1. 5 ancient poems about mother (short ones are best)
1. "The Wandering Son" Tang Mengjiao
The thread in the hands of the loving mother, the clothes on the wandering child. Before leaving, there is a tight gap,
I am afraid that I will return later. Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light.
2. "Farewell to My Mother" by Huang Zhongze of the Qing Dynasty
Pulling up the curtains to pay homage to my mother and going to the river beam, I will be worried for a long time and my eyes will dry up with tears.
It was a miserable snowy night in Chaimen, and it was better to have no children than to have no children at this time.
3. "Tenth Five Years" King Anshi of the Song Dynasty
He sent his mother to Han ditch and left Bai Hanyin at home. When the moon comes out and Du Yu is heard, the north and the south are always concerned.
4. "Arrived Home at the End of the Year" by Jiang Shiquan of the Qing Dynasty
My love for my son is endless, and I am happy to return home. The cold clothes are densely stitched, and the letters home are freshly inked.
When we meet, I pity the thin man, and call him to ask about his hardships. I feel ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh in the dust.
5. "Mother Farewell Son" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Mother bids farewell to son, son bids farewell to mother, crying bitterly in the dark of day.
The general of the Kansai Hsing Cavalry, he captured Xin Ce Xun last year.
The imperial edict gave two million in money, and Luoyang welcomed people like flowers.
New people welcome and old people abandon them, the lotus in the palm is a thorn in the eye.
It is not enough to be sad to welcome the new and abandon the old. It is sad to leave two children in your family.
My mother and son have been separated for a long time because of the new Yanwan of your couple.
It is not as good as the crows and magpies in the forest. The mother does not lose her young, the male and the female.
It should be like the peach and plum trees in the garden, the flowers falling on the branches with the wind.
Newbies, newbies, listen to my words, Luoyang Unlimited Red Mansion Girl.
I hope that the general will be able to perform meritorious service again, and that there will be new people better than you.
6. "Motherly Love" by Yang Weizhen of the Yuan Dynasty
A loving mother loves her young, and Zhao Jiaguangyi is the crown prince.
The steps of the dragon and the tiger change day by day, and the dog follows the eagle and follows the trend.
Isn’t there a child six feet below the knee? Ah Zhao and Amei are not crotches.
The ghost lights are blurry at night, and the heavy snow is falling.
If hundreds of officials don’t hold Dong Hu’s pen, how can an orphan and a widower call her husband?
Suddenly, a silver pillar ax was pierced on the ground in front of the bed, causing trouble for the books in the golden cabinet of King Han.
7. "Mo Xuan Tu" Mian Wangmian of the Yuan Dynasty
The bright day lily flowers grow under the north hall.
The south wind blows his heart, shaking it for whom?
A loving mother leans on her door with love, but a wanderer’s journey is painful.
The sweet messages are sparse every day, and the sound and questions are blocked every day.
Looking up at the cloud forest, I feel ashamed to hear the wise birds singing.
8. "Whose Son" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty
Whose son is neither crazy nor crazy? He went to the king's house to praise the Taoist priest.
The white-headed old mother covered the door and cried, rolling up the broken sleeves of her shirt and leaving them in place.
The bride with green eyebrows was twenty years old, and she was driven back home and cried through the city.
Perhaps Yun wanted to learn how to play Feng Sheng, and admired Ling Fei as much as Xiao Shi.
It is also said that the customs of the time are based on ordinary people, and they strive to obtain noble positions through dangerous and strange practices.
Although there are legends about gods, those who know them will know that they are delusional.
A sage, a king, and a virtuous person can be deceived, but why should he die in a poor mountain?
Oh my brother, Yu Xincheng, I am willing to teach you from beginning to end.
It is not too late to punish him if he does not punish him.
Whoever has sympathy for his friends and relatives can write this poem to me as a gift.
9. "Dan Ge Xing" by Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty
When a person is born, the sun begins to rise. Going up the mountain late, going down the mountain quickly.
Thirty-six thousand dynasties for a hundred years, and the general will be strong for half a day at night.
Singing and dancing must be done early. Yesterday is better than today.
People think that men and women are good at birth, but they don’t know that men and women make people grow old.
Short song line, no music.
10. "Answers on behalf of an old man from Beizhou" by Zhang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
The old man went to Beizhou with a salary, and when he looked north to his hometown, he was worried about the visitors.
