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.
2. The poem "Wanderer" describes the mother's child.
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.
Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?
Get home at the end of the year Qingjiang 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 sigh.
"Motherly Love" Yuan Yang Weizhen
A loving mother loves her young, and Zhao is the Crown Prince.
The dragon and tiger are different every day, and the dog looks forward to the eagle.
If there is no six-foot lonely soul under the knee, a Zhao may not be born.
At night, the ghost lights are blurred, and the snow leaks more than four drums.
A hundred officials don't hold Dong Hu's pen, so why do widowed wives shout?
What's more, Han Wangjin stabbed a silver axe in front of the bed, which was a disaster.
The poem about going home is 1. In the guest house and Bingzhou, it is already ten first frost, and I miss Xianyang day and night. Liu Zao in Tang Dynasty: Traveling to the North
It has been ten years since I left my hometown, and my returning heart misses my hometown Xianyang day and night.
2. I can finally send my emissary? Geese, return to Luoyang. Wang Wan, a Tang native at the bottom of Beibao Mountain.
I don't know when the letter from home will arrive. I hope the geese returning from the north will take it to Luoyang.
3. Xian Yi, young and old, left home, and the local accent has not changed. When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from. "Two Hometown Couplets, Part I" Tang Dynasty: He
I left my hometown when I was young and didn't come back until my twilight years. Although my local accent hasn't changed, my hair on my sideburns has become sparse. None of the children knew me when they saw me. They asked with a smile, where did this guest come from?
4, this nocturne has the taste of breaking willows, and no one can afford to miss it. Spring Night in Los Angeles Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
In the music tonight, who will not miss home when they hear the "broken willow" in their hometown?
They said that the geese flying south came back this month. Birds don't enter, but I don't travel far to Lingnan. I don't know when, when can I return home? The wall of an inn in the north of Dayu Mountain in the Tang Dynasty is engraved with the words: Song Wenzhi.
In October of the lunar calendar, geese begin to fly south. It is said that they all turned back when they flew to Dayuling. Birds don't get in, but my trip is not over. I really don't know when and when I will be forgiven.
4. Express the poems of parents to their children or children to their parents.
-Meng Jiao.
The thread in the loving mother's hand,
Make clothes for her wayward son.
She sewed it carefully, mended it thoroughly,
Afraid that the delay would make him come home late.
But how much love does an inch of grass have,
Make three spring scenery.
"Motherly love" is a pure and noble feeling of human beings and an eternal theme of literary creation. Acura is afraid of being caught, and there are many excellent works. As early as the Book of Songs, there was a saying of "mourning my parents for giving birth to me". . The poem "I want to repay kindness, I am puzzled by heaven" sings the voice of the son of man succinctly and vividly. And Meng Jiao (Dongye, 75 1-8 14, from Wukang, Huzhou)' s Ode to a Wandering Son is a song of great maternal love. It puts the great maternal love of human beings in a specific artistic atmosphere, promotes and praises it, and makes it deeply rooted in people's hearts, and even illiterate women and children will remember it vividly:
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. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?
This is a Yuefu poem. The poet captures the "moment" in life, outlines the scene of a loving mother sewing clothes for a wanderer in concise language, and expresses the deep feeling of homesickness for a wanderer. The first antithetical couplet "Wandering Son" was originally called a guest on a long journey. "Historical Records" "Wanderers worry about their hometown". Perhaps the loving mother thought of wandering work, suffering from wind and frost, and lonely sadness, so at the beginning of the poem, it seemed like a touch of sadness. In addition, as far as Tang poetry is concerned, "wandering" can also refer to an example of traveling away from home. Since the Tang Dynasty, scholars and vagrants have been wandering around, hungry and cold, invading each other and going through hardships. "The ancient name is unknown, and the Tao is not oblique." With his own personal experience and feelings, the poet condensed and "conveyed" the joys and sorrows of the wanderer, which made people savor it carefully and was conveyed by others. In this way, he reflected the real life of intellectuals at that time, endowed poetry with social significance, and showed his own evaluation of life. Then, the poet made a reasonable imagination and revealed the meaning of maternal love. It turned out that the needle and thread that flew away from the wandering clothes before he left was actually the feelings of loving mother. "A wanderer has no cold clothes" and "What does a wanderer do at dusk" may be the connotation of a loving mother who will come home late for fear of delay. "A short chapter between the lines" (poem by Taoist Baishi) is the birth of poetry and the sublimation of artistic conception. The last two sentences, in a sense, come from "the virtue of wanting to report, the wonder of heaven and earth", but compared with the original poem, they are more appropriate, sharp in contrast and vivid in image; Moreover, "a wanderer does not say anything bitter, and his family is safe." What he wants to get rid of and abandon is grief and sorrow. He is determined to forge ahead regardless of difficulties, hoping to repay his kindness and give people efforts and encouragement in case. Therefore, the ideological significance of this poem is more profound and positive.
