Poetry about mother 1. Four simple ancient poems expressing maternal love
1, Simu
Song Dynasty: Gong Yu
Frost flowers and reeds shed tears and wet clothes, and their bald heads have no more to lean on.
Last May, Huang Meiyu Zeng Dian returned to his hometown as a cassock.
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How many times have I sat under the flowers and sucked? The red wall of the Milky Way is so far away to me. The star in front of me is not the star of last night. Who did I stand in the wind for all night?
The lingering feelings are like silkworms, and the wandering heart is like a peeled banana. Recalling the scene of a full moon night when she was fifteen, it's a pity that this cup of wine in my hand can't eliminate the sadness in my heart.
2. Don't be an old mother
Qing Dynasty: Huang Jingren
The bow curtain goes to the mother river beam, and the tears are white.
This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time.
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Because I had to go to He Liang to make a living, I opened the curtain and reluctantly said goodbye to my old mother. Seeing my white-haired mother, I couldn't help crying and my tears dried up.
On this snowy night, it's a pity that we can't be filial to our mother, but we have to hide Chai Men's tragic death. What's the use of adopting a son? I still don't want it.
3. Yaochi
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
The Queen Mother of the West opened the window on the Yaochi; The voice of bamboo songs is very sad.
Eight-horse car, traveling three thousand miles a day; Zhou Muwang, why didn't the default come again?
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The Queen Mother of the West opened the window on the Yaochi; I only heard Huang Zhuge's voice moving sadly. Eight Jun Shenma's car trips to Wan Li three times a day; Why did Zhou Muwang break the contract and stop coming?
4, quatrains diffuse nine, seven
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
The diameter of poplar flowers is covered with white felt, and the lotus leaves in the stream are stacked with green money.
No one has seen bamboo shoots, and the chicks on the beach sleep next to their mothers.
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Fragments of Yang Shuhua falling on the path are spread out like white felt, and lotus flowers are dotted on the stream, one after another, like copper coins. Next to the bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest, no one noticed the tender bamboo shoots that just broke through the ground. The newly hatched duckling snuggled up to the mother duck and fell asleep sweetly on the beach.
5. Birds
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Who says many people's lives are insignificant? As common as flesh and blood.
I advise you not to pat a bird. My son will be in the nest waiting for his mother to come back.
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Who says the lives of these birds are insignificant? Everything in the universe has flesh and blood, and it is the same life. There is no more important truth. I advise you not to hit the bird on the branch. The chicks are still in the nest waiting for their mother to come back. You can't kill several people with one stone!
2. Poems about mother's famous sayings
All the glory and pride in the world come from mothers. (Gorky)
Motherly love is a huge flame. (romain rolland)
There is a most beautiful voice in the world, and that is the call of mother (Dante)
Mom, where you are, where is the happiest place (UK).
A loving mother's arm is made of love. How can a child sleep in it without sweetness? (Hugo)
The sweetest word a person's lips can utter is mother, and the most beautiful call is "mother" (Ji Bolun)
Motherly love is the greatest power in the world (Mill)
Everything else in the world is false and empty, and only mother is real, eternal and immortal. (India)
How strong, selfish and fanatical is maternal love, occupying the feelings of our whole soul. (Duncan)
In the child's mouth and heart, the mother is God. (UK)
How similar mothers all over the world are! Their hearts are always the same. Every mother has a very pure heart. (Whitman)
Women are fragile, but mothers are strong (France)
Without the help of selfless maternal love, the child's mind will be a desert. (UK)
3. Poems praising mother
Wandering sons, the thread in the hands of kind mother Meng Jiao, make clothes for her wayward 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?
"Yan's Showing Liu Sou" chose Bai Juyi and Si Er as the Youth Day, flying high with his mother. At that time, my parents thought that I should know today.
In the Tenth Five-Year Plan, Wang Anshi put his mother in the ditch and left his home in the shade. When I heard about Du Yu in the moonlight, I was always worried about the North and the South.
"Going home at the end of the year" Jiang Shiquan loves his son endlessly and is happy 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.
Memories of Time Past Song Wuling Yun Yan Shu's book is broken. What do you hate in both places? The dream soul is not afraid of Chang 'an, and borrows the wind to ask for daily life several times. "Thinking of Mother" is full of respect and frost, the reed flowers are wet with tears, and the bald head has no dependence on Chai Fei.
Last May, Huang Meiyu Zeng Dian returned to his hometown as a cassock. "In Memory of Mother" Ni Ruilong's river is too wide to sail, and I wonder if it is near.
