How to send a circle of friends on Father's Day after his father's death

I can't forget my father carrying our shoulders when we were sick, my father cooking a table of food and waiting for us t

How to send a circle of friends on Father's Day after his father's death

I can't forget my father carrying our shoulders when we were sick, my father cooking a table of food and waiting for us to go home, my father's eyes when we left home, my father's words and complaints on every detail.

Dad! You just left. You like boys so much that you don't even expect grandchildren. Are you satisfied?

Dad, come to my dream tonight. I have something to discuss with you. Every time I see him in my dream, my cheeks are always clear, just like in reality, I still have a strong body and firm eyes.

I miss my father's voice and smile, his kindness and kindness, his personality and his inculcation of my sister and me.

We miss you silently. I don't know how many Tomb-Sweeping Day there are in the world, but I will live a good life in every Tomb-Sweeping Day. I will regard every Tomb-Sweeping Day as a post near heaven until one day I can meet you in the beautiful heaven.

Although it's a long way, I still miss my parents as soon as possible, and I will always miss them. Although the world is endless, I hope my parents' kindness will last forever and protect me forever. On this auspicious day of the Qingming Festival, in front of the grave, * * * will pay homage to the parents in heaven!

Dad, although you left suddenly, many people said that you didn't suffer at all, your face was so peaceful and the funeral went smoothly. Say you are a very lucky person, you must have gone to heaven, I think so, too.

I hope she can live well in the future, my mother is in good health, and my father is watching our family live well in heaven! I won't let you down!

Dad, I really miss you. I want to remember your teaching and care with this yearning. I want to work harder, catch up with the trend of the times and hug you at the door of success.

Years have wasted several degrees. Kneeling at the grave, I miss you like a tide. Filial piety is not an outsider, and fate can't stay. Everything is destined to happen again and again. Memories of vicissitudes of life are wasted, and tears flow in sad places. It's another spring full of trees. Who is worthy of blooming flowers?

We miss our parents endlessly, but we can never hear the original sound of their inculcation. Although we know that people can't place any hope on their own death, our emotions don't allow us not to grieve the reality of separation of relatives, and our reason doesn't allow us to have supernatural fantasies. However, our late parents will never look back and never hear from us again.

Dad! My son hopes to bring you a glass of wine. You like drinking, but you've never had good wine. Son must prepare good wine for you!

After my father died, I always thought of him. People can't mention my parents. I always cry after mentioning them. My father is the best person in the world, not one, but the only one.

I hope you can give me a dream, so that I can have another chance to really feel your voice, your smile, your care and love. I want to jump into your arms and let you hug me again and feel your temperature, your unique dad's taste and your love.

Dad! You just left. Your youngest son hasn't got a family yet. Are you at ease? He must have broken your heart.

Father walked quietly, quietly as if he were asleep, just like his character and demeanor, with kindness in humility. Without leaving any words, I went to another world silently!

During the Qingming Festival, there are many rains, the chill is chilly and the heart is surging. I miss my parents far away, and my generation is happy to welcome the prosperous times. Parents should know that they have enough food and clothing to live a well-off life. If parents are still alive, they will be over 90 years old. I don't want to wait for a kiss, but now I can solve the wandering poem. I saw you in my dream several times, sad and kind under the festival.

Out of the window in the middle of the night, memories are sadness, tears and the pain of missing. Dreaming in the middle of the night, I will never forget my father's warm past.

Another year in Tomb-Sweeping Day, another year in spring! Far apart, may the parents in heaven have no troubles! Have fun! Happy, happy! Happy in another world! Wish your child happiness and health forever!

Although my father left this world, I believe he has been watching me in another world, encouraging me and blessing me!

May pigeons and birds whimper and crow on the cypress beside you, may weeds crawl freely on your grave, and may spring rain sprinkle on your grave. The world is far away, the mountains are wide and the water is long. The son bowed down.