First, "The Wandering Son" Tang 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?
Second, "Don't be an old mother" Huang Qing Ren Jing
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.
Third, "Xuan Mo Figure 1" Wang Yuan 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.
Fourth, "Missing Mother" Song Yugong
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.
Five, "Crying at Midnight" Tang Bai Juyi
The second time I lost my mother, I vomited because I was dumb. Don't fly day and night, keep the old forest old. Crying in the middle of the night every night, everyone who smells it will be moved. If you tell me in your voice, you won't give back to your heart. A hundred birds have no mother, but they are very sad. What makes you sad should be your mother's good. Once upon a time, there was a Wu Qizhe whose mother died. What disciple, the heart is not as good as a bird. The second thing gives the second thing, and the bird once applied.
Six, "The Mother of An Shi" Wang Song
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.
Seven, "Yan Shixiu Liu Chuo" Tang 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.
Eight, "Don't be an old mother" Huang Qing Ren Jing
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.