When I am in the dark, I am afraid I will cry more! My mother is like a bright light in the dark. When I lose my way, she will guide me to the light. My mother is like the bright moon on an autumn night. When I am lonely and helpless, she will accompany me and give me full confidence.
My mother is busy for me all day, tireless, and has no regrets. On this annual Mother's Day, I want to say thank you! -This document is for all mothers in the world, rich or poor. Mom, can you brush off the frost that has turned gray on your temples with the hands of dead tree skins? I know that the bow of the red ribbon bleached the black hair that I remember for a long time.
Mom, as if nothing had happened, you can still gently twist your loose teeth. Singing songs with fresh childhood memories, laughing and crying, memories are snakes of missing.
Draw a word and move forward in a zigzag way. My mother, who has residual pain in this life, still licks my arrogant poison with this cracked tongue core. I will never grow up in front of you, so a vague topic called maternal love is undoubtedly a wanderer and the most stupid person who hurts his mother. You used to be as famous as chrysanthemum, and you are old. There are still some fragrant silk on the edge of the white porcelain bottle.
I have brushed my love heart in sports, but I still can't hide your concern. The crazy autumn wind has begun. Even in the lonely shadow, mom, don't catch cold.
No matter when and where, the sunset depends on a crutch called a child. You, the seeds covered with vegetation on fertile soil are sprouting and growing, and I, at this moment. I just want to hear you call my name.
In a trance, mother, I seem to be back in the yard, the mother who drew water from the well when I was a child-Mother's Day is dedicated to all mothers in the world. Your silver hair, rickety body and lonely figure are all old. You associate with the neighboring village, you are 80 years old, and you still draw water yourself. Cooking by yourself, you still cling to my childhood dream hometown. It is the pride of your life to support our four children and four children all your life. The pigeons you let go are the concern of your life and the hope of survival. Every time I mention being nice to people, I always have a smile on my face. How can a mother who has gone through so many hardships write thousands of words with a blunt pen? I have always admired my mother. My mother is a big ship, carrying me to the sea and exploring the mysteries of life. The magical mother is an all-inclusive mountain. Raising me to grow sturdily, "Mother in Body and Mind" is a touching song, which takes me around the world and sings the history of the motherland with her beautiful tune. Mother is the spring breeze that brings life to all things in the world, and mother is the spring rain that moistens all things on the earth! Mom, I love you. You are my favorite forever. In my heart, there is a place that is unfathomable, but no one has ever asked. You are the fire of hope, illuminating my future and hope. Every dark night, I care about you. Every cold night, you give me endless warmth. It is raining in the sky, and every drop of rain is telling.
Your pale fingertips touch my temple. I can't help holding on to your skirt like when I was a child. My mother tried to keep your disappearing figure. Although the morning light has cut my dream into smoke, I still dare not open my eyes for a long time. I still cherish that bright red scarf, for fear that washing it will make it lose your unique warmth. Isn't mom's running water the same in those years, heartless and afraid of fading her memory? How dare I open its screen easily? I once cried out to you for a thorn. Now I'm wearing a watch. I dare not say a word or moan, mom. I often look up at your photos sadly. Even if the call can penetrate the loess, how can I disturb your sleep? I dare not show the sacrifice of love like this. Although I wrote many songs for flowers, the sea and the dawn, my sweet and soft memory of my mother is not a torrent or a waterfall, but a dry well that flowers and trees can't sing. My mother's life is like walking on a stormy road. Mother is at the forefront. Let some umbrellas protect the children from the wind and rain, and mother will push them to me. Ah, the child under the umbrella, the mother outside the umbrella, rain is no longer rain, but a drop of happy tears sent by God to the world. Mother, a hard-working person's body can leave, but people will not leave, just as we will not forget our ancestors and forget our mother. Mother is the quilt on her body. Without it, she will feel cold. Mother is the salt in the dish. Without her, life would be dull. My mother must have her pain. The pain of wandering often hangs on her face and mixes with the smiles of her children. Great maternal love will pick a bunch of the brightest roses, which are all my dear words to my mother. My mother said I was stupid. Roses are flowers that symbolize love. No, they are also flowers that the children want to give her. I regret that I haven't heard my mother tell my childhood jokes for a long time. Mom, wuyeshu, I am sinking deeper and deeper into the world? Mother, the five-leaf tree of the world is full of poems. I am a child you forced to mature, wearing a light Tsing Yi. I am a handful of dirt, and you love every aspect of it. Tonight, you sit under the eaves of the country, gently wash your fingers and dream of an autumn leaf. Mother Kong, my son, I hope you are by the river thousands of miles away. Don't tell me that tears will prick my river! Tonight, the stars are shining, the serenade is melodious, and the mother's fingers are wrapped in the sanctity of youth. The pentaphyllum is full of poems as heavy as autumn. Her son stood on trembling hair. Don't get excited because the flute blows out of my mouth ... your life has touched me.
