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.
2. Ancient poems about maternal love (online, etc. ).
Tang mengjiao
The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son. She sewed it carefully, mended it thoroughly,
Afraid that the delay would make him come home late. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?
Bielaomu
Qing Huang Zhongze
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.
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.
Arrive home at the end of the year
Qing Jiang Shi quan
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.
human
Tang Bai Juyi
Mothers are different from children, and children are different from mothers. During the day, there are no lights and crying.
General Guan, an ancient general title, won a new title last year.
Welcome Luoyang as a flower with a gift of 2 million yuan.
New people welcome old people and abandon them. Lotus in the palm is a thorn in the side.
It's not sad to welcome the new and abandon the old, it's sad to leave two children at home.
At first, I walked with my hands. At first, I sat and cried and grabbed people's clothes.
With your new beauty, my mother and son will be separated.
It is best to have a crow and a magpie in the forest, and the mother will not lose the young males and females.
It should be like a peach and plum tree in the garden, with flowers falling on the branches with the wind.
Newlyweds, newlyweds, listen to me, Luoyang infinite red chamber girl.
I hope the general will make contributions and there will be more new people who are better than you.
Xuan Mo diagram
Wang Yuan cotton
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.
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.
Bai Juyi cries at night in Ciwu.
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 kindness.
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.
The Book of Songs Li Feng Kaifeng
The wind blew from the south, blowing his spine. I want to die, and my mother has a reward.
The wind blows from the south, and the wind blows from the other side. God, I have no family.
Is there any cold in the spring? Under Xun. With seven children, my mother is very hard.
The yellow bird, with its voice. There are seven children, don't comfort your mother.
3. Poems and famous sayings about maternal love 2006-10-191:02: 01All the glory and pride in the world come from mothers.
(Gorky) Motherly love is a great 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 sleep in it without sweetness? (Hugo) The sweetest word a person's lips can utter is mother, and the best call is "mother". (Ji Bolun) Motherly love is the greatest power in the world.
Everyone is a friend when you succeed. But only mother-she is a partner in failure.
(Zheng Zhenduo) How intense, selfish and fanatical maternal love is, occupying our whole hearts. (Duncan) How similar mothers all over the world are! Their hearts are always the same.
Every mother has a very pure heart. (Whitman) All the glory and pride in the world come from mothers.
(Gorky) One of the most beautiful things in life is maternal love, which is selfless love, and morality is dwarfed by it. (Japan) Mom, where you are, you are the happiest place (Britain) Everything else in the world is fake and empty, and only mother is real, eternal and immortal.
Mother in memory! Dearest lover, you are all my happiness and friendship. (France) How intense, selfish and fanatical maternal love is. (Duncan) In a child's mouth and heart, the mother is God.
(British) Motherly love is the best of human emotions, because it is not mixed with luck. (France) Women are fragile, but mothers are strong. (France) Without the help of selfless and self-sacrificing maternal love, children's hearts would be a desert. (British) children! When you were very young, I spent a lot of time teaching you to eat slowly with spoons and chopsticks. Teach you to tie your shoelaces, button buttons and slide; Teach you to dress, comb your hair and blow your nose.
How much I miss these little things with you, so when I can't remember clearly and can't answer, please give me some time, wait for me, let me think again, and I may forget what I will say in the end. Kid! We practiced hundreds of times to learn the first doll song, have you forgotten? Do you still remember that I always rack my brains to answer those "why" that come out of nowhere every day? Therefore, I often repeat old stories and hum children's songs when I was a child. Understand me, let me continue to indulge in these memories! I hope you can chat with me! Now, my child, I often forget to button and tie my shoelaces. Clothes get dirty when you eat, and your hands keep shaking when you comb your hair. Don't push me, be more patient and gentle with me. As long as you are with me, there will be a lot of warmth in my heart.
