Is there a poem or a song in praise of your husband or anything like that?

Praise her husband ---

Many times, a man is actually just a bearded child, no matter how strong he looks on the outside, his heart is soft and fragile, and he needs your comfort and caressing, and he needs your gentle and affirmative words. However, when he returned home with expectations, he was greeted by his wife's frowning face and incessant nagging; When he brought a bouquet of roses home, his wife casually threw them aside and began to talk about how beautiful Ah Fang's newly bought diamond ring was; When a woman no longer appreciates a man's dedication and even despises his heart, will the man still yearn to go home, and will he still feel that home is a warm harbor?

Wise women, don't be stingy with your praise, men work hard all year round for their careers and families, no matter how much suffering and tiredness they suffer silently, no matter how much grievances and bitterness, they bury them deep in their hearts.

When he dragged his tired steps home, he said to her sincerely: "You have worked hard!" This will make him feel warm and happy, let his fatigue disappear, and a short sentence will show your understanding and respect for him, as well as your deep love and deep affection for him.

When he serves you a delicious meal and a refreshing drink, remember to say thank you; When he shields you from the wind and rain with his broad shoulders, when he melts the ice in your heart with warm eyes, remember to say thank you, thank him for giving you sincere love, thank him for accompanying you in the wind and rain, thank him for making you a proud little woman, with a grateful heart, your emotions will be able to go all the way.

A good husband is boastful, only by praising him without hesitation, let him deeply feel your love and thoughtfulness, and let him awaken and rise up in your praise, then the marriage will be stronger and more satisfying.

The poems written to my husband are as follows:

**No foot red, white bi with slight flaws.

If you don't ask for help, the concubine wishes for the old gentleman's family.

"Wangjiangnan".Wen Tingyun hated everything, and his hatred was at the end of the world. The mountains and the moon don't know what's going on in their hearts, the water and wind are empty and the flowers in front of them are swaying, and the blue clouds are swaying.

Freshen up, leaning on the river tower alone. Thousands of sails are not, the slanting veins and veins are long, and the intestines are broken Baipingzhou.

Sauvignon BlancBaiju Yibian water flow, Surabaya flow, flow to Guazhou Gudutou, Wushan a little worried.

Thinking about it, hating it, hating it until it comes back, the moonlight people leaning on the building.

"Drunken Flower Yin".Li Qingzhao is misty and cloudy, and the golden beast is sold in the brain, and the festival is chongyang. The jade pillow yarn cupboard is cool in the middle of the night.

After the east fence puts the wine at dusk, there is a dark fragrance on the sleeves, and Mo Dao does not kill the soul. The curtain rolls in the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

"Night Rain Sends North".Li Shangyinjun asked if the return date was not due, and the night rain in Bashan rose in the autumn pool.

He cut the candles in the west window together, but when it rained at night in Bashan.