Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
There is Shuang Yan on the beam, a male and a female.
Between two rafters, a nest gave birth to Si Er.
Si Er is a long day and night, and the voice of asking for food is diligent.
Caterpillar is not easy to catch, and the yellow mouth has no heyday.
Paws are eager for us, but they are not tired.
For a moment, I was afraid of hunger in my nest.
After 30 days of hard work, mom's skinny chicken is getting fatter and fatter.
Muttering, brushing sweaters one by one.
Once the wings are formed, lead them to the branch of the court.
Raise your wings and fly in the wind without looking back.
Men and women sing in the air, but their voices don't return.
But to enter the empty nest and sing all night.
Yan Yan, don't be sad, but think about yourself.
Imagine yourself as a young day, flying high and carrying your mother.
At that time, my parents thought that I should know today.
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A Shuang Yanzi, a male and a female are dancing on the roof.
Mud nest in the middle of the rafters, a nest gave birth to four little swallows.
Four milk swallows grow day and night, and the crying of begging can't stop.
Caterpillar is not easy to catch, Xiaoyan seems to have never had enough to eat.
Shuang Yan grabbed it with his paws, held it in his mouth, and worked tirelessly with all his strength.
After a while, I turned back and forth ten times, afraid of starving Xiaoyan in the nest.
After thirty days of hard work, I lost my mother swallow and fattened Xiaoyan.
Muttered and kept teaching Xiaoyan pronunciation, combing one by one.
Xiaoyan, once full of feathers, was led to the branches of the courtyard without looking back and fluttered around with the wind.
Shuang Yan, male and female, shouted in the air, screaming at the top of his lungs, but couldn't get it back.
I had to go back to the empty nest and cry all night!
Old Yan, don't sigh, you should remember the past:
Think about when you were a swallow, and you flew away, too.
How worried parents were when they abandoned their parents, you should experience it today!
2. hey.
Pre-Qin Dynasty: Anonymous
It's me, Polygonum hydropiper. Artemisia argyi is a bandit. Mourn for my parents and give birth to me.
I am a loser, but I am a thief. Mourn for my parents and give birth to me.
It is a pity that the bottle is used up. It is better to die for a long time than to live with fresh people. What if there is no father? What can I do without my mother? Get a shirt when you go out, and you're exhausted when you go in.
My father gave birth to me and my mother bowed to me. Caress me, feed me, nurture me, nurture me, take care of me, go in and out of my stomach. The virtue of wanting to repay kindness. Heaven is so chaotic!
Nanshan is fierce and the wind is blowing. I don't care, I'm alone! Nanshan method, drifting with the wind. Everyone is in the valley, I'm not alone!
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Look, mugwort has grown taller, but it's not mugwort, it's mugwort. Pity my parents, it's too hard to raise me!
Look at the wormwood that snuggles up to each other, but it's not wormwood, it's Wei Pity my parents, it's too tiring to raise me!
It is a shame to fill the bottle with water, because the bottom of the bottle is empty. Living alone is boring. Might as well die early. What can I rely on without my real father? What do you depend on without your own mother? Going out for a walk is sad, and getting started is at a loss.
Dad, you gave birth to me. Mom, you raised me. You protect me, love me, support my growth, nurture me, think that I don't want to leave me, go out and hug me. I want to repay my parents' kindness, and the disasters in the old society are unpredictable!
The height of Nanshan is hard to surpass, and the biting wind is daunting. Everyone has no misfortune. Why am I the only one who was robbed? Nanshan Mountain is too high to cross, the wind is biting and shivering. Everyone has no misfortune, so I can't be the only one!
3. Short songs
Tang Dynasty: Wang Jian
When a person is born, he rises at dawn.
Going up the mountain late, going down the mountain ill.
Thirty-six thousand dynasties in a hundred years, half a day at night will be better.
There are songs and dances, so be sure to be early. Yesterday was better than today.
People see men and women as good, but they don't know that men and women make people old.
Short songs, no music.
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When people are born, they are just like the rising sun.
Growth is always slow, but retrogression and weakness are very rapid.
There are only 36 thousand days in a hundred years, so try to use it as half a day at night.
Singing and dancing need to be enjoyed early, because our health will only get worse every day.
Others say that having children is good, but they don't know that having children will make them old early.
Travel with short songs, without music.
4. Four-character Poetry and Motif Prose
Modern: Mao Zedong
Alas, my mother died suddenly.
Fifty-three years old, seven children.
Seven sons and three more, namely Qin.
Other infertile women and two men.
It is difficult to prepare a calendar for raising a younger brother.
Destroy the mill, so get sick.
In the middle, everything is sad.
I can't bear to die, waiting for Xu Wen to vomit.
Today, there are only two endings:
A virtue, a hatred.
My mother has a high wind and advocates fraternity.
The distance is near and far, and it is repetitive.
Kay was moved by her kindness.
Love is sincere.
No slander, no cheating.
Finishing is natural and not deceptive at all.
Hand ze, very organized.
Precise mind, divided reason, divided feelings.
Nothing can be counted, and nothing can be hidden.
The wind of cleanliness is everywhere.
There is no dust inside or outside.
Five virtues are the big end.
Conform to his personality, as in the world.
