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3. Only when far away do we realize the true meaning of family.
We discover joy in every gesture, finding happiness in the simplest of things.
For just a smile is enough to warm the heart...
Forever keeping family in a special corner,
To remember, to hope, to silently pray:
- May sorrow never etch upon mother's face,
And let not a divide come between father's lips...
Beloved family in the image of our homeland,
Where there's mother, father, grandparents, siblings,
Neighbors, and cherished friends,
Always by our side, sharing in both joy and sorrow...
4. A new home with open arms,
Welcoming you with a poetic melody,
Though small, built with our love,
A humble roof where dreams are woven,
A new home where the wind whispers through,
Our love shielding from sun and rain,
While the world rushes off early and returns at noon,
We close the door, enveloped in poetry within,
And one day, a flock of eight children,
Will mirror us, continuing our poetic legacy,
This happiness, forever cherished by you.
A Poem About Family Sent to Mom and Dad
1. Simple things,
Only when far do you realize the value of homeland,
Missing Mom, missing Dad, missing the simple things,
When close, you see nothing is precious,
Only when far, you yearn for the warm embrace of Dad,
The gentle words of Mom, always giving and sacrificing,
Yet, every time you return late from outings, Dad and Mom worry and remind,
While you, grown-up, thoughtlessly complain,
Claiming independence,
Now, alone in a foreign land, a distant hometown,
You truly understand the meaning of 'happiness',
Happiness lies in the simplest of things,
In sharing, in unconditional love among family members,
Time, please!
Come back,
Homeland, forgive me, I apologize...
2. I've grown up amidst the kitchen's hum,
Now I sit here crafting verses,
Even afar, I still eagerly await,
Where I perennially nurture my dreams.
I know well the hardship of a humble family,
For our village knows only fields,
All year selling our backs to the sky,
While our faces bow to the earth,
From this life, I've learned to resent suffering,
Striving upwards with earnest efforts,
Childhood, always diligent,
Despite hardships, never a word of complaint.
Whose radiant smile truly knows,
I've traversed diligently through winds and mists,
Nights spent awake at school,
Brown eyes tired, yet cheeks still rosy with innocence.
Reflecting on my life, I find contentment,
For in comparison, I've enjoyed more than most,
Outside, many long stretches await,
Yet, how will tomorrow's meals suffice?
3. Humans when born,
All have mothers and fathers in this world.
Everyone the same,
Like trees with roots, water flowing from springs.
Later, even when grown,
I'll always remember the debts of those days.
A father's contribution akin to a towering mountain,
A mother's love like the boundless ocean.
Ten months and nine days within,
Mother waits, eagerly anticipating my arrival.
The first cry, mother's smile,
Tears of joy trickle down her cheeks.
Holding the little angel in her arms,
Gently kissing the forehead and lips.
Lulling words by the cradle,
Guiding into a lifelong undisturbed sleep.
Year-round toil, day in and day out,
Lines etched into the palms within.
The body treads along riverbanks,
Mother's efforts, how can they be quantified?
Mother often recounts tales of yore,
Fables and poems, sweet and melodious.
Bestowing upon me folk proverbs,
Teaching me to sing the village's folk songs.
Mother, oh, those twilight evenings,
As the birds return home, and mother ventures to the fields.
Summer sun, winter chill,
Every season, mother braves the storms.
The first day carrying books to school,
Mother holds my hand, guiding the way.
Caring and nurturing from dawn till dusk,
So I may grow wise in the future.
Enduring countless hardships and bitterness,
Nights shorten, yet days lengthen,
It seems mother remembers nothing,
Forgets birthdays due to the passage of time.
What hardships and difficulties,
Caring for children, neglecting oneself.
The tasty morsels mother reserves for us,
Fine clothes unworn, saved for the children.
A lifetime knowing neither gold nor silver,
A lifetime devoted solely to children, to family.
A lifetime of toil and sacrifice,
A lifetime lived to the fullest, dedicated entirely.
Mother, oh mother, do you know?
I, here, always strive to rise.
Repaying your kindness, dearest mother,
Hoping to bring joy to you, as in days of yore.
Time passes like a torrential rain,
Now, mother's hair half gray with dew.
Countless yearnings for love and affection,
Through sleepless nights, mother longs for her child.
'Stones may erode, but not the heart,'
Your sky, mother, always points towards us.
In a distant land, longing for home,
Hoping mother stays well until we return.
Here in a distant place,
Yearning for the beloved voice and laughter of mother.
Lost in a foreign land,
Tears fall gently every evening as I gaze into the distance.
Here, the heart wrenches with longing,
Seeking the familiar cold rain and warm sunshine of the homeland.
Afar, separated by miles of road,
When will there be a chance to return to childhood?
A time of innocence and naivety,
Living amidst love and affection.
A Poem About Family Parents Send to Children
1. With parents, you're always a child,
Still naive, innocent, knowing little,
Still in need of guidance, in need of love and protection,
Though your age is no longer tender...
And when you think you're grown and wise,
You're stubborn, refusing to heed advice,
Making parents sad, which you never realize,
Only you, you find joy... solely you...
As you grow, you learn more than before,
You think more, understand your parents' thoughts:
All for you, for your sake, you are everything,
The happiness of life is the happiness of your love...
And time continues to trudge along,
Parents grow older to make you mature,
But when difficulties bring you back to your parents,
One wish: you remain forever a child...
2. Oh, my dear child,
Sleep soundly, let Mother shoulder the sun in the fields,
Ignite the winter.
Oh, my dear child,
Sleep soundly, let Mother contribute days - years - months,
Storing them in her heart.
For you, the cool, fresh milk flows.
Oh, my dear child,
Each time you smile,
It erases all the hardships from Mother's mind,
Amidst life's chaos.
Each time you babble, calling out to Mother,
It deepens Mother's love for this life.
Oh, my dear child,
Since you came into existence,
Mother does everything she couldn't before,
Because Mother wants your happiness,
Doesn't want you to be like Mother...
Tossing and turning through the night...
Mother always wants you to be happy,
For this fleeting life, just born, already cries.
3. Father's merit is as lofty as mountains,
Long rivers, vast seas - shaping you into a person.
Father bestows upon you a bright smile,
Giving you his whole life, his future.
Teaching you: 'Understand right from wrong,
Gratitude, benevolence, courage, filial piety.
Be generous, fair, tolerant,
Boys and girls, be noble - avoid deceit.
Be knowledgeable, broad-minded, far-sighted,
Don't get too close - difficulties and poverty are hard to overcome.
In rough seas, hold the helm steady,
Don't crave fame and profit, sowing enmity.
Through all four seasons, winter, summer, spring, fall,
Inside calm, outside warmth even in difficulties.
Admit mistakes and learn to repent,
Don't boast, nor fret endlessly.
Live for today - for tomorrow,
Handle big tasks, small chores diligently to completion.
Keep suffering within your heart,
Don't let tears flow into rivers - moistening graves.
Family customs, traditions must be maintained,
Share food, clothing when someone needs.
Show kindness as if to family,
Respect above, yield below - contribute, share the burden.
Family - society - ensure
Integrity, happiness, warmth, and plenty within reach'...
Father's life carries profound gratitude,
The duty as a child prays to be remembered countless times.