He said that the old man had three sons, and two of them died in the yellow sand.
Now that the children have grown up, they will be drafted again next year after hearing the news.
I know for sure that this separation will be scattered, and it is not as good as being together in death and life.
Lend your fields and houses to your neighbors, and return to your hometown alone.
No one knows how hard it is to have more descendants in this lifetime.
According to recent legends, the emperor respects martial arts and vegetables, and strengthens his troops to quell Hu Chen.
There is a long-term strategy to stabilize the border and self-healing, so there is no need to displace the Chinese.
11. "The Great Night Work" by Tang Gaoshi
The hotel is sleepless under the cold light, and the guest's heart becomes desolate.
I miss my hometown tonight, and worry about tomorrow for another year. 2. Four simple lines of ancient poems expressing maternal love
1. Missing Mother
Song Dynasty: Yu Gong
The frost wipes out the reed flowers and wets the clothes with tears, and the old man no longer leans on the firewood leaf. .
During the yellow plum rains in May last year, Zeng Dian returned home from shopping for rice.
Translation
How many times have I sat under the flowers and played the flute, but the red wall of the Milky Way seems so far away to me.
The stars in front of me are no longer the stars of last night. For whom did I stand in the wind and dew all night?
The lingering feelings are like silkworm cocoons, and the lingering heart is like peeled bananas. Recalling the scene on that full moon night when she was fifteen years old, I lamented that the glass of wine in my hand could no longer eliminate the sadness in my heart.
2. Farewell to Old Mother
Qing Dynasty: Huang Jingren
Pulling up the curtains to pay homage to my mother, go to the river beam, and I will be worried for a long time and my eyes will dry up with tears.
It was a miserable snowy night in Chaimen, and it was better to have no children than to have no children at this time.
Translation
Because I was going to Heliang to make a living, I lifted up the curtains and reluctantly said goodbye to my elderly mother. When I saw the gray-haired old mother, I couldn't help but burst into tears. Stop, the tears have dried up.
On this windy and snowy night, I couldn’t fulfill my filial piety by my mother’s side but had to cover my mother’s door and go away miserably. I couldn’t help but sigh: What’s the use of raising a son? It's better not to have one.
3. Yaochi
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
The window of Amu Qi in Yaochi opened, and the sound of yellow bamboo singing moved the earth to mourn.
The eight horses traveled thirty thousand miles in a day. Why would King Mu not do it again?
Translation
The Queen Mother of the West opened the window on Yaochi; she could only hear the sad voice of Huang Zhuge. The eight-horse chariot travels 30,000 miles a day; why did King Mu of Zhou break the contract and stop coming?
4. Seven of the Nine Quatrains
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
The poplar path is covered with white felt, and the lotus leaves are stacked with green coins on the stream. .
No one can see the pheasants on the bamboo shoots, and the chicks sleep next to their mothers on the sand.
Translation
The poplar fragments falling on the path are like white felt spread out, and the young lotus dotted on the stream are stacked one on top of another like bronze coins. No one has paid attention to the young bamboo shoots that have just sprouted from the ground next to the bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest. The newly hatched water ducks are sleeping sweetly next to their mother ducks on the beach.
5. Bird
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Who knows that the lives of all living beings are small? General flesh and bones, general skin.
I advise you not to kill the bird on the branch. The son is in the nest looking for his mother to return.
Translation
Who said the lives of these little birds are insignificant? All things in the universe have skins of flesh and blood. They are the same life, and there is no right to say which one is more important. I advise you not to hit the birds on the branches. The young birds are still in the nest waiting for their mother to return. You might kill a stone with one stone! 3. What are the ancient poems about praising maternal love (shorter)
Farewell to my mother
I bowed to my mother by the river,
My eyes are dry with white hair and tears.
It’s a miserable snowy night in Chaimen,
It’s better to have children than not to have children at this time.
Showing old clothes
The 30-year-old silk robe still exists, although the collar is torn but still warm.
It is heavily sewn and cannot be easily removed, and there are traces of old threads on it.
"Sending Mother Back to Hometown"
Stopping and looking around, I became a prisoner of Chu.
Sentiment arose from it, and tears choked my throat.
My loving mother Fang is seriously ill and wants to see a famous doctor.
I am in a hurry to pick up the car, but God will not spare me!
If there is nothing in return for maternal love, what more can we ask for in life!