4. Two poems about maternal love
poetic sentiment
A loving mother loves her son and asks nothing in return. Liu An [Han]
In October, the baby is heavy and the reward is light. Song of exhorting filial piety
One-foot-three baby, ten years and eight years' work. Song of exhorting filial piety
The mother said that the child was lying dry and the mother was asleep and wet. Song of exhorting filial piety
The mother's bitter son has not seen it yet, and the child's mother is uneasy. Song of exhorting filial piety
My mother is one hundred years old and often reads eighty children. Song of exhorting filial piety
With a loving mother, the prodigal son does not feel cold. Song of exhorting filial piety
I didn't know my parents when I loved them. Children's language
The old white-headed mother hid her face and cried bitterly, and her shirt sleeves were torn. Han Yu
When the mother instrument hangs down, it is bright and the night platform is silent. Motto collection
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? [Tang] Meng Jiao
Yesterday, Meng Mu chose a neighbor. In Mencius' laziness, she cut the cloth. Three Character Classic
well-known saying
1 Gonchard's famous saying: Motherly love never dries up. This shows that maternal love is very great and will always be with us.
Lao She said: Losing a loving mother is like putting a flower in a bottle. Although there is still color and fragrance, it has lost its roots. I think this sentence shows that loving mother is as important to a person as roots are to flowers.
All the glory and pride in the world come from mothers. (Gorky)
Motherly love is a huge flame. (romain rolland)
There is one of the most beautiful voices in the world, and that is the mother's call. (Dante)
A loving mother's arm is made of love. How can a child not be sweet when sleeping in it? (Hugo)
The sweetest word a person's lips can utter is mom, and the most beautiful call is "mom". (Ji Bolun)
Motherly love is the greatest power in the world. (Mill)
When you succeed, everyone is a friend. But only mother-she is a partner in failure. (Zheng Zhenduo)
10 maternal love is so strong, selfish and fanatical that it occupies the feelings of our whole soul. (Duncan)
How similar mothers all over the world are! Their hearts are always the same. Every mother has a very pure heart. (Whitman)
12 All the glory and pride in the world come from mothers. (Gorky)
13 One of the most beautiful things in life is maternal love, which is selfless love and dwarfs morality. (Japan)
14 Mom, wherever you are, there is the happiest place (UK)
Motherly love is the greatest power in the world (Mill)
16 Everything else in the world is fake and empty, only the mother is real, eternal and immortal. (India)
In memory of 17' s mother! Dearest lover, you are all my happiness and friendship. (France)
18 how strong, selfish and fanatical maternal love is that it occupies our whole mind (Duncan)
19 In the child's mouth and heart, the mother is God. (UK)
Maternal love is the most beautiful of human emotions, because it is not mixed with luck (France)
2 1 Women are fragile, but mothers are strong (France)
Without the help of selfless maternal love, the child's mind will be a desert. (UK)
Paper boat (for mom) Bing Xin I never refuse to throw away a piece of paper. I always keep it-keep it, fold it into a boat and throw it into the sea. Some were blown into the ship's window by the wind. Some are wet by the waves and stick to the bow. I still don't give up and fold every day. I always hope that a person can only flow where I want him to go. Mom, if you see a white boat in your dream, don't be surprised that it dreams for no reason. This is your beloved daughter with tears in her eyes. Wanshui Qian Shan, please bring her love and sorrow home.
Is this ok?
5. Line10 describes the mother
Wandering Son-Meng Jiao (Tang Dynasty)
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?
Send mom back to her hometown
I was trapped in prison when I parked the car.
Feeling from this, sadness and tears stuck in the throat.
Fang's mother is seriously ill and wants to be a famous doctor.
The bus is very urgent today, so it is difficult to stop!
Motherly love has nothing to report, what can life expect!
Bielaomu
To worship the mother river beam,
Worry, watch.
On the tragic snowstorm night in Chai Men,
It is better to have children than nothing at this time.
