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?
Translation:
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. "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.
Translation:
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, "Mother Biezi"
Tang Dynasty: 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.
Translation:
Mothers are different from children, and children are different from mothers. The sunshine in the daytime seems to have lost its luster because of sadness, and the crying is infinitely miserable. The family lives in Chang 'an, Kansai, and her husband is a general in a high position. Last year, he was awarded a knighthood for his outstanding military exploits. I also got a reward of 2 million, so I married a bride as beautiful as flowers and pure as jade in Luoyang.
If the bride is not satisfied when she comes, she will ask her husband to abandon her wife; She is the lotus in his palm, and I am the nail in their eyes. It is human nature to like the new and hate the old, and it is not enough to be sad. I will pack my bags and leave helplessly. But sadly, her husband's family still has two biological children left. One can walk by the bed and the other can sit up.
The sitting child is crying, and the walking child is clutching my clothes. You and your wife are new lovers, but you never let our mother and son meet again. At this moment, my heart is full of unspeakable sadness. People's fickle feelings are not as good as the black magpie in the forest. Mothers don't leave their chicks, and males always take care of them.
This scene is like a peach tree in the backyard. The petals that once covered the greenhouse have fallen with the wind, and the young fruits will still hang on the top of the tree to experience frost, snow and rain. Rookie, rookie, listen to me. There are countless beautiful women in Luoyang Red Chamber. I hope the general will achieve something in the future and marry a more exquisite bride than you.
4. "Xuan Mo Figure 1"
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.
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.
5. "National wind, high wind and triumphant wind"
Pre-Qin Dynasty: Anonymous
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.
Translation:
The breeze is blowing from the south, blowing on the buds of jujube trees. Jujube trees are tender and strong, and mothers are busy raising children. The south wind is warm, and jujube trees grow into firewood. The mother is reasonable and kind, and she doesn't blame her if her son is not good. Cold spring water is cool, and the source is next to Junyi. The mother raised seven children, and the son grew into a tired mother. The yellowbird is singing euphemistically. It's so beautiful and noisy. It is difficult to comfort a mother who has raised seven children.
2. Poems describing the mother's nurturing grace. Ten Thanksgiving Poems
Do your best until you die. (Zhuge Liang's "Model")
Crows have the intention of feeding back, and sheep know the grace of kneeling and nursing.
A drop of grace will be rewarded by a spring.
Grass can't repay the kindness of warm sun.
Bees suck honey from flowers and thank campers when they leave. The grandiose butterfly thinks that flowers should thank him. Tagore
People help me and don't forget; I help people, remember. -Hua
Every favor has a barb, which will hook the mouth that devours it, and the benefactor can drag it wherever he wants-Don.
Ingratitude is worse than lying, vanity, rap, drunkenness or other evils that exist in the hearts of vulnerable people-English proverb
Mean people are always ungrateful: ingratitude is part of meanness-Hugo
An ungrateful person is hopeless if he is in trouble-Greek proverb
If a person suffers great compassion and then turns against his benefactor, he must take care of his own dignity and be more vicious than an irrelevant stranger. He must prove the guilt of the other party to explain his ruthlessness-Thackeray.
Gratitude is the smallest virtue, and ingratitude is the worst evil-English proverb
Ignorant people want to do good, but the result is not light; The little magpie plucked her mother's feathers and thought it was a reward for her mother's kindness-Tibetan proverb
Thanks to parents, water can't drown and fire can't be put out-Soviet proverb
Father's kindness is higher than the mountain, and mother's kindness is deeper than the sea-Japanese proverb
Knowing parents' kindness, holding children and grandchildren-Japanese proverb
Raising a child knows her mother's hard work, and raising a woman knows how to thank her-Japanese proverb
I didn't know my mother since I was a child, but I didn't know how to repay her until I brought up her children-Japanese proverb
I don't know how expensive rice is if I don't take charge; If you don't raise children, you don't know how to repay them-China proverb
My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed to me, teased me, nurtured me, nurtured me, cared about me, answered me, went in and out of my stomach, and wanted to repay my virtue.
Bite the ring and make grass, and repay kindness with kindness.
Unexpectedly, the silhouette of the lonely lamp at night is Xiao, and the child is like a dumpling, and the child is soaring.
You suddenly have frosty temples, skirts in spring and eyebrows in autumn.
