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Complete works of father's sacrificial poems

The contents of the memorial mainly include mourning, praying, remembering the main experiences of the deceased before his death, praising his moral achievements, pinning his grief and inspiring the living. At the same time, the eulogy is also a mourning article written to commemorate the dead, which can be read during the sacrifice. It evolved from ancient Zhu Wen, and its characters include prose, verse and even words.

Example:

In the middle of winter, the north wind roared and it was freezing. Although the air conditioner in the room warmed my body, I couldn't feel the devastation of the weather, but I remembered my father who was buried in the bleak grave in my hometown. My heart was colder than the weather and the earth.

Tomorrow is my father's centenary. In these days when my father left, I always wanted to write some words to commemorate my father. He was ordinary but strong all his life and constantly struggled with his fate. However, every time I have such an idea, tears blur my eyes and my thoughts are so messy that I can't write.

I know that it is the most painful place in my heart that I can't touch, and how can my pale pen and ink describe my father's rich life? When my father left, I really understood and felt the meaning of the word "life".

Before I heard or saw the death of familiar and unfamiliar people, I only vaguely realized a kind of sadness, a kind of regret and lamented that "life is impermanent." However, my father only spent 82 years in this world. If he is not seriously ill, he should enjoy life and live a long life.

My father's departure made me really feel that life is so fragile and hopeless and powerless in the face of irreparable losses! That kind of unforgettable pain, no matter how clever the doctor and precious the medicine, can be cured!

Father, I miss you very much. I really want to cook some delicious meals for you. I am busy in the kitchen, and you sit on the sofa and watch TV (this is the illusion that I cook every time 100 days). I really want to hit your back again and wash your feet. I really want to chat with you again and look at your amiable face and warm smile.

Dear father, it's been a hundred days since you left us. In this 100 day, we miss you all the time, talk to you every day, and immerse ourselves in the bits and pieces with you every day. Dear father, did you have a good time in heaven? My daughter has too much to say to you, but she can't express it accurately in words.

I burned a disc "Song for Dad" and put it in the car to listen to it every day. Every time I listen to the song "Father", I feel that Liu Hegang sings my heart. Today, I am here to sing to you. My dear father, did you hear that?