It's been three years since we broke up,
Loneliness is another autumn.
The geese fly over the willow trees in front of the courtyard.
The mother was worried when the child traveled thousands of miles.
Tears spilled in Kyushu.
The scenery in Kyushu remains the same.
I just can't get it back.
Parting is always painful,
Tonight the moon is like a hook,
When will this hatred stop?
My Book by Wang Mian.
The wind is getting better today,
Hemerocallis in front of the hall.
Holding a cup is mother's birthday,
I like nothing.
6. Poems and famous sayings about mothers
Poems about mother:
1, my love for my son is endless, and I am very happy to be home. -Jiang Shiquan
Interpretation: There is no end to loving a son, and the happiest thing is that the wanderer returns in time.
2, a loving mother leans on the door, and a wanderer is difficult to walk. -Wang Mian
Interpretation: A kind mother leans against the door, expecting her children. It is difficult for a vagrant to travel far away.
3, in case of pity, self-seeking. -Jiang Shiquan
Interpretation: Seeing that her son lost weight, my mother felt distressed and called me to ask about the difficulty of the journey.
After thirty days of hard work, mom's skinny chicken is getting fatter and fatter. -Bai Juyi
After thirty days of hard work, I lost my mother swallow and fattened Xiaoyan.
5, but the inch of long grass is a little sentimental, and it is reported to be three spring rays. -Meng Jiao
Who says that being weak and filial as grass can repay the kindness of Chunhui Puze's loving mother?
Famous words about mother:
1. There is a deep, true and inexhaustible love between children and mothers. This kind of love is the eternal spiritual pillar of children and mothers and the real value of our national survival. -Hao Bing
No matter what I am now, no matter what I hope to be in the future, I owe it to my angel mother. I remember my mother's prayer, which accompanied me all my life. Abraham lincoln
3. Maternal love is great, and great maternal love is calmly reflected through the little things in life; Motherly love is selfless, and selfless maternal love is because the mother has dedicated everything to her children; Maternal love is sincere, and sincere maternal love is naturally revealed in the mother's exhortation, nagging and concern. Aijun
Mom, if you see a white boat in your dream, don't be surprised that it dreams for no reason. This is your beloved daughter with tears in her eyes. Wan Shui Qian Shan, ask him to take her love and sorrow home. -Bing Xin
7. What are the poems praising mother?
After 30 days of hard work, mom's skinny chicken is getting fatter and fatter. -Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi shows Liu Chao"
This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time. -Huang Jingren's "Don't be an old mother"
And grandma didn't go, and there was no skirt in and out. -Du Fu's Stone Trench
The Queen Mother of the West opened the window on the Yaochi; The voice of bamboo songs is very sad. -Li Shangyin's "Yaochi"
Put mother in the ditch and leave her home in the shade. -Wang Anshi's Tenth Five-Year Plan
The south wind blows the heart, for whom do you vomit? A loving mother leans against the door, but a wanderer cannot walk. -Wang Mian's "Figure 1 of Xuan Mo"
First frost's Lu Hua tears wet her skirt-Yu Gong's "Thinking of Mother"
You are in town, and the sage returns the favor to the mirror and kisses the Buddha lamp. -Dong Li's "Thank you for sending Ji Yi Situ Xianggong"
What's wrong with the house? You can't go to your parents' hometown. -Wang Jian's Gu Congjun
Muttering, brushing sweaters one by one. -Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi shows Liu Chao"
The old mother and son left without saying goodbye and cried among the weeds. -Li Bai's Yu Zhanghang
Imagine yourself as a young day, flying high and carrying your mother. -Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi shows Liu Chao"
The bow curtain goes to the mother river beam, and the tears are white. -Huang Jingren's "Don't be an old mother"
Caterpillar is not easy to catch, and the yellow mouth has no heyday. -Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi shows Liu Chao"
At that time, my parents thought that I should know today. -Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi shows Liu Chao"
In the colorful fifteenth year, before trying to be a loving mother. -Meng Haoran's "Send Zhang into Jingzhou"
If you encounter pity, you will ask for it. -Jiang Shiquan's "Arriving Home at the End of the Year"
8. Poems about Mother
Balkos de Paper
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I never want to throw away a piece of paper,
Save it forever.-Save it,
Folding into a very small boat,
Throw it into the sea from the boat.
Some were blown into the window of the ship by the wind,
Some are wet by the waves and stick to the bow.
I am still not discouraged, folding every day,
I always hope that a person can only flow where I want him to go.
