The boatman Mantehu's boat is moored at Genji Pier in Laqi.
The ship was loaded with jute uselessly and has been there for a long time.
As long as he is willing to lend me his boat, I will put a hundred paddles on it and raise five, six or seven cloth sails.
I will never drive it to a stupid market.
I will sail all over the seven seas and thirteen rivers in the celestial world.
But, mom, don't hide in the corner and cry for me.
I will not go to the forest like Ramachandra, and I will not come back for fourteen years.
I will be the prince in the story and fill my boat with what I like.
I will take my friend Axi as my companion, and we will sail happily in the seven oceans of the celestial world together.
Thirteen rivers.
I will sail in the morning light.
At noon, when you take a bath in the pond, we will be in the land of a strange king.
We'll pass the Tepuni Shoal and leave the Tepuni Desert.
When we come back, it's getting dark, and I'll tell you everything we saw.
I will cross the seven seas and thirteen rivers in the celestial world.
opposite bank
I am eager to go to the other side of the river.
Over there, many boats are tied to bamboo poles;
People cross there by boat in the morning, carrying plowshares on their shoulders to cultivate their distant fields;
Over there, shepherds let their chirping cows swim to the pasture by the river;
At dusk, they all went home, leaving only wolves howling on this island full of weeds.
Mom, if you don't mind, I want to be a boatman on this ferry when I grow up.
It is said that there are many strange ponds hidden behind this high shore.
After the rain, flocks of wild birds flew there. Lush reeds grow on the shore, and waterfowl are there.
Laying eggs;
The bamboo chickens waving their tails left their tiny footprints on the clean soft mud;
At dusk, the long grass blooms with white flowers, inviting moonlight to float on the wave surface of the long grass.
Mom, if you don't mind, I want to be a boatman on this ferry when I grow up.
I'm going from shore to shore, crossing it, crossing it, and all the boys and girls in the village who bathe there will be surprised.
Look at me from different places.
The sun rose to the sky and the morning became noon. I will run to you and say, "Mom, I'm hungry!" " "
At the end of the day, the shadow falls under the tree, and I go home at dusk.
I will never leave you to work in the city like my father did.
Mom, if you don't mind, I want to be a boatman on this ferry when I grow up.
I have seen the bird collection twice. .. can only say no. ..
So I believe that what you are looking for is actually in Tagore's "New Moon Collection".
These two songs are emotionally consistent.
2. There are only seven poems describing maternal love in "Stars in Spring Water".
1、
Mom!
Put aside your troubles,
Let me fall into your arms,
Only you are the destination of my soul.
2、
These things—
This is a memory that will never die;
In the moonlight garden,
Under the leaves of vines,
Mother's lap.
3、
Xishan!
Farewell!
I can't bear to leave you,
But I miss my mother.
4、
Mom!
My hair,
Put it on your knee,
These are countless bunches of roses you gave me.
5、
Little flower,
I want to look up, too,
Thanks for the love of spring-
However, this deep goodwill,
Instead, it finally became silent.
Mom!
Were you that spring?
6、
Mom!
This fragmented article,
Can you have a look?
These words,
Before I go,
Hidden in your heart.
7、
Mom!
The wind and rain in the sky are coming,
The bird hides in its nest;
The storm in my heart is coming,
I only hide in your arms.
The content of "Stars in Spring Water" is the "feelings and memories anytime and anywhere" written by the poet Bing Xin at ordinary times. Later, inspired by Tagore's Birds, she felt that there was a shadow of poetry in her little mixed feelings in a few words, and she sorted it out and became two small poems. At that time, Bing Xin probably didn't expect that the publication of her two meaningful and philosophical poems would touch the heartstrings of so many young people who had been silent for a long time, so under her influence, the new poems since the May 4th Movement entered an era of popular poetry.
Stars in Spring Water (Note: Stars in Spring Water is two collections of poems, one is called Stars, the other is called Spring Water, which was later merged into one book). In Bing Xin's own words, these two collections of poems are just a collection of "fragmentary ideas" into one collection of poems. These two books of poetry are the natural brewing of Bing Xin's life, feelings and thoughts, and enjoy a high reputation at home and abroad. The themes of his poems are: praise for maternal love and innocence, worship and praise for nature, and thinking and understanding of life.
3. The poem about "bird" is 1. When the moon rises, the birds startle the mountains, and when the spring flows, it sounds. (Wang Wei: "Bird Song Stream")
There are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue")
Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)
In the spring morning, I wake up easily, and birds are singing everywhere. (Hao Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
5. Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly around in front of my nervous eyes ... (Du Fu: "Looking at Yue")
6. The weather is getting better and better, and the birds are back. (Tao Yuanming: "Drinking")
Here, birds live in the mountains, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. (Chang Jian: "Zen Forest after Breaking Mountain Temple")
8. Birds fly high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone. (Li Bai: "Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain")
9. Birds stay in the trees by the pool, and monks are knocking at the door. (Jia Dao: "Li Ning lives in seclusion")
10. The cicada in the forest is quiet, and Tonamiyama is more secluded. (Wang Ji: "If you enter"
If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you will also miss the stars.