Kid! Now, my feet are unstable and I can't walk, so please hold my hand tightly and stay with me. Slowly, that's it, I will take you step by step. Maternal love, regardless of the appearance of maternal love, regardless of maternal love in spring, summer, autumn and winter, lofty and great maternal love, infinite loyalty, regardless of whether you are peaceful or uneasy, regardless of whether you are successful or unsuccessful, maternal love is everywhere. It is she who accompanies you to experience life, and it is she who flies over the phoenix. Changhong, who has made a day, does not understand maternal love, and you lose the true meaning of life. How can a mother fall into poverty and miss peace? With our hands, we can touch and dye the radiant Chae Yeon, and with our love, we can comprehensively measure and care for our mother. It is also the sublimation and purification of you and me. Try to dry your tears for your mother and enjoy the magnificence! Maternal love, regardless of the appearance of maternal love, regardless of maternal love in spring, summer, autumn and winter, lofty and great maternal love, infinite loyalty, regardless of whether you are peaceful or uneasy, regardless of whether you are successful or unsuccessful, maternal love is everywhere. It is she who accompanies you to experience life, and it is she who flies over the phoenix. Changhong, who has made a day, does not understand maternal love, and you lose the true meaning of life. How can a mother fall into poverty and miss peace? With our hands, we can touch and dye the radiant Chae Yeon, and with our love, we can comprehensively measure and care for our mother. It is also the sublimation and purification of you and me. Try to dry your tears for your mother and enjoy the magnificence! When we replayed the film "Mother" over and over again, we burst into tears and we were completely integrated with our mother. Mother is like a long movie, which will always be treasured in our admired hearts.
4. Poems on Motherly Love: Wandering sons, Meng Jiao, a thread in the hands of a loving mother, make clothes for her wayward son's body.
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?
Note: 1. Wanderer: A person who travels far away. 2, fear: worry.
3, inch grass: the metaphor is very small. 4. Sanchunhui: refers to the kindness of loving mothers.
Sanchun: Spring lasts for three months. Formerly known as Meng Chun in the first month of the lunar calendar, mid-spring in February and Ji Chun in March; Hui, sunshine; Describe maternal love as the warm sunshine in spring.
5. Yin said 6. Return: A kind mother holds a needle and thread in her hand and makes new clothes for the children who come from afar. Before leaving, she was busy sewing for fear that the child would never come back.
Who can say that a little grass-like filial piety of a son can repay the kindness of a loving mother like Chunhui? .
5. Poems about maternal love The poems about maternal love are as follows:
1. The prodigal son of Meng Jiao in 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?
Translation:
The kind mother is holding a needle and thread in her hand, making new clothes for the children who are going on a long trip. Before leaving, he sewed the needle tightly for fear that his son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who said that a weak and filial person can repay the kindness of such a loving mother as Chunhui Puze?
Creative background:
The Wandering Son was written by Meng Jiao of Liyang. The author was homeless in his early years and did not become a magistrate of Liyang County until he was 50 years old. After years of wandering, he lives with his mother. This poet, who has experienced the cold world, cherishes his family more, so he wrote this touching poem to praise his mother.
2. Figure 1 of Xuan Mo by Wang Mian in Yuan Dynasty.
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.
Translation:
Brilliant daylily was 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.
Wang Mian
Wang Mian, a poet, writer, calligrapher and painter in Yuan Dynasty, was born in Zhuji, Zhejiang. Born in a farmhouse. He lost his father when he was young, herded cattle in the Qin family, painted lotus flowers every day, and studied under the ever-burning lamp of the temple at night. He is knowledgeable, poetic and green. Living in seclusion in Jiulishan, selling paintings for a living. Plum blossom painting takes rouge as the plum blossom bone, or the flowers are dense and numerous, which has a unique style and is also good at writing bamboo stones. He can also carve and use Elaeagnus as printing material. According to legend, he initiated it. He is the author of Zhu Zhai Ji and Poem Inscription.
6. Poems and songs about maternal love 1. Motherly love is like the sun. No matter how long, no matter where you go, you will feel her light and warmth.
2. Motherly love is bitter advice when you are confused; Motherly love is an earnest reminder when traveling; Motherly love is a kind smile when you are lonely and helpless.