In 32 years, heavy rain poured down, the sound of rain disappeared, and thoughts flooded.
I miss my loving mother's hard half life, kneel down to nurse the lamb and repay the present.
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Thanksgiving poem
When the white clouds float away
Who will stop wandering?
The dream of the sea beating the viola.
Mermaid smiles in heaven
The color of ancient wedding champagne
Through poppies
Her singing voice
should i stay or should i go？
Never give up hope
Christmas of elk in snowy forest
The beautiful princess fell asleep.
In the legendary night sky
Countless pearls and delicious food have not been picked.
The lair of time
The light of angel's flying wings
Through the gardens of Babylon
God is a woman.
Her incarnation is not the sun god.
Charming daughter
The valley of the desert Gobi
More luxurious than a palace.
Rivers are the mother of living things.
Holy waves make everything eternal.
Colorful flowers are rain.
Beautiful women who lit up ancient Egypt
When the white clouds float away
I have to go back.
The dream of the sea beating the viola.
Mermaid smiles in heaven
The color of champagne at the prince's wedding
Through poppies
Her singing voice
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?
Confucius said: Parents are here, so don't travel far.
Grace wants to repay kindness, resentment wants to forget; Short complaints are long rewards.
Mom and Dad
thank you
Brought me here.
Beautiful world
thank you
Gave me free air.
bright sunshine
thank you
Teaching earnestly
Sincere entrustment
I have grown up.
And you're old
Grateful to the humble grass
Did you repay the kindness of generous Sun?
I will give you a sincere filial piety.
I wish you health forever.
3. What are the poems about "Mother's Grace"? 1, "Guo e"
Pre-Qin Dynasty: Anonymous
It's me, Polygonum hydropiper. Artemisia argyi is a bandit. Mourn for my parents and give birth to me.
I am a loser, but I am a thief. Mourn for my parents and give birth to me.
My father gave birth to me and my mother bowed to me. Caress me, feed me, grow me, raise me.
Take care of me, answer me, get in and out of my abdomen. The virtue of wanting to repay kindness. Heaven is so chaotic!
Look, mugwort has grown taller, but it's not mugwort, it's mugwort. Pity my parents, it's too hard to raise me! Look at the wormwood that snuggles up to each other, but it's not wormwood, it's Wei Pity my parents, it's too tiring to raise me!
Dad, you gave birth to me. Mom, you raised me. You protect me, love me, support my growth, nurture me, think that I don't want to leave me, go out and hug me. I want to repay my parents' kindness, and the disasters in the old society are unpredictable!
2. Huainanzi
H: Liu An
A loving father loves his son and asks nothing in return.
A loving mother loves her children, not letting them repay her.
3. Advise filial piety songs
Qing: Xu Xi
In October, the baby is heavy and the reward is light.
Mother's kindness to be pregnant in October is too heavy, even if it is repaid with three lives, it feels too light.
4. "Enlarge the sages"
Ming: Anonymous
Sheep have the grace of kneeling and nursing, and crows have the meaning of feeding back.
Lambs are grateful to kneel down to receive breast milk, little crows have the kindness to feed their mothers, and children should know how to be filial to their parents.
5. The Wandering Son
Don: 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.
But how much love an inch of grass has is three times!
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?
4. Wandering Poem-Meng Jiao (Tang Dynasty), a thread in the hands of a loving mother, made 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?
Send my mother back to her hometown. ""I'm stranded in the vast gu, and I'm a prisoner of Chu. 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! "Don't go to the mother river beam, sorrow tears in vain.
This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time. "Farewell to Mother" pulls the curtain to bid farewell to the mother's river beam, worrying in vain and looking at her eyes dry.
This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time. Bing Xin's Paper Boat-For Mom: Mom, if you see a small white boat in your dream, don't be surprised that he dreams for no reason.