Hate is partial, the last of the three cardinal guides and the five permanent members.
Aspiring without reaching, seeking without reaching.
The mental pain is outstanding.
The sky is crowded with people and the ground is a corner.
Second, children are born and educated.
If it is not ripe, it will be green and yellow.
Holding hands when you are sick makes your heart ache.
But call your children and do everything well.
I'm pregnant again. I'm your baby.
Or belong to Su En, or work hard.
All relatives, big or small, should be reported.
To sum up, Shengde is honored.
If you are sincere, the effect will not be violated.
What you hate must be added.
I can't help thinking that I'm here.
The depth of parenting and the brilliance of spring.
When will it be reported? Beautiful birds are in the sea.
Alas, my mother is still alive.
Although the body is clumsy, the spirit is eternal.
One day, everyone will repay the kindness.
One day, you will be with your relatives.
It's a long story today, but time is pressing.
Only the big end, the shallow end.
At this time, the family will make a drink and do this.
After that, there is a saying that it is getting longer and longer.
Shang Xiang!
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I deeply mourn for my mother, who died suddenly.
She died at the age of 53 and gave birth to seven children.
Only three of the seven sons are left, namely Mao Zedong, Mao Zemin and Mao Zetan.
The rest did not survive. They are two daughters and two men.
Raising our three brothers, my mother really suffered a lot.
Physical injury and pain, so get sick.
Everything my mother has experienced in this life is a sad history.
I can't bear to write it, just wait for me to talk slowly and gently.
What I want to say today is only two aspects.
One is her virtue, and the other is her hidden pain or hatred.
My mother's aristocratic style, the first recommended is fraternity.
No matter who is near or far away, she takes care of everyone.
She is kind and compassionate and has touched many people.
Wherever her love goes, the essence is sincerity.
She never tells a lie and has no intention of deceiving others.
She is strict and honest by nature, without any hypocrisy.
Everything she does by herself is in perfect order.
Her mind is precise and meticulous, and she can distinguish between emotion and reason without taking it to heart.
There is nothing wrong with doing things, she can see through everything.
Her clean fashion spread all over her relatives and neighbors.
She's spotless, as good as she looks.
She is distinguished in benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, faith and five virtues, which is a great festival for being a man.
The whole look at her personality is like a god in the sky.
She hides the hidden pain and regret, at the end of the three principles of monarch, minister and father.
There are ambitions that can't be extended, and hopes that can't be obtained.
Mother's mental pain is the most prominent.
Is this weird or not? I'm so sad that a corner of the earth has collapsed.
Secondly, she regrets her children and wants to bring them up.
Three brothers are like immature fruits, in unknown places.
She was holding hands with her relatives in her illness, and her heart was full of sadness and sorrow.
She called on her sons to become useful talents.
Then the mother cares about her beloved relatives and friends.
Some usually give you favors, while others work hard for you.
No matter big or small, relatives and friends are far away, waiting for something in return.
Summarizing all these narratives is the genius of Dade.
I will accept my mother's sincere enthusiasm and imitate her without violating her.
As for mother's regrets, we must make up for them.
Thinking that you are here, you are there, and our hearts cannot be separated from you.
Mother's nurturing grace is like the morning glow and clouds in spring.
When can I repay my mother? Be as firm as a bird filling the sea with a stone in its mouth.
Alas, my mother, she will not die after all.
Although the body is destroyed, the soul is evergreen.
As long as I live, I will repay my mother every day.
As long as I live, I will be with my mother.
Today's speech is too long, but in fact, the time is very short.
So this eulogy can only outline and briefly state the mother's deeds in the main aspects.
At this time, I will pay homage at home and propose a toast to you.
In the future, statements to mothers will grow with the growth of the sun and the moon.
Please enjoy your wine and food.
5, gynecological diseases
Han Dynasty: Anonymous
This woman has been ill for several years. She said something before paging her husband.
I don't know what to cry when I can't say it.
"This is a tired lonely couple, so my son is hungry and cold.
I have been cautious and my business has been shaken. Think about it! "
Chaos said: when you hold it, you have no clothes, you have no clothes.
Close the door and send orphans to the city.
I can't get up when I cry.
From begging orphans for bait to crying at each other. Shenshi said, "I can't help myself if I want to be sad."
Explore the money in your arms.
When I first saw an orphan, I cried for my mother's hug.
Wandering in the empty house, "go back to your ear, abandon it and don't go back!" " "
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A woman was ill for several years and called her husband to say something. Before he could speak, tears kept falling. "Two or three orphans dragged you down. Don't let my children starve. Don't hit them when they make mistakes. I'm dying. I hope you can always think of my advice in the future. "
After the death of a woman: holding a child without a long coat, the short coat is worn out. Had to close the doors and windows, plug the gap, leaving orphans to go to the market to buy food. I met my relatives and friends halfway and sat on the ground crying. Let relatives and friends buy food for him. Crying at relatives and friends. He said, "I don't want to be sad!" " With that, he put his hand into his arms and paid the money. After taking it out, he took it in his hand and solemnly handed it over to relatives and friends.
Go home and open the door to see the orphan, crying for a hug from his mother. After entering the door, I walked helplessly around the empty room and said to myself, "Needless to say, before long, the child will die like his mother."