A poem about caring for family 1. A poem describing troubles.
1, the wind and rain don't pity the yellow flowers, and the people in front of the stage are in a hurry. -Li Qingzhao, a poet in the Song Dynasty, "Drunk with flowers, misty clouds, and sorrow forever"
The wind and rain have no pity on the beaten chrysanthemum. This situation is very worrying for the man with the lamp on the steps.
2. May the world be warm and take pains to get out of the mountains-Ming Yuqian's Ode to Coal
As long as people all over the world are well fed and warm, coal will work hard to get out of the mountains.
3, there is no flame shadow in the residual lamp. I heard that you were in Jiujiang this evening. Sitting up in a dying illness, the dark wind blew the rain into the cold window. -Tang Yuanzhen's "Wen Le Tian Shou Jiangzhou Sima"
The residual lamp has no flame, leaving a vague shadow around it. At this time, I heard that you were demoted to Jiujiang. On my deathbed, I was shocked by the news and sat up at once. The wind and rain in the dark blew into my window, and I felt extremely cold.
4, wash and dress, relying on Wangjianglou alone. Thousands of ships passed by, and no one expected to appear. Broken-hearted Baipingzhou. -"Looking at Jiangnan, Wash and Dress" Tang Dynasty Wen Ting Yun
After washing and dressing, I looked out from the railing of Wangjianglou alone. Hundreds of ships passed by, and none of the expected people appeared. The afterglow of the sun shines on the river, and the river flows slowly, and the tenderness of missing lingers on that Baipingzhou.
Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin. -"Spring Hope" Du Fu in Tang Dynasty
Chang' an fell and the country was broken, leaving only mountains and rivers; Spring has come, and Chang 'an, which is sparsely populated, has dense vegetation.
Sentimental state affairs, tears can't help splashing, birds are heart-pounding, which only increases sadness but not hatred.
The continuous war has lasted for more than half a year, and there are few letters from home. A letter is worth twelve thousand gold. It is impossible to know what the home is like now. Missing makes the sparse white hair scratches shorter and shorter, and it can hardly be inserted.
6. Take a long breath, hide tears and lament the hardships of people's lives-Qu Yuan's Li Sao
I sighed, but tears could not stop flowing down. I am lamenting how hard people's lives are.
2. Eight-character sentences that can show concern for relatives.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
1. Children travel thousands of miles, but mothers worry.
2. Walking into the wind, the details are flying in the air, and you dare not look directly into your eyes. Ask the breeze, dear friend, can you read my mind?
3. Spend some time with your family, look at the blue sky with your heart, think about your friends with a ray of thoughts, and live a quiet life. Good luck in the Year of the Tiger, and peace throughout the year!
I just want to bask in the sun with you, talk about ideals, drink coffee, taste delicious food and plan my next dream. Because life is short, so let every beautiful friendship party become long. May you be happy all your life!
5. Homesickness is the attachment of family members; Miss, is the fetter of family, climb high and miss your loved ones, and wish your family good health and happiness on the Double Ninth Festival on September 9!
6. When it comes to blessing, it is nothing more than happiness and happiness; Missing friends is nothing more than missing and caring; Greeting family members is nothing more than care and warmth; Speaking of you, only SMS can give me the blessing: Happy weekend!
7. Watching fireworks is beautiful and warm, because it contains my deep thoughts; Seeing that the moon is round, I am happy, and the moonlight is mixed with good luck. On this reunion day, I wish you and your family a happy reunion. I wish you every success in your career.
3. What are the poems describing "troubles"?
1, national life and death, why avoid it because of disaster? -Lin Zexu's "Going to Chengguan to Show Your Family"
As long as it is good for my country, I am willing to sacrifice my life, and I will never avoid it because I may be hurt.
2. Julian Waghann decided to celebrate the Central Plains Day in the north, and family members did not forget to tell Nai Weng when offering sacrifices. -Lu You's "Xiuer"
Don't forget to tell your father the good news when the imperial army goes north to recover the Central Plains.
3, the world is infinite, and a sad painting can't be made. -Gao Chan's "Looking at Jinling Evening"
There are countless great painters in the world, and no one can paint a sad feeling here.
4. Businessmen don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing "backyard flowers" across the river-Bo Qinhuai by Du Mu.
Singing girls are like spring, "tourists" are crazy, and the song of "backyard flowers" permeates the north and south of the river, but who would have thought that the country would be destroyed?
5. If you want to serve your country, why should you be born in Yumenguan? -Dai Shulun's Two Songs on the Fortress
Han's family is all a levy, and they won't send Hu Er and his horse back. If you want to serve your country with this length, you don't have to be born in Yumenguan.
6, the mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences ups and downs. The rain is flat-Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing the Zero Ding Yang"
The country is in danger like catkins in a strong wind, and individuals are like duckweeds in a shower.
7. Take a long breath, hide tears and lament the hardships of people's lives-Qu Yuan's Li Sao
I sighed, but tears could not stop flowing down. I am lamenting how hard people's lives are.
8. After three months of war, a letter from home is worth a ton of gold-Du Fu's "Spring Hope"
The continuous war has lasted for more than half a year, and there is little news at home. A letter is worth tens of thousands of gold.