This is the tearful folding of your beloved daughter, Wanshui Qian Shan. Please let it bring her love and sadness home. Shu Ting-Oh, Mom, your pale fingertips are touching my temple/I can't help but hold on to your skirt as I did when I was a child/Oh, Mom/In order to keep your faded figure/Although the morning light has cut the dream into wisps of smoke/I still dare not open my eyes for a long time/I still cherish that bright red scarf/I'm afraid that washing will make it/lose your unique warmth/Oh, Isn't the running water of mother/years just as heartless/I'm afraid that my memory will fade/how dare I open its screen easily/I cried a thorn to you/Now I'm wearing a crown of thorns, and I dare not/I dare not moan/Oh, my mother/I often look up at your photos sadly/Although the call can penetrate the loess/How dare I disturb your sleep/I dare not show the sacrifice of love like this/Although I have written many songs, mother/. Praise mother. Mother is a big ship, carrying us to the sea, pursuing the mystery of life and exploring the world. Mother is a magical mountain, which contains everything that makes us strong. Our mother is a touching song, taking us everywhere with her beautiful tunes, singing the history of the motherland. Mother is the spring breeze, which blows everything in the world and brings vitality. Mother is a spring rain. Mom, I love you, and you are my eternal love = = a hymn to my mother. When I was a child, I heard that the moon is like a mother, the stars in the sky are all her children, and the stars are like many brothers and sisters, loving each other in a big family.
My mother was speechless when she traveled for the first time after growing up. You sewed the clothes with your own hands, and even your selfless heart like the moon and all your love were put into my bag. In that starry dream, how many times did you cover the quilt that fell on one side for me, and the tears I missed knocked on the road under my feet. Every tear is a poem praising mother.
Mom, I saw the smiling face of the sun again, your bright eyes. Mom, I know that as long as there is sunny land, your smile will always exist. Mom who touches the land kisses the crops. The sunshine on your body casts your metal character and records your strong and persistent mother. I know that your sunny smile stays in the land where you work, growing a green hope, growing the happiness of children's growth, growing the story of not bowing to poverty, and growing your mature mother-to-be. I know that your sunny smile stays in the farmhouse, lighting up the kitchen fire, lighting up the symphony of pots and pans, lighting up the strong voice of your life and the mother of your children with boiling blood. I know that your sunny smile has strengthened children's confidence to walk out of the mountains and open their hands to the outside world to meet the storm. Mom, I know that your sunny smile is destined that your hands will never give up labor-related words. In your opinion, the lifelong verb is just a simple repetition of the mother. I know that no matter where I go and how far the road ahead is, your smile will accompany and warm my travel and my heart. Mom, I know your smile shines in the sun. The sun shines on your smile.
5. Poems expressing kindness to parents: wandering poems
Author: Meng Jiao era: Tang genre: Yuefu.
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?
Rhyme translation:
The kind mother has a needle and thread in her hand.
In order to make new clothes for children who travel far away.
Before she left, she was busy sewing.
It's really worrying that the child will never come back.
Who can say a little grass-like filial piety,
Can you repay the kindness of a loving mother like Chunhui?
Comments:
? This is an ode to maternal love. This poem eulogizes the great beauty of human nature-maternal love.
? In the first two sentences of the poem, the person written is mother and son, and the thing written is thread and clothes, but it is pointed out that mother and son depend on each other.
The flesh-and-blood love of life. The two sentences in the middle focus on the actions and attitudes of loving the mother, showing the deep commitment of the mother to her son.
Love. Although there are no words and no tears, it is full of pure love, which is gripping and tearful. The last two sentences are the first.
The sublimation of the four sentences, with the metaphor of popular images, entrusted the enthusiasm of the childlike love and the motherly love like spring.
How can you repay your children in case?
? There is no flowery rhetoric or clever carving in the whole poem, and it is full of richness in the fresh, smooth and plain language.
Rich and mellow poetry, sincere and sincere, has touched the heartstrings of many readers for thousands of years and caused thousands of wanderers to sing.
Famous sayings about gratitude
Do your best until you die. (Zhuge Liang's "Model")
Crows have the intention of feeding back, and sheep know the grace of kneeling and nursing.
A drop of grace will be rewarded by a spring.
Grass can't repay the kindness of warm sun.
Bees suck honey from flowers and thank campers when they leave. The grandiose butterfly thinks that flowers should thank him. Tagore
People help me and don't forget; I help people, remember. -Hua
Every favor has a barb, which will hook the mouth that devours it, and the benefactor can drag it wherever he wants-Don.
Ingratitude is worse than lying, vanity, rap, drunkenness or other evils that exist in the hearts of vulnerable people-English proverb
Mean people are always ungrateful: ingratitude is part of meanness-Hugo
An ungrateful person is hopeless if he is in trouble-Greek proverb
If a person suffers great compassion and then turns against his benefactor, he must take care of his own dignity and be more vicious than an irrelevant stranger. He must prove the guilt of the other party to explain his ruthlessness-Thackeray.