1. With all the love and suffering, who knows my parents who love me? "Children's Talk"
2. The white-headed old mother covers the door and cries, and rolls up the sleeves of her shirt and leaves them in place. 〖Tang〗Han Yu
3. The thread in the hands of the loving mother, the clothes on the body of the wanderer. Departure thick seam, meaning fear of delay in return. Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light. 〖Tang〗Meng Jiao
4. A fetus in ten months is generous in kindness, but the repayment in three lifetimes is light. "Song of Encouragement to Filial Piety"
5. The mother calls the child to lie down when he is dry, while the mother sleeps wet when the child poops. "Song of Encouragement to Filial Piety"
6. The mother is suffering and the child is not seen, and the child is tired and the mother is uneasy. "Song of Encouraging Filial Piety"
7. My mother is one hundred years old and she often prays for her eighty-year-old son. "Song of Encouraging Filial Piety"
8. My father gave birth to me, my mother bowed to me, caressed me, raised me, raised me, nurtured me, cared for me, and restored me. "The Book of Songs"
9. The prodigal son does not feel cold when his loving mother is present. "Song of Encouragement to Filial Piety"
10. The mother's ceremonial bow is shining brightly, and the night stand in Wusu is silent. "Collection of Proverbs"
11. In the eyes of parents, children are always a part of themselves, and their children are opportunities for their ideal selves
12. I feel sorry for my parents, who worked so hard to give birth to me . "The Book of Songs"
13. Without a father, who can be a parent, and without a mother, who can rely on? "The Book of Songs"
14. The only love in the world that is not contaminated - that is maternal love. Ziyan
15. When you are successful, everyone is a friend. But only the mother - she is the companion in failure. Zheng Zhenduo
"You Zi Yin"
The loving mother's hand is on the line,
You Zi is wearing clothes.
Before leaving, there is a tight gap,
I am afraid that I will return late.
Who speaks of the heart of grass,
will be rewarded with three rays of spring. 4. Ancient poems about maternal love (all poems)
1. Thousands of love, thousands of kindnesses Bitter, do you know that my parents love me? "Children's Talk"
2. The white-headed old mother covers the door and cries, and rolls up the sleeves of her shirt and leaves them in place. 〖Tang〗Han Yu
3. The thread in the hands of the loving mother, the clothes on the body of the wanderer. Departure thick seam, meaning fear of delay in return. Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring. 〖Tang〗Meng Jiao
4. A fetus in ten months is generous in kindness, but the repayment in three lifetimes is light. "Song of Encouragement to Filial Piety"
5. The mother calls the child to lie down when he is dry, while the mother sleeps wet when the child poops. "Song of Encouragement to Filial Piety"
6. The mother is suffering and the child is not seen, and the child is tired and the mother is uneasy. "Song of Encouraging Filial Piety"
7. My mother is one hundred years old and she often prays for her eighty-year-old son. "Song of Encouraging Filial Piety"
8. My father gave birth to me, my mother bowed to me, caressed me, raised me, raised me, nurtured me, cared for me, and restored me. "The Book of Songs"
9. The prodigal son does not feel cold when his loving mother is present. "Song of Encouragement to Filial Piety"
10. The mother's ceremonial bow is shining brightly, and the night stand in Wusu is silent. "Collection of Proverbs"
11. In the eyes of parents, children are always a part of themselves, and their children are opportunities for their ideal selves
12. I feel sorry for my parents, who worked so hard to give birth to me . "The Book of Songs"
13. Who can be parents without a father, and who can rely on without a mother? "The Book of Songs"
14. The only love in the world that is not contaminated - that is maternal love. Ziyan
15. When you are successful, everyone is a friend. But only the mother - she is the companion in failure. Zheng Zhenduo 5. Ancient poems and verses describing maternal love
Ancient poems and verses describing maternal love
1. "Returning to the Old Mountains and Farewell to Mengjiao"
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There is no sharp edge in choosing wood, and there is no skill in choosing fish.
How to fail to measure your capabilities and end up in poverty in the middle.
The former is never tired of farming and never leaves his relatives for a day.
Now that I am thousands of miles away, my heart is not in my body.
She has a loving motherly heart and only wishes that she can be like a human being.
How much sericulture can be done, and clothes are always new.
Who can see such attentiveness when spitting out ruler silk after eating.
The other kings went back to the plow and burned the wheels with fire.
