A poem about a father sending his son 1. What are the blessing poems written by parents to their children?
May you be a swallow, flying with spring; I hope you are an eagle, spread your wings and shoot an arrow into the blue sky. ...
May you, like that brook, take the high mountain peak as the starting point of your life, jump all the way, gallop all the way and bravely rush to the sea of life. ...
May you be the wind, raising white sails; I hope you are a boat, breaking the blue waves. Life smiles in front of you, take a brave step forward and embrace colorful life.
May you bravely break through the battlefield like a seed. Stick the green shoots out of the ground and point to the sky.
My child, I wish you to take off your innocence and delicacy quickly, raise the sail of creation and sail for the mature and golden coast.
Life is as deep as the vast ocean, and there are countless miracles in its unfathomable depths. May you be a brave explorer of these miracles!
May you be a tree; In spring, spit out the fragrance of the mountain; In summer, sand is like a cool shade in spring; In autumn, hold a sweet green fruit; In winter, save your strength and have a good dream!
I am lucky and jealous. I am in the world of flowers when I open my eyes, and I am immersed in happiness at once. I wish future generations a better world!
Dear child, you have the most enviable age, and the road ahead of you is golden. May you grow up quickly and get your bright future.
The beach of the sea of life in front of you is a golden manuscript. May you write the poems of youth with the brilliance of your ideals on this boundless white paper.
2. Poems for my son
If you can be calm and calm when everyone is in a daze, instead of echoing others; If you are suspected by others, you can be confident as usual and not argue; Only when you have dreams can you not lose yourself; If you have thoughts, you won't be possessed; If you don't laugh when you succeed, you dare to bite the bitter fruit after the disaster; If you see your pursuit of beauty smashed into a pile of rubble, don't give up; If hard work is already a success, still take a risk for a new goal, even if the fame is gone; If you talk to the villagers and remain humble, walk with the prince without showing flattery; If the will of others can't control you; With anyone, you can stand out independently; Then your cultivation will be as vast as heaven and earth.
You are a real man! -A poem written by Kipling, Nobel Prize in Literature winner, to 12-year-old son.
3. Poems about fathers missing their children
The poem that the father misses his son is Lu You's Fourteen Rhymes of Sending a Boat to Pick up a Child. This poem expresses his deep love for his son from the perspective of his father, and also expresses the author's high hopes for his son, hoping that his son can achieve something.
Original text:
Send a boat to welcome the child, send the ancient style fourteen rhymes.
Lu you
I read your book today, and I know it very well.
Knowing that you will come back today, I will send a boat to pick you up tomorrow.
I miss you sailing eastward. If you are flying,
Twilight hangs over the plum market, making baby oars.
It's still early to go home, and the tower is beginning to grow.
To your hands.
Can't sleep at night, forget the sick baby,
I'm just cured, bald and black.
It's good to say goodbye temporarily, but it's good for both father and son.
Starting today, the north window and the short window are the same.
The flame of the Six Classics has been lingering for a long time.
Secular abandon solitary learning, it is not easy to argue.
This responsibility lies with scholars, don't be complacent.
Your strong father is not dead. You are encouraging each other.
About the author:
Lu You (1125—1210) was born in Yinshan, Yuezhou, Han nationality, a writer, historian and patriotic poet in the Southern Song Dynasty. Lu Yousheng was deeply influenced by family patriotism when he was a teenager. When I was in Song Gaozong, I took the does exam, but my career was not smooth because I was rejected by Qin Gui.
The father gave his son an encouraging poem.
Nice to meet my family, Yu,
At present, bamboo and horses are playing around the corridor;
I also know that Li Ze has a family style.
At the age of seven, I could sing poems about diseases. -Land travel
Make further progress —— Reading the Heron House by Don Wang Zhihuan
Step by step, read carefully and think carefully. -Song Zhuxi's Reading Essentials
Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again. -Don Li Baijiang Jin Jiu
For the ideal cherished in my heart, I will not regret it a thousand times. -Qu Yuan's Li Sao in the Warring States Period
If the shoes fit, put them on. -The Analects of Confucius
I went out with a big smile. How can I be a person who has lived in the wild for a long time? -Tang Li Bai, "Nanling children don't go to Beijing"
It's fate to meet thousands of miles away, but we never met. -Shi Naian's Water Margin in the early Ming Dynasty
5. Poems and classic sentences about father
"To Wei Ba Chu Shi" Du Fu
It is almost as difficult for friends to meet each other as the stars in the morning and evening.
Tonight is a rare event, and this lamp is candlelight.
