What are the poems about "Thanksgiving to parents and teachers"?

I can't find ten sentences. . .

1, but every inch of grass has a few feelings, and it is rewarded with three spring rays. -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?

Put mother in the ditch and leave her home in the shade. -Wang Anshi's Tenth Five-Year Plan

Interpretation: Mother heard the cuckoo's voice on a full moon night, and she thought of her son who had run away from home.

I am ashamed of the son of man and dare not complain about the dust. -Jiang Shiquan's "Arriving Home at the End of the Year"

Interpretation: I bowed my head in shame, ashamed to be a son, and afraid to tell her about my wandering.

4, the mother is not a child, the child is not a mother, and there is no light crying during the day. -Bai Juyi's "Mother's Biezi"

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.

5, a loving mother leans on the door, and a wanderer is difficult. -Wang Mian's "Xuan Mo Map"

Interpretation: A kind mother leans against the door, expecting her children. It's hard for a wanderer to travel far away!

6. After the flowers are picked into honey, whoever works hard for them will be sweet. -Rowan's bees.

Interpretation: Bee, you have picked all the flowers and brewed nectar. Who are you working for and who do you want to taste the sweetness?

7. Worship the mother river beam and weep. -Huang Jingren "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.

8. The old bald mother covered the door and her sleeves were broken. -whose son is Han Yu?

Interpretation: The white-haired old mother is crying behind the door, holding her sleeves and crying.

Original text:

1, Wandering Sons

Author: 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.

Grass can't repay the kindness of warm sun.

2. Tenth Five-Year Plan

Author: Wang 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.

Step 3 get home at the end of the year

Author: Jiang shiquan?

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 complain about the dust.

4, "Mother Biezi"

Author: Bai Juyi

Mother and son,

A son is different from a mother,

There was no light during the day and I cried bitterly.

Guan, general, general of a title of generals in ancient times,

Last year, I violated the new policy

Give 2 million dollars,

Luoyang welcomes people with flowers.

Newcomers welcome old people to abandon,

A thorn in the side, a thorn in the flesh.

It's not sad enough to welcome the new and abandon the old.

Sad to stay at your home for two children.

Walking for the first time, sitting for the first time,

Sitting there crying and grabbing at other people's clothes.

With your new elegance,

My mother and son are separated.

Not as good as the black magpie in the forest,

Mothers don't lose young males and females.

It should be like peach trees and plum trees in the garden.

Flowers fluttered on the branches with the wind.

Couple, couple, listen to me,

Luoyang infinite red chamber girl.

I hope the general will make a great contribution,

There are more newcomers than you.

5. "Xuan Mo Map"

Author: 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.

6.bees

Author: Luo yin?

No matter underground or on the mountain, where there are flowers in full bloom, there are bees busy.

Bee, you harvest flowers to make nectar. Who has worked hard and who wants to taste the sweetness?

7. "Don't be an old mother"

Author: 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.

8. "Whose son"

Author: Han Yu

Who is not crazy, who is not crazy, who will go to the palace to call the Taoist priest?

The old white-headed mother hid her face and cried bitterly, and her shirt sleeves were torn.

Cui Mei's bride, twenty years old, sent her home and cried all over the city.

Or Yun wants to learn to fight, Mu Biqiang.

It's also vulgar and ordinary, risking your position.

Although there are legends about immortals, everyone who knows them knows their falsehood.

Sages can be bullied, but how can they die of poverty?

Alas, Yu Xincheng is my brother, and I am willing to teach in the end.

It's never too late to punish a hundred strategies.

Whose relatives and friends can pity me and write my poems as gifts?

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