If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you also miss the stars. The bird wants to be a cloud, and the cloud wants to be a bird. The bird wishes it were a cloud. The cloud wishes it were a bird. You smiled slightly and said nothing to me.
And I feel like I've been waiting for this for a long time. You smile and don't say anything to me, and I feel that I have been waiting for this for a long time. Like the meeting of seagulls and waves, we meet and come near.
The seagulls flew away, the waves rolled away and we parted. Like the meeting of seagulls and waves, we meet and come near. The seagulls flew away, the waves rolled away and we left. Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves.
Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves. .
5. Tagore's poem Birds
1, the grass on the roadside, love the stars in the sky, your dream can be realized in the flowers.
2. Xiaohua asked, "How can I sing to you and worship you? The sun? "
The sun replied, "Use your pure and simple silence."
Xingkong spring
Flowers in the corner, when you appreciate yourself, the world becomes smaller.
Bing Xin's Spring in the Stars was created under the influence of Tagore's Birds, and their themes are to eulogize innocence and nature. I like to use pure and romantic images such as flowers and leaves, stars and the sun. These poems are so naive and natural in form, but they all contain philosophy and eulogize the attitude of fraternity, tolerance and openness.
6. Motherly love poems: Wanderers chant dreams.
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, a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty, lost his father very early and lived alone. He studied hard since he was a child and took many imperial examinations, but he failed many times. He became a scholar in his forties and became a county magistrate. This poem was written by Meng Jiao when he was a county magistrate. I recalled the past and thought a lot.
Motherly love (poem)
Article source: "Holy Motherly Love"
Motherly love, not picky about looks.
Motherly love, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter.
Motherly love is noble and great.
Motherly love, infinite loyalty
Whether you are peaceful or uneasy.
Whether you fail or succeed,
Motherly love, you failed and succeeded.
Motherly love is everywhere.
She, accompany you through life.
It was she who released the dragons and phoenixes on earth.
It's her, Changhong, who made the day.
Don't understand maternal love
You have lost the meaning of life.
Forget maternal love
High-ranking officials are generous, and the blood is cold and the body is weak.
A mother fell into poverty.
Why does one side miss peace?
Dot bright colors with our hands.
Measure overall prosperity with love.
Caring for mother is also the sublimation and purification of you and me.
Try to dry your tears for your mother and enjoy the splendor!
A loving mother loves her son and asks nothing in return. Liu An [Korea]
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
Mother, the first relative in the world; Motherly love is the first love in the world. Strict words
The only unpolluted love in the world is maternal love. Strict words
When you succeed, everyone is a friend. But only mother-she is the partner of failure. zheng zhenduo
Mourn for my parents and give birth to me. The Book of Songs
What's wrong with having no father? What's wrong with not having a mother? The Book of Songs
A father's virtue is a son's legacy. Strict words
Parents are highly respected; Give children a good education. Motto couplets
Don't be happy with children, and don't sigh without children. Han Yu
Everyone knows that it is good to have boys and girls, but they don't know that men and women will make people old. Wang Jian
All parents in the world; The rarest person in the world, brother. Motto Lian Bi
Being a parent is the best in the world; Being a child is the greatest filial piety in the world. Motto Lian Bi
My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed to me, caressed me, nurtured me, nurtured me,
Take care of me and answer me. The Book of Songs
Father is not kind, son is not filial; A brother who is not a friend is disrespectful; Husband is unfair.
This woman is not smooth. Yan Zhitui [Southern and Northern Dynasties]
There are no virtuous fathers and brothers in life, no strict teachers and friends outside, and few people can succeed. [Song] Lv Gongzhu
Parents do whatever they want, and I will continue to describe it; I cherish the thoughts of those parents. Motto Lian Bi
In the eyes of parents, children are often a part of themselves, and children are his ideal chance to start over. Fei Xiaotong
Meng Jiao, a vagrant.
The thread in the loving mother's hand,
Make clothes for her wayward son.
She sewed it carefully, mended it thoroughly,
Afraid that the delay would make him come home late.
But how much love does this inch of grass have?
Did you repay the kindness of generous Sun?
7. Poems and ancient poems about maternal love The poems and ancient poems about maternal love are as follows:
1. Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi Xian Liu Sao" in Tang Dynasty
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.
2. The October 28th Storm by Lu You in the Song Dynasty.
The wind rages to pull up the wood, and the rain storms to lift the house. The wind turns the waves and the rain falls on the axle. Dare to open the door, you can't blow out the candles. It's just that the gully flow has risen and the potential has leveled off.