Gratitude is the smallest virtue, and ingratitude is the worst evil-English proverb
Ignorant people want to do good, but the result is not light; The little magpie plucked her mother's feathers and thought it was a reward for her mother's kindness-Tibetan proverb
Thanks to parents, water can't drown and fire can't be put out-Soviet proverb
Father's kindness is higher than the mountain, and mother's kindness is deeper than the sea-Japanese proverb
Knowing parents' kindness, holding children and grandchildren-Japanese proverb
Raising a child knows her mother's hard work, and raising a woman knows how to thank her-Japanese proverb
I didn't know my mother since I was a child, but I didn't know how to repay her until I brought up her children-Japanese proverb
I don't know how expensive rice is if I don't take charge; If you don't raise children, you don't know how to repay them-China proverb
My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed to me, teased me, nurtured me, nurtured me, cared about me, answered me, went in and out of my stomach, and wanted to repay my virtue.
Bite the ring and make grass, and repay kindness with kindness.
Unexpectedly, the silhouette of the lonely lamp at night is Xiao, and the child is like a dumpling, and the child is soaring.
You suddenly have frosty temples, skirts in spring and eyebrows in autumn.
In 32 years, heavy rain poured down, the sound of rain disappeared, and thoughts flooded.
Remembering the hard work of the loving mother for half her life, I knelt on the suckling lamb to repay the present.
6. Don't say goodbye to your old mother, Huang Jingren.
I went to worship the mother river beam, and I was worried about my tears.
This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time.
In the west, I resigned from my mother's grave and went to bed.
The sun on the top of the mountain is dim, and few birds stay alone at dusk.
The forest was empty, but Ding Ning told me to go home early.
Feng/Liang Zhu Liao Xingzhi
My mother is very kind and lives a long life. Blessing your family is really rare in recent days. Sister Qiu is over 69 this year. Corning can inherit my loving mother. I hope to be kind and generous. I wish you and your mother long life. How many women am I? Huatang chitose longevity wine.
Wu Xie Kaifu Fan Luo Aohuang Tingjian
Fold up fragrant light clothes and bring spring scenery into the book curtain.
When I got home, my loving mother asked me in surprise, saying that the prince and grandson had taken off their presents.
At first, it was Huang Tingjian from Hu Aishan.
The wind and the snow cap are in another forest, and the purple swallow oriole is in late summer.
The three cauldrons are exhausted by the ancients, and the loving mother looks forward to returning to her heart in one year.
How can I rest when I am working hard? I can't help but see the power of mountains.
I want to see the sunset on three paths, and I will scream and scream.
Send it to Zhang Zhongmou and Huang Tingjian
Fortunately, Zhang Gongzi, clear autumn should be bitter.
Wear the motherly thread, no money for travelers.
Say goodbye to Tianque in the morning and evening, and return to comfort Shen Lu.
Huanghua is a bottle of wine, pour it with you.
Xuanmo Yitu 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.
Qu Qiubai, a poem weeping for his mother.
If you are poor, you will not kiss, and the blue shirt will add new tears.
Hungry and cold, no one asked me this day, and I fell on my beloved son.
Four-character Poem: Salute to Mother Mao Zedong
Alas, my mother died suddenly.
Fifty-three years old, seven children.
Seven sons and three more, namely Qin.
Other infertile women and two men.
It is difficult to prepare a calendar for raising a younger brother.
Destroy the mill, so get sick.
In the middle, everything is sad.
I can't bear to die, waiting for Xu Wen to vomit.
Today, there are only two endings:
A virtue, a hatred.
My mother has a high wind and advocates fraternity.
The distance is near and far, and it is repetitive.
Kay was moved by her kindness.
Love is sincere.
No slander, no cheating.
Finishing is natural and not deceptive at all.
Hand ze, very organized.
Fine mind, reasonable points.
Nothing can be counted, and nothing can be hidden.
The wind of cleanliness is everywhere.
There is no dust inside or outside.
Five virtues are the big end.
Conform to his personality, as in the world.
Hate is partial, the last of the three cardinal guides and the five permanent members.
Aspiring without reaching, seeking without reaching.
The mental pain is outstanding.
The sky is crowded with people and the ground is a corner.
Second, children are born and educated.