9. Poor bones by the Wuding River, still living in the dream of spring-Chen Tao's Westbound Longxi.
Alas, the bones of the soldiers are piled up by the Wuding River, and the distant wife, convinced that her husband is still alive, is still calling them affectionately in her dream, looking forward to being with them one day.
10 I hope all people are full of warmth and go out of the mountains with great pains-Yu Qian's Ode to Coal
As long as people all over the world are well fed and warm, coal will work hard to get out of the mountains.
4. Poetry about missing loved ones
1, nostalgia
Song Dynasty: Li Gou
People say that the place where the sun sets is the horizon. I try to look at the horizon, but I can't see my home.
Castle Peak is being influenced by Castle Peak, which covers my sight. Twilight, Castle Peak.
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People say that the place where the sun goes down is the end of the world. I try my best to see the end of the world, but I can't see my home. I am angry that the green hills in front of me block my view, and the clouds are heavy and the green hills are densely covered.
Think of my brothers on a moonlit night.
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
The drums of the defenders cut off people's communication, and a lonely goose was singing in autumn in the frontier. (Bian Zuo: Autumn Destiny)
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.
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The drums on the garrison building cut off people's communication. In autumn, a lonely goose is singing. Starting from tonight, I entered the Millennium solar term, and the moon in my hometown is still the brightest. Brothers are scattered, and life and death are homeless. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, not to mention frequent wars.
People are homesick every day.
Sui Dynasty: Xue Daoheng
It has been seven days in spring, and I have been away from home for two years.
The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom.
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It's been seven days since spring and two years since I left home. The day of going home will fall behind the geese flying north in spring, but the idea of going home exists before the spring flowers bloom.
I thought of my brothers in Shandong when I was on holiday in the mountains.
Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
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A person can't reunite with his family when he is far away from home, and he misses his distant relatives every Double Ninth Festival. Far away, I feel sorry for myself when I think of my brothers climbing high with dogwood.
5. Qiu Si
Tang Dynasty: Zhang Ji
The annual autumn wind blows to Luoyang city, and my wandering son doesn't know how his relatives in his hometown are; Writing a letter to peace has too much to say and I don't know where to start.
When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him.
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The annual autumn wind blows to Luoyang city again. I wonder what happened to my relatives in my hometown? Write a letter from home to greet peace. There are so many things to say and I don't know where to start. The letter has been written, but I'm afraid I haven't finished what I want to say in a hurry; When the messenger set out, he opened the envelope and returned it to him.
5. What are the poems describing loved ones?
1, Qing Dynasty poet Jiang Shiquan's Returning Home at the End of the Year.
I love my son endlessly, and I'm glad to go home.
Cold clothes are needle and thread, and letters from home are ink stains.
If you encounter pity, you will ask for it.
I am ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh.
Interpretation of the vernacular: There is no end to loving children, and the happiest thing is that the wanderer returns in time. The stitches for sewing the cold clothes are dense, and the handwriting and ink on the family letter are as new as new. Seeing that my son has lost weight, my mother felt distressed and called me to ask about the difficulty of the journey. Mom, my son has always been ashamed of you. He won't have the heart to tell the story of his wandering.
2,' Xuan Mo Figure 1' Yuan Dynasty: Wang Mian.
Brilliant day lily flowers, Luosheng North Hall.
The south wind blows the heart, for whom do you vomit?
A loving mother leans against the door, but a wanderer cannot walk.
May the sun be sparse and the day be fearful.
Looking up at Yunlin, I am ashamed to listen to birds.
Interpretation in vernacular Chinese: Bright daylily flowers were born under the North Hall. The south wind blows the day lily, swaying for whom to confide fragrance? A kind mother leaned against the door, expecting her child. It's hard for a wanderer to travel far away! The support for parents is alienated every day, and the news of children is not reached every day. Looking up at a cloud forest, I am ashamed to hear the sound of the birds, and I still miss it.
3. The Prodigal Son in Tang Dynasty: Meng Jiao.
The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son.
Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.
Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?
Interpretation in vernacular Chinese: A loving mother makes clothes for her distant son with a needle and thread in her hand. Before leaving, he sewed a needle tightly for fear that his son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who can say that a child's filial piety as weak as grass can repay the kindness of such a loving mother as Chunhui Puze?
Fourth, the "Tenth Five-Year Plan" Wang Song Anshi
Put mother in the ditch and leave her home in the shade.
When I heard about Du Yu in the moonlight, I was always worried about the North and the South.
Explain in vernacular Chinese: After receiving my mother from Yangzhou, she settled down in a place where temporary white linen can cover her body. Every moonlit night, when I hear the cuckoo crow, I miss my loved ones more and more, and my heart is tied to the north and the south.
5,' Xiaoya Guo E' Pre-Qin: 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!
Explain in vernacular Chinese: You see that mugwort is high, but it is not mugwort, but 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!
6, "Remembering Father" Qing: Song Lingyun
Wu's book is broken. What do you hate everywhere?
The dream soul is not afraid of Chang 'an, and has borrowed the wind to ask for daily life several times.
Interpretation of the vernacular: the helplessness and sadness of the separation of news and news bear full thoughts. So we can only dream. In the dream, we can ride the wind and go back to Wan Li's father to mourn.