Two men who were young not long ago are now gray at the temples.
It shocked us to find that half of our friends had died, which made us sad.
We didn't expect that it would be twenty years before I could come to see you again.
You were unmarried when I left, but now these boys and girls are in a row.
They were very kind to their father's old friends. They asked me where I went during the trip.
Then, when we talked for a while, our daughter drank wine.
In spring, leeks are in the night rain, and brown rice is cooked fresh in a special way.
My host announced that it was a festival, and he urged me to drink ten cups.
But what kind of ten glasses of wine can make me so drunk, because your love is always in my heart. .
The mountains will separate us tomorrow. Who can say for sure after tomorrow? .
Du Fu in Moonlit Night
In Fuzhou, far away, she is looking at the moonlight, looking at it alone from the window of her room.
For our boys and girls, poor little baby, too young to know where the capital is.
Her cloudy hair is sweet with mist, and her jade-white shoulders are cold in the moonlight.
When can we lie on the screen again and look at the bright light and stop crying? .
1. Few fathers care about their children, at least most fathers care more about money (chesterfield)
2. One father can manage a hundred sons, and a hundred sons can't manage a father (Europe).
Father's fame sometimes does not help his son, but drowns him: they stand too close, and the shadow stifles growth. Jonson)
No one really knows his father, but we all have some kind of guess or some kind of trust.
5. Every generation always rebelled against their parents, but made friends with their grandparents (Mountford)
The above is for reference.
6. Famous sentences about father and son
1, but every inch of grass has a few feelings, and it is rewarded with three spring rays. -Meng Jiao
Filial piety can often replace the noblest feelings. -Mencius
Mother is the only force that can make death yield. Gorky
All the glory and pride in the world come from mother. Gorky
5. Motherly love is better than all love. -Shakespeare
6. The support of the dutiful son is also happy, not against his will. -Book of Rites
7. There are three kinds of filial piety: great respect for relatives, followed by humiliation, which can be raised. -Book of Rites
8, the year of parents, you must know. One is joy and the other is fear. -The Analects of Confucius
9. Meng Wenxiao, Confucius said: "Parents only worry about illness." -"The Analects of Confucius is Politics"
10, parents love what they love, and parents respect it. -Confucius
1 1, orderly. -Mencius
7. Poetry about parents caring for their children
Once described the fragrance of grassland;
Let him never forget each other at the ends of the earth.
Mother always likes to describe the mighty river;
Running in my hometown on the remote Mongolian plateau.
Now I finally see this vast land;
Standing on the fragrant grassland, I burst into tears;
The river is singing the blessings of its ancestors;
Bless the wandering children and find their way home.
Ah! Father's grassland,
Ah! Mother river;
Although I can't say it in my mother tongue.
Please accept my sadness and my happiness;
I am also a child of the plateau!
There is a song in my heart;
In the song, there is Dad's grassland and Mom's river! Father's grassland,
Ah! Mother river;
Although I can't say it in my mother tongue.
Please accept my sadness and my happiness;
I am also a child of the plateau!
There is a song in my heart;
There are father's grassland and mother's river in the song.
I am also a child of the plateau!
There is a song in my heart;
There are father's grassland, mother's river and Xi Murong in the song.
8. Poems of ancient parents sending their children out to study.
1, my white hair has accelerated my aging, like a pale beam that ends the old year. -Meng Haoran's "On Returning to Zhongnanshan at the End of the Year"
2. A hundred years will take more than a hundred years. You must still love today. -Wang Shizhen
3, an inch of time and an inch of gold, an inch of gold is hard to buy. anonymous
4, flowers will reopen one day, and people will no longer be young. -Yuan's "Dou E Yuan" and "Dou E Yuan"
5. Be encouraged in time, and time waits for no one. -Tao Jin's "Yuan Ming Zashi"
6. Time flies when people are old. Although Bian Hua never changed his original intention, he still tried to listen to old songs in a golden coat, still like being drunk in the past. -Ouyang Xiu's "Picking Mulberry Seeds"
7, the three lights are five chickens, which is the time for men to study. Teenagers only know how to play, but don't know how to study hard. When they are old, they regret why they didn't know how to study hard when they were young. -Tang Yan's true "Persuasion"
8. If you don't work hard, you will be sad. -Han Yuefu's ancient poem "Long Songs"
9, helpless flowers fall, I seem to know the return of Yan. -Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"
10, the shadow of the idle cloud pool is long, how many years have things changed? Where is the emperor in the pavilion today? The Yangtze River flows freely outside the sill. -Wang Bo's poem Teng Wang Ge