Poetry recitation about thanking parents.

1, Ode to a Wanderer-Tang Meng Jiao

Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in 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?

2, "Don't be an old mother"-Huang Qing Ren Jing

This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time.

Interpretation: What's the use of adopting a son if you can't be filial to your mother and drive away this miserable and divided Chai Men on this snowy night? I still don't want it.

3. Night Crying in Ciwu-Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty

The second time I lost my mother, I vomited because I was dumb. Don't fly day and night, keep the old forest old.

Interpretation: Ciwu lost his mother and has been crying sadly. I stayed in the old forest in the morning and evening and refused to fly away all the year round.

4. "National Wind, High Wind and Kaifeng"-anonymous in the Spring and Autumn Period

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.

Interpretation: The fluttering wind comes from the south and blows the heart of wild jujube trees. The tree heart is still too delicate, and my mother is really hard. The wind fluttered, and the wind blew from the south, blowing the dense branches of Zizyphus jujuba. Mother's understanding is virtuous, and I can only repay it if I can't do it.

Cold spring, cold spring and cold spring, the source is there. Even with seven sons, mother is still working hard. The little yellow bird is singing, and its voice is melodious and beautiful. Even with seven sons, it can't comfort the mother's heart.

5, "Xuan Mo Figure 1"-Wang Mian in Yuan Dynasty

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.

Commentary: Bright day lily flowers were 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.

6. Song Mu and Gong Zhisi

Frost flowers and reeds shed tears and wet clothes, and their bald heads have no more to lean on. Last May, Huang Meiyu Zeng Dian returned to his hometown as a cassock.

Interpretation: Seeing the autumn frost blowing reeds all over the sky, I shed sad tears. My white-haired old mother will never look forward to my visit at the door again. Chai Men, a person who relies on the old to sell the old. Last May, during the rainy season, there was no electricity at home. I had nothing to lose, so I pawned the cassock and took rice home to support my mother.

7. Mother-Wang Anshi in Song Dynasty

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.

Interpretation: After taking my mother to Yangzhou, settle down in a place where temporary white linen can be built. On a full moon night, when I heard cuckoo's cry, I thought of my son who had run away from home. Although the north and the south are separated, I am still deeply concerned.