Mom, if you see a small white boat in your dream,
Don't be surprised that he dreams for no reason.
This is your beloved daughter Wan Shui Qian Shan who folded it with tears.
Begging him to bring her love and sadness home.
Balkos de Paper
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I never want to throw away a piece of paper,
Save it forever.-Save it,
Folding into a very small boat,
Throw it into the sea from the boat.
Some were blown into the window of the ship by the wind,
Some are wet by the waves and stick to the bow.
I am still not discouraged, folding every day,
I always hope that a person can only flow where I want him to go.
Mom, if you see a small white boat in your dream,
Don't be surprised that he dreams for no reason.
This is your beloved daughter Wan Shui Qian Shan who folded it with tears.
Begging him to bring her love and sadness home.
mother
Mom!
The wind and rain in the sky are coming.
There are many birds in its nest.
The storm in my heart is coming.
I only hide in your arms.
Mom!
This fragmentary article
Can you have a look?
These universes
Before I go.
Always hidden in your heart.
9. Poems about Mother
Answer to Qin Jiashi's poems
Han Dynasty: Xu Shu
My body won't allow it, and my baby will come back sick.
It takes a long time to go home.
Dereliction of duty and serving the hajj is a violation of respect and respect.
You received an order today, and you are very suitable for going to the capital.
You left for no reason.
Looking forward to it, standing and wandering.
Miss you, the dream is radiant.
You are a good man, but you are a good man.
Hate wingless, fly high and chase each other.
Chanting sighs, tears spilled on my skirt.
This is a poem in Sao style, which was first seen in Xu Ling's new fish-chanting platform. Author Xu Shu and her husband Qin Jiafu come from Longxi (now southeast Gansu). During the Eastern Han Dynasty, when Huan Gong was emperor,
Qin Jia's "Planning for Counties" (Guo sends officials to Beijing to send records at the end of each year, which is called planning; When officials were sent to Luoyang, Xu Shu was lying in the home of his seriously ill mother, and the couple could not say goodbye. Qin Jia wrote three poems about "leaving the county to give his wife" and said goodbye to his wife. Xu Shu used this poem to answer.
The first ten sentences of this poem are about my sick mother family. I can't say goodbye to my husband. "No order, no good;" Children's disease "is still a disease; "The recovery is very poor.
First of all, the author explains why we can't say goodbye, which is narrative, but also emotional. "Disorder", "infantile disease", "stagnation" and "indifference" have infinite helplessness; "Neglect" and "respect" of infinite apologies; "separation time is long, there is no reason to count again", leaving infinite regret. Qin Jia attaches great importance to the narrative of husband and wife: "When the year is far away, I miss the narrative song." So he sent a car to pick up Xu Shu.
However, Xu Shu was ill: "Send a car to pick up the child and go back and forth empty." On the occasions of "no food to eat" and "sleepless at night", Qin Jia gave Baochai and Mingjing three poems to express her deep affection (see Qin Jia's poems to women). Xu Shu's first ten poems don't look so touching, but if readers remember them,
They can feel the complex emotions hidden in the hearts of female poets. Calm water is the deepest, and unbearable feelings are more sincere and touching. These seemingly simple narrative poems are all the same.
If the first ten sentences are emotional, then the last ten sentences directly express their feelings. There are many object-chanting poems in the unknown ancient poems of the Eastern Han Dynasty. The poetess was so immersed in it that she could not even hear the narrative of "the death of the soul".
If "walk again and leave your life" is the pain of life, it will still leave something worth remembering; If we want to say goodbye for no reason, there will only be endless speculation, regret and anxiety. Look ahead, stand and walk around. Sijun is full of feelings and dreams. "If you can't say goodbye and look forward, you can see the urgency of the heroine's feelings;
If you can't say goodbye and stand up, you can see the heroine's emotional impatience; When you think of the emperor, you can see the depth of the heroine's feelings. The poet can't help but imagine that her husband can spread his wings and fly in the distance and pursue it forever.
But fantasy is fantasy. "Sing forever, dress and cry" is the sadness after waking up from anxiety and fantasy. The words "long" and "forever" are synonymous with repetition, which shows the heavy depression and profound meaning of this emotion. At this point, the image of a weak and affectionate young woman jumped from the paper.
Shen Deqian said that Xu Shu's poems were "relaxed and touching", which was very good. There is no ups and downs in the poem, and there is no cutting process of fine needles and dense lines. Plain narration has natural appeal. The mystery lies in "truth".