend, my mother gave me flesh and blood to grow up, and my father gave me bones to stand on. My father gave me an inspiration, a lesson, a love that I couldn't understand for a while but benefited for life. And this kind of love is my father's life's contribution.

You are a big tree. Spring depends on your fantasy, summer depends on your prosperity, autumn depends on your maturity, and winter depends on your meditation.

Such a person, attached to you for a lifetime, propped up a world with thick arms and guarded a home; His wings protect your healthy growth, because he wants you to have huge arms; His harsh criticism may make you angry, but you always blame yourself behind your back; After your majesty, he is so gentle. This is his father.

A jasmine flower may not have a refreshing fragrance, but it will always make you feel fresh and elegant. Father's love is like this, as quiet as jasmine. No matter where you are, your father's loving eyes will accompany you all your life.

There is a kind of love that is silent and serious, and it is often impossible to tell you in detail at that time. However, it will make you feel more and more delicious in the days to come, and you will never forget it. It's boundless fatherly love.

Even if you are a master of Dan Qing, it is difficult to outline your father's strong backbone: even if you are a master of literature, it is difficult to portray his father's unyielding spirit; Even if all rivers run into the sea, it is hard to hide a father's love for his children!