2. "Sending Zhang Shenming's Sutras to Jingzhou Province"
Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty
In the fifteenth year of Caiyi, Cheng Huan was in front of his loving mother.
Xiaolian paid tribute every year, and went to Qinchuan with oranges in his arms.
Among the four candidates, Xu Zhongxuan was the middle doctor.
Who wouldn’t admire the gods while boating on the river?
3. "Thinking of My Mother"
Tang Dynasty Yu Gong
Clothes are wet with tears of reed flowers in the frost, and the white head no longer leans on the firewood leaf.
During the yellow plum rains in May last year, Zeng Dian returned home from shopping for rice.
4. "Mo Xuan Tu"
Wang Mian of the Yuan Dynasty
"Mo Xuan Tu" Part 1
Cancan Hemerocallis Flowers , Luo Sheng is under the Beitang.
The south wind blows his heart, shaking it for whom?
A loving mother leans on her door with love, but a wanderer’s journey is painful.
The sweet messages are sparse every day, and the sound and questions are blocked every day.
Looking up at the cloud forest, I feel ashamed to hear the words of the wise birds.
"Mo Xuan Tu" Part 2
Hemerocallis grows in Beitang, the color is bright and good.
If you have enough to drink from it, how can you memorize it?
How can a son of man be filial and filial in his glory and haggardness?
It rained and frosted last night, and the sky in the river was getting older.
The wanderer failed to return, feeling very sad.
5. "Fifteen"
Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty
He took his mother to Han Valley and left Bai Han Yin at home.
When I heard about Du Yu in the bright moon, the north and the south were always concerned. 6. The shorter the poems describing mother's love, the better
Farewell to My Mother Huang Zhongze
I bowed to my mother by the river and went to the Liang River, white hair worried and crying.
Miserable On a windy and snowy night in Chaimen, it is better to have children than not to have children at this time.
"The Song of the Wandering Son"
The thread in the hands of the loving mother, and the clothes on the body of the wandering child.
Before leaving, I am afraid of returning late.
Whoever speaks an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring.
Poetry: Maternal Love
Maternal Love
It is the connection and integration of blood and veins
It is the blessing of children and the pain of mother
Mother's love
Like the spring wind
Only when it blows gently
will the earth become green
Mother's love
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They always let the scorching sun
drive through her body first
Bringing wind, rain and peace to the earth< /p>
Mother's love
is the glow after the rain
Always let the cleaned earth
lie in your arms without giving up
Write the colorful dream of life in the high sky 7. Ancient poems describing mother's love
Wandering Ziyin is a very famous poem, please add some.
"Farewell Old Mother" Qing Dynasty Huang Zhongze
He tied up his curtains and went to worship his mother, Heliang. He was so worried that his eyes dried up with tears.
It was a miserable snowy night in Chaimen, and it was better to have no children than to have no children at this time.
"Fifteen" King Anshi of the Song Dynasty
He sent his mother to Han ditch and left Bai Hanyin at home. When the moon comes out and Du Yu is heard, the north and the south are always concerned.
"Mother Farewell Son" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Mother bids farewell to son, son bids farewell to mother, crying bitterly in the day without light.
The general of the Kansai Hsing Cavalry, he captured Xin Ce Xun last year.
The imperial edict gave two million in money, and Luoyang welcomed people like flowers.
New people welcome and old people abandon them, the lotus in the palm is a thorn in the eye.
It is not enough to be sad to welcome the new and abandon the old. It is sad to leave two children in your family.
My mother and son have been separated for a long time because of the new Yanwan of your couple.
It is not as good as the crows and magpies in the forest. The mother does not lose her young, the male and the female.
It should be like the peach and plum trees in the garden, the flowers falling on the branches with the wind.
Newbies, newbies, listen to my words, Luoyang Unlimited Red Mansion Girl.
I hope that the general will be able to perform meritorious service again, and that there will be new people better than you.
"Great Night Works" by Tang Gaoshi
The hotel is sleepless under the cold light, and the guest's heart becomes desolate.
I miss my hometown tonight, and worry about tomorrow for another year.
"Buxu" Tang Sikong Picture
My mother taught Buxu, and Sanyuan Chang sent down the Peng Hu.
The rhymes and customs of Yunshao ceased, and the Yao harp stopped, and the luan and crane flew low to brush the treasure furnace.
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