Ancient filial piety poems
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.
Always how many tears, all dyed red hand-sewn clothes.
"My father is full of books and the bus is pestering me" (Shi Qisheng's "Writing in My Arms")
In October, the baby is heavy and the reward is light. -"Song of Persuading Filial Piety"
The blue sky wails, calling strict father; Clear water complains of blood every word, and every word cries for mother.
Don't teach your parents to suffer, and don't teach them to worry.
Bai Juyi's "Gorgeous Poems Flowing"
Imagine yourself as a young day, flying high and carrying your mother.
At that time, my parents thought that I should know today.
Wang Anshi's Tenth Five-Year Plan
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.
Jiang Shiquan's Home at the End of the Year
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.
Song Lingyun's Father Memory
Wu's book is broken. What do you hate most along the way?
The dream soul is not afraid of Chang 'an, and borrows the wind to ask for daily life several times.
Yu Gong's Missing Mother
First frost, Lu Hua, tears wet her skirt, bald and helpless.
Last May, Huang Meiyu Zeng Dian returned to his hometown as a cassock.
Ni Ruizhen's Mother Memory
The river is too wide to sail, so I don't know if it is safe.
When I am in the dark, I am afraid I will cry more!