If it is not ripe, it will be green and yellow.
Holding hands when you are sick makes your heart ache.
But call your children and do everything well.
I'm pregnant again. I'm your baby.
Or belong to Su En, or work hard.
All relatives, big or small, should be reported.
To sum up, Shengde is honored.
If you are sincere, the effect will not be violated.
What you hate must be added.
I can't help thinking that I'm here.
The depth of parenting and the brilliance of spring.
When will it be reported? Beautiful birds are in the sea.
Alas, my mother is still alive.
Although the body is clumsy, the spirit is eternal.
One day, everyone will repay the kindness.
One day, you will be with your relatives.
It's a long story today, but time is pressing.
Only the big end, the shallow end.
At this time, the family will make a drink and do this.
After that, there is a saying that it is getting longer and longer.
Bai Juyi's Yan Shixiu Liu Sou
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.
7. Don't forget to repay your parents for their parenting. What are the ancient poems and sentences? 1, "Guo E"-I am an anonymous person in the pre-Qin period, and I am a bandit.
Mourn for my parents and give birth to me. I am a loser, but I am a thief.
Mourn for my parents and give birth to me. Look, mugwort has grown taller, but it's not mugwort, it's mugwort.
Pity my parents, it's too hard to raise me! Look at the wormwood that snuggles up to each other, but it's not wormwood, it's Wei Pity my parents, it's too tiring to raise me! 2, "Send Mother Home"-Li Shangyin's maternal love in the Tang Dynasty can't be repaid, what can he expect in life?
Mother's kindness can't be repaid, so what else is worth pursuing in life? 3, "Wanderer"-Tang Meng Jiao but how much love, nothing grows, three times spring. 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? 4, "Ancient Separation" Tang Dynasty: Meng Jiao wants to get rid of Langyi, where is it now? I won't blame you for coming back late. You can't go to Lin Qiong.
Interpretation: As parting approaches, the clothes issued by the leader ask: Where are you going this time? I won't blame you for coming back late. You must never go to Lin Qiong. 5. "National Wind Hurricane Kaifeng" Kaifeng came from the south and blew his backbone.
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. A breeze from the south blows the buds of jujube trees.
Jujube trees are tender and strong, and mothers are busy raising children. The south wind is warm, and jujube trees grow into firewood.
The mother is reasonable and kind, and she doesn't blame her if her son is not good. Cold spring water is cool, and the source is next to Junyi.
The mother raised seven children, and the son grew into a tired mother. The yellowbird is singing euphemistically. It's so beautiful and noisy.
It is difficult to comfort a mother who has raised seven children.
8. Poem about Mother 1, Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi's Mother Biezi.
Excerpts from the original text:
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.
Explanation:
Mothers are different from children, and children are different from mothers. The sunshine in the daytime seems to have lost its luster because of sadness, and the crying is infinitely miserable.
The family lives in Chang 'an, Kansai, and her husband is a general in a high position. Last year, he was awarded a knighthood for his outstanding military exploits.
I also got a reward of 2 million, so I married a bride as beautiful as flowers and pure as jade in Luoyang.
If the bride is not satisfied when she comes, she will ask her husband to abandon her wife; She is the lotus in his palm, and I am the nail in their eyes.
2. Tang Dynasty: Meng Jiao's "Prodigal Son"
Excerpts from the original text:
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?
Explanation:
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?
3. Yuan Dynasty: Wang Mian's "Figure 1 of Xuan Mo"
Excerpts from the original text:
A loving mother leans against the door, but a wanderer cannot walk.
May the sun be sparse and the day be fearful.
Explanation:
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.
4. Tang Dynasty: Li Bai's Twelve Nights of Answering the King.
Excerpts from the original text:
Was it a murderer? Slander three and mother's shock.
Talking to you, holding your hand. What's the honor and disgrace?
Explanation:
How could Zeng Shen be the murderer? However, Sanjin Yi Yan still shocked his mother.
Holding your hand and telling the truth, for me, honor and shame are already outside.
5. Qing Dynasty: Huang Jingren's "Don't be an old mother"
Excerpts from the original text:
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.
Explanation:
I'm going to He Liang, open the curtain and say goodbye to my mother. I feel sad and want to cry.
On this snowy night, I can't be filial to my mother, but I have to hide Chai Men's tragic death. I can't help sighing: What's the use of adopting a son? I still don't want it.