3. Motherly love is the sun that warms the soul; Maternal love is the rain and dew that moistens the soul; Motherly love is fertile soil for irrigating the soul; Motherly love is a rainbow that beautifies the soul.
There is a kind of love that is praised by the world. There is a kind of love that can make people feel the warmth it brings all the time. This kind of love is maternal love. Motherly love is like a burning sun, an oil lamp in the dark, a sweater in winter, and a mountain stream. Little by little, the trickle merged into a gurgling stream, and the care bit by bit merged into a deep maternal love.
5. Motherly love is the warm sun, the light dedicated to her; It is a vast ocean, revealing a broad mind; It is a fertile soil, raising children to grow sturdily. The greatness of maternal love lies in its selflessness. Motherly love is a crutch in difficulties. When you stumble and appreciate American classic literature, it helps you find a good center of gravity and prop up a hopeful Yuan Ye.
6, maternal love is a drop of dew, kissing the dry soil, it uses the warmth of drizzle, with the persistence of diamonds, looking forward to the fertility of breaking ground; Motherly love is not the freezing point in life, but a flowing river, which creates beautiful emotional scenes in our lives.
7. What is maternal love? I can't give an exact definition. I only know that she waited for me eagerly before I was born, and cared about me and pestered me during my growth. This kind of love even penetrated into every pore of me until she exhausted herself, and I didn't understand it until very late.
8. Motherly love is a kite in trouble. When your loyalty is low, elegant melody comes and your eyes turn green immediately. Motherly love is a landscape painting. Wash away the lead sculpture and make it fresh and natural.
9. Motherly love is a cloud in the sky. It always lets the hot sun pass her body first, giving the earth wind and rain, and calming maternal love. It is the sunshine after the rain that keeps the washed earth lying in her arms forever, writing colorful life dreams in the high sky. Motherly love is an intoxicating spring breeze, a drizzle that nourishes everything, a laughter that accompanies you all your life, and your persistent yearning for wandering the ends of the earth.
10, maternal love is like sunshine, everything you feel and think of is hot! Motherly love is an idyllic poem, leisurely and clean; Motherly love is a landscape painting, natural and fresh; Motherly love is a song, tactfully affectionate.
7. What are the poems about maternal love?
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?
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A loving mother makes clothes for her long-distance 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?
2, Xuan Mo map, a.
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.
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Brilliant daylily was 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.
Step 3 think of your mother
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.
4. Birds
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Who says many people's lives are insignificant? As common as flesh and blood.
I advise you not to hit the branch bird. My son is waiting for his mother to come back in the nest.
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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!
5, 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.
8. Poetry aphorisms about maternal love, etc. Shishi: I have to go, Mom.
When I left,
With tears
No turning back
Dare not look back.
I know that casual looking back
Will make your casual eyes
A bitter smile will keep me.
I know
There must be a smile on your face.
But your heart is crying, mom.
I know in my heart.
You just said: Go ahead, son.
Mother will wait for you when the tired child comes back.
I'm leaving, mom.
When I left,
With tears
Dare not look back.
When I turned the maple grove in front of the door,
You can't see me.
When the wet tears of Fenglin flow from my heart.
You can't see me.
It's just, mom
I can't hold it any longer, and my tears are as hard to stop as a thread.
I turned around, mom.
I dare to turn back.
I'd better turn around.
Although tears can't see loess
But I know
Mom, you still hold the door and watch your son.
For a long time, I don't want to look back.
How many times have I cried and cried in my dreams?
Mom, I want to go home.
How many times have I seen it in my dream, mom?
You gently use your warm hands
Touch my crying wound
Oiy mom
I know, you are always behind me.
With an encouraging expression
There is hope in her eyes.
With a waiting smile ...
I know, mom.
You've been standing behind me.
Every midnight dream.
There is always a voice: go, son.
Mother will wait for you when the tired child comes back.
As the saying goes:
It is not until we become parents ourselves that we can truly appreciate the great efforts our parents have made for us.
No matter where his son goes, his mother's thoughts will follow him.
Mother thought that the Yangtze River was long; Children miss their mothers and have long shoulders.