Try to stay in Maili, hoping to mature next year; One is full, and five are poor. South neighbors are even more unforgettable, and Budong has not been redeemed; In the Ming Dynasty, mother and son wept at each other.
Lu You's anti-Japanese war thought was excluded by the establishment at this time, and his life was miserable. But he firmly believed in himself and did not go along with the court dignitaries. Through this poem, he contrasted and accused the unreasonable phenomena of the disparity between the rich and the poor and the difference in bitterness and joy, which is the legacy of Du Fu's "Zhu Men's wine and meat stink, and the road has frozen bones".
Lu You (1125—1210) is famous for his word service concept. Han nationality, a native of Yinshan, Yuezhou (now Shaoxing, Zhejiang), was a famous poet in the Southern Song Dynasty. When I was young, I was influenced by patriotic thoughts at home. When Emperor Gaozong was young, I should try it, which Qin Gui admired. Filial piety makes a scholar. Middle-aged into Shu, devoted to military life, the official to Baozhangge to be built. Retire to another country in his later years. There are more than 9,000 poems written today, which are extremely rich in content. He is the author of Poems of Jiannan, Collected Works of Weinan, Book of Southern Tang Dynasty, Notes on Old Ann Studies, etc.
8. What are Tagore's poems about "maternal love" 1? Tagore has only one poem about "maternal love", and that is "Golden Flower". The original text is as follows:
Jinhua
If I become a golden flower, for fun,
Growing on a tall branch, swinging in the air with a smile,
Mom, will you still know me?
If you yell, "Where are you, son?"
I snickered there, but didn't say a word.
I will quietly open my petals and watch you work.
When taking a bath, my wet hair falls over my shoulders and passes through the golden flowers shaded by green trees.
When you go to the small courtyard of prayer, you will smell the flowers.
But I didn't know the smell came from me.
At lunch, I sat in front of the window and read "y m 4 n".
When the shadow of that tree falls on your hair and knees,
I want to cast my little shadow on your page,
Right where you are reading.
But can you guess that this is a small shadow of your child?
When you take the lamp to the cowshed at dusk,
I'm going to suddenly fall to the ground again,
To be your child again, please tell me a story.
"Where have you been, you bad boy?"
"I won't tell you, mom."
That's what you and I were trying to say.
2. Appreciate:
(1) The Golden Flower is undoubtedly a work full of bold and novel imagination. The poet borrowed the imitation of "Golden Flower" to make childlike innocence seem real and unreal.
(2) Usually, when people write about a child's innocence and naughtiness, they can only think about how cute and naughtiness he is, how he behaves like a fool in front of his mother, or deliberately creates contradictions to attract her more attention and care.
(3) Tagore's imagination is often beyond people's expectation, and he chose the metaphor of "golden flower" to deal with this common theme. Most great writers have this talent. They are good at digging out unusual miracles in what people take for granted.
3. About the author: Rabindranath Tagore (186 1 year-1941year) is a famous Indian poet, writer, social activist, philosopher and Indian nationalist. 1861On May 7th, Rabindranath Tagore was born into a wealthy aristocratic family in Kolkata. 19 13 years, together with gitanjali, he became the first Asian to win the Nobel Prize in Literature. His poems contain profound religious and philosophical views, and Tagore's poems enjoy epic status in India, such as Gitanjaly, Birds, Sand in the Eyes, Four Men, Family and the World, Gardeners Collection, New Moon, The Last Poetry, Gora and Crisis of Civilization.
9. A poem about maternal love "Poem for Mother"
The mother doesn't know her son yet.
Want to be a poet
I dare not tell her either.
I'm afraid of scaring my mother who has never seen the world.
Last year, October 11th of the lunar calendar.
Today is my mother's birthday.
I told my mother that I put you
It is written in my poem.
Mother stared at me for a while.
Then I laughed.
Laugh till tears come out. ...
To Mother: Clear Water/Words
A pair of reading glasses. I saw it from there.
sunlight
Tilt to the west. My mother
For a long time, she embroidered a pair of shoes in the sun.
Shaking needle
Step on the steps of the sun
Pull up this line, the distance between the earth and the sky-
The shadow of one arm
The setting sun disappeared in the grass.
Take off your reading glasses, my mother.
Sit down and take a nap. night breeze
From time to time, it brings laughter that children chase.
Mom, you are a lotus leaf, I am a red lotus, and the rain in my heart is coming. Except you, who is the shade under my sky?
-Bing Xin
Paper boat-send it to mom
moral integrity
I never refuse 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 place can only flow where I want it to go.
Mom, if you see a small white boat in your dream,
Don't be surprised that it dreams for no reason.
This was folded by your beloved daughter in tears.
Wanshui Qian Shan, please bring her love and sorrow home.