Poetry.. For Daddy. Write about the father. Give it to Daddy on his birthday! It should be suitable

Love you, don't say it easily".

There is a kind of love. It's selfless love.

Love. It's not easy to say, but it has me.

Moved to turn around and burst into tears.

There is a feeling.

It is the feeling of the sun.

Warm. On my side.

Stormy road.

Remember. Strongly supported.

Just because of that expectant smile.

Love you. Don't say it easily.

Whenever. It's my eternal dependence.

It is the strength of my endeavor.

It's the courage of my life.

Special day.

Bless you. Don't say it lightly.

Love you. It's going to be my life.

The most beautiful thoughts and memories.

Special day.

Let good wishes.

The wine is all dissolved in this glass.

Let's get it up.

Bless you. Happy birthday.

Always healthy. Happily ever after.

Content Recommendation:When I was a child, my father's love was on my shoulders.

It is the highest place where I stand.

It is the farthest road I have ever traveled.

When I grow up. Father's love is on the brow.

It is a stretch in front of the certificate.

It is a tight wrinkle in the middle of the night when I am sick.

Later, ah. Father's love is in my heart.

It is the silent back before the long journey.

It's the last silence in **.

Now. Fatherly love is at hand.

It's a stroke of gratitude.

It is a blessing sent word by word.

Father's Good Travels to Qin: Written by Lü Buwei.

There are those who are too much on the river, and when they see that people lead babies and want to throw themselves into the river, the babies cry. People ask why. He said: "This father is a good traveler. ”

Although his father is a good traveler, how can his son be a good traveler? In this way, it will be perverse.

Ruan Langgui Leiyang Daozhong promoted the official endowment for Zhang's father.

Song Dynasty: Xin abandoned the disease.

The lights in front of the mountain are about to be dusk, and the mountains come and go with clouds. There are several villages in the sound of partridges, and Xiaoxiang meets the old people.

Waving a feather fan, a whole towel, and a juvenile saddle horse dust. Now he is emaciated and endowed with souls, and the Confucian crown is more misplaced.

Title: Farmer's Father's House.

Tang Dynasty: Qiu Wei.

When does the east wind arrive? It has been green lake up the mountain.

Spring on the lake is early, and the Tian family is not idle.

Where the ditch flows, the plow is flat.

Rice and cattle in the twilight, and return to retreat.

Water Tune Song Tou and Pang You's father.

Song Dynasty: Zhang Xiaoxiang.

The snow washes the dust and is quiet, and the wind is about Chu Yun. Who writes tragic and magnificent, blows the horn of the ancient city tower. The lake and the sea are heroic, close the current scenery, cut the candle to see the Wu hook. The rest of the joy burns the rhino, the waves and the sky floats.

Recalling that year, Zhou and Xie, Fu Chunqiu, Xiao Qiao married for the first time, the sachet was unsolved, and the honor was so good. The red cliff rocks fall on the head, and the grass on the side of the Feishui Bridge is sparse. I want to ride the wind and swear to the middle.

The play presents Kong Yi's father.

Song Dynasty: Huang Tingjian.

Guan Chengzi has no carnivorous appearance, and Brother Kong Fang has a letter of renunciation.

The function of the article is not in the world, and it is dewdrops.

School books and works are frequently dismissed, and you can still get on the bus and ask what it is.

Suddenly, I remembered that the monk's bed had a picnic, and I dreamed of following the autumn geese to the East Lake.

Father an ordinary name.

There is perseverance in the ordinary.

An easy-going image of the father.

Significant strength in easy-going.

The father had a silent appearance.

Silence hides love.

Father's love is a towering mountain.

Generous and majestic. A paradise that supports her daughter's lifelong beliefs.

Fatherly love is a sea of affection.

The vastness is endless. It stores love, longing and hope for her daughter.

Fatherly love is an ancient vine.

Perseverance. Entwined with tolerance, care and longing for his daughter.

Fatherly love is a book.

It is full of the vicissitudes of time.

It will take a lifetime for a daughter to understand.

Loyalty is your soul.

Integrity is your personality.

Steadfastness is your nature.

Steadiness is your style.

Forgiveness is a virtue that you have passed on to me.

I can't forget when you were a kid and you carried me on your shoulders.

Wish I could see a world far away.

I can't forget your earnest teachings on my way to school in your car.

I longed to be able to let my dreams fly.

I can't forget that my daughter went out to study far away from her homeland.

You use your big warm hands.

Press my shoulder.

Passed on to me.

Can't forget the faint smell of tobacco on your body.

And your mellow liquor flavor.

That's the taste of fatherhood.

You are not as gentle as your mother.

But he hides his tenderness deep in his heart.

Under your wing.

I'm maturing day by day.

Step by step to success.

I prayed sincerely.

The father will be your daughter in the afterlife.

Let me always be bathed in your mountain of fatherly love in this life and the next.

Poetry secretly written to my father Wen A fish without a tail In fact, the land will become a kind of faith for you.

Let me look forward to the cultivators from it.

Shanghai came back and spent the rest of his life.

Father, when I write this, you will take me.

Hold on tight. You and Mother.

It kept sliding down my back.

Like a feather flying through the sky.

Nothing in the wind.

At the end of spring, father.

I let myself bless you in vain.

You know I'm going to continue for you.

Raise the torch of life, and you.

Dependent on each other for life. It was a futile effort on my part. I think if you could.

See this hymn if you can read.

You won't be moved to tears.

My face.

I don't know the poems, but the songs are good, I forgot the title, and there is a lyric "It was when I was a kid." Sitting on my father's shoulders ... My father is the cow that I pulled the cart with".

Or Mr. Zhu Ziqing's article "Back".

My dear Father, I will sing your praises forever and ever.

My dear Father.

I haven't seen your daughter for years.

How much I care about you.

I look forward to seeing you day and night.

The day has finally arrived.

Meet you again today, your old tears are in your eyes.

The daughter is even more excited.

Family reunion is fun.

Talk about unclean hometown things.

Endless lovesickness.

The endless father-daughter relationship.

The old brothers were particularly excited to see each other.

It's hard to talk to each other.

The past is full of thoughts.

My dear Father.

You've been so lonely for the rest of your life.

For the sake of children. Twenty-eight years.

You are alone with your mother's unquenchable lamp in your heart.

Your wrinkled face.

wrote all the vicissitudes of life.

Your stumbling steps.

has gone through the hard road of life.

Your hard life.

Every bit is engraved in the hearts of children.

Let your daughter wash your feet.

Wash away your tiredness and toil.

Wash out your joy and well-being.

You are so great.

You are so loving.

You're so strong.

You're so straightforward.

You are like Tarzan.

Forever standing in my heart.

I want to bless you forever and ever.

I will sing your praises forever and ever.