Poems about parents

Poems about parents

People often say that when parents are here, there is still a place to go in life, and when parents are gone, there is only the way home in this life.

There are some things that we can't understand when we are young. When we understand, we are no longer young.

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?

-Meng Jiao's Wandering Sons

From crying in infancy to tiptoeing walking to school for the first time, getting her exam results back for the first time, and leaving her parents for the first time?

Parents are the initial objects of our practice, and each of us will learn tolerance and love from our parents.

In the colorful fifteenth year, before trying to be a loving mother.

Lian Xiao paid tribute at the age of 20, and Huai Ju went to Qinchuan.

Four tweets, Zhong.

Don't row on the river, who doesn't look to the gods.

-Meng Haoran's "Send Zhang into Jingzhou"

If your job and career fail, you can start over, but the person you love is unique.

When we come home and call mom and dad affectionately, we can fully feel the warmth and practicality of a home.

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!

-Li Shangyin's "Send Mother Home"

When parents are around, home is where you can sleep, which means that the eternal warmth in this world is still there.

When parents are alive, be filial, otherwise, life will leave deep regrets.