母亲如地, 父亲如天，
虽然如天有点远，
尽管雷厉风行有点严,
父亲有风就有及时雨,
父亲有雷更有泪，不轻弹.
父亲连著父老乡亲,
父亲肩扛全家重担,
颤悠悠，沉甸甸，
下陡坡，爬危岩，
消逝天边依然在眼前，
喊一声父亲声哽咽,
望一眼遗像心头酸,
这父爱大无边,洒遍人间.
(一气呵成，以後再改)
GOOGLED If the mother is like the land. Father, heaven. Although a bit far as sky, though resolutely somewhat strict, father had timely rain wind thunder, tears, do not cry easily. Father attached to the world of folks, father shoulder the burden of family, trembling, heavy, down a steep hill , climbing boulders and care of children without leisure, fade away in front of the horizon is still , cry father choked sound, mind looking a portrait with sorrow, which fatherly large infinity