A kind-hearted mother made clothes for her wayward son's body. She sewed them carefully and repaired them thoroughly, fearing that the delay would make him go home late.
Motto: 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)
Song: Lyrics, singing Joey Yung.
It might be easier to watch you talk.
Three words are thicker than water.
Since I was born.
Never stop
You are my pillar, too.
Motivation and significance
You make me cry, you make me laugh,
Let me feel that love is real.
Thank you for your concern and free love.
The years are long and hard.
You always give priority to my likes and dislikes.
In case I don't get the closest protection
Oh, I love you!
But I know you have dreams.
Or give me a lifetime.
There are many kinds in the world.
Love and love are interactive.
Not as good as this kind of love
Can concentrate completely.
Yes, I know,
I always do.
You make me cry, you make me laugh,
Let me feel that love is real.
Thank you for your concern and care over the years.
The years are long and hard.
No matter how heavy I am, I won't abandon me.
Never selfish, afraid of disappointment
Oh, I love you!
Yes, I love you,
I always do.
9. Poems about maternal love, 1, but how much love does that inch of grass have, and how much is it rewarded with three rays of spring? -Don Meng Jiao's Wandering Sons
Interpretation: Who dares to say that children are weak and filial as grass, and they can repay the kindness of loving mothers like Chunhui Puze?
2. My parents didn't know that they were separated until they came. Paying attention to clothes was like dying. -Don Wang Jian's Crossing the Liao River
Interpretation: When I went to war, my parents knew that it would be difficult to get together again in this life, so they asked me to get dressed again, as if mourning for my death.
3, heavy sewing can not bear to take lightly, with the old thread of loving mother on it. -Qing Zhou Shouchang, "Drying Old Clothes"
Interpretation: I want to make it up again, but I can't bear to open the old clothes easily and change the position of the old cloth. For my son, every stitch in this old dress contains the love of my mother.
4, bow down to the mother river beam, tears flow. -Huang Qing Ren Jing's "Don't be an old mother"
Commentary: Because I'm going to He Liang to make a living, I opened the curtain and reluctantly said goodbye to my old mother. Seeing my white-haired old mother, I couldn't help crying and my tears dried up.
5, you are good to your mother, but you are willing to be like a person. -Tang Baorong's "Go to Laoshan and Stay in Meng Jiao"
Interpretation: Only by obeying the mother's wishes can we be worthy of the mother's nurturing grace and a person.
6, the old white-headed mother covered the door, and the sleeve was broken. -Don Han Yu's Whose Son
Interpretation: The white-haired old mother closed the door and cried, even if she broke her sleeves, she couldn't stay.
7. Frosted reed flowers shed tears and wet clothes, and their heads are helpless. -Song Yugong "Missing Mother"
Interpretation: Seeing the autumn frost blowing reeds all over the sky, I shed sad tears. My white-haired old mother will never look forward to my visit at the door again. Chai Men, a person who relies on the old to sell the old.
10. Please tell me some famous sayings, poems and proverbs about maternal love. All the glory and pride in the world come from mothers. 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 sleep in it without sweetness? (Hugo) Mom is there, which is the happiest place. (British) One of the most beautiful things in life is maternal love, which is selfless love, and morality is dwarfed by it. (Japan) The sweetest word a person's lips can utter is mother; The most beautiful name is "mom". (Ji Bolun) Motherly love is the greatest power in the world. Everyone is a friend when you succeed. But when you fail, only your mother is your partner. Everything in the world may be false and empty, but only maternal love is real, eternal and immortal. (India) Mother in Memory! Dear lover, you are all my happiness and friendship. (France) How intense, selfish and fanatical maternal love is, occupying our whole hearts and feelings. (Duncan) In a child's mouth and heart, mother is God. (British) How similar mothers all over the world are! Their hearts are always the same. Every mother has an extremely pure heart. (Whitman) Maternal love is the most beautiful of human emotions, because it is not mixed with luck. (France) Women are the most vulnerable, but mothers are strong. (France) Without the help of selfless and self-sacrificing maternal love, children's hearts would be a desert. (UK).