In addition, as far as the artistry of poetry is concerned, two points are worth noting. This is not only a reason for appealing to both refined and popular tastes, but also a glimpse of the poet's artistic exploration.
First, the deep feeling faded, causing widespread * * * sound. * * * Ming is the same passion caused by literary and artistic works to readers, and experiences his pain, suffering and desire with the protagonist of the works; Desalination of affection means that the author melts strong feelings into his works through his understanding of art, which makes readers feel that it is conveyed indifferently. This little poem has faded, causing a wide range of * * *. The aesthetic object of poetry is only the feelings of the loving mother sewing clothes for the wanderer; But it evokes people's understanding, sympathy and reflection on the love experience of mother and son. Why? We have to explore from the poet's understanding of aesthetic consciousness. A loving mother sewing clothes for a wanderer is the most common picture of life, but it is saturated with deep feelings. Who has no parents and who has no brothers? Parting relatives and friends always happens in the interpersonal activities of social real life, and who can avoid the feeling of missing relatives and friends? When reading literary and artistic works, people always hope to relieve pain and get pleasure, even for a moment. The reaction caused by the influence of a work on readers should be moderate, such as Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night. The work does not provide specific background, environment, etc., but the homesickness is deep and sincere; "Looking up, I found that it was moonlight, and it sank back, and I suddenly thought of home", a gentle sentence, caused a thousand years of singing. Ode to a Wanderer conveys strong and profound feelings in an understatement way, causing a shock to readers psychologically, like a mountain spring infiltrating into the heart and spleen, giving people some satisfaction, comfort and excitement. In a word, the emotion, sadness and artistic atmosphere of this poem are faint, but there is a buzz from it, which causes reflection and excitement.
Second, diluted feelings come from peaceful language, which also benefits from the use of folk songs. This poem is a lyric poem, and its style is Yuefu poem. It is slang, clear and fluent, few words, pure line drawing, full of strong life breath, and its sincere and profound feelings come from plain language. So as to adapt to the aesthetic psychology of readers, make people consciously accept the ideas of his poems, cultivate and purify their own hearts.
In a word, this lyric poem praises the great maternal love and can be called an immortal work that is widely circulated. Oedipus, homesickness and homesickness seem to come down in one continuous line in people's emotions, so this little poem can arouse the homesickness and homesickness of overseas compatriots today and have a special response. Then, its ideological significance and artistic exploration will be more worthy of attention.
5. About the poems of parents, 20 sentences say that the hand that rocks the cradle is the hand that rules the world (beauty).
Nothing is more beautiful than Baghdad, and nothing is more trustworthy than my mother (Iraq)
The most beautiful voice people hear comes from their mother, from their hometown and from heaven-(Wei Brown)
Mother has a good life at home (alcott)
A mother who only gives birth and does not raise is not a real mother (J. Shepard)
People always leave their mother in the end (Horace)
What is a family without a mother like? (Al Hawthorne)
In the child's mouth and heart, the mother is God (Thackeray)
No matter where his son goes, his mother's thoughts will follow him.
Li he hai zi an Shang Niang
Mom hurts,
Road sample length; The line is as long as the child hurts the mother.
Mother thinks,
Yangtze river water; I want my mother to cry.
Mother thinks,
As long as a river; The child misses his mother, and the pole is long.
A mother's heart is a paradise for children (Italy)
It hurts the mother's heart to hit the child.
Mother shed tears,
There is noble and deep love in it that cannot be analyzed by chemistry (Britain)
I would rather die an official's father than a beggar's mother.
A mother's beating will never cripple a child (Jew)
It is good to travel all over the world, and it is good to eat all the salt in the world.
Mother's whisper is always sweet (Britain)
Parental love is the foundation of all virtues (Britain)
Motherly love is the noblest (Germany)
Motherly love, always in spring (France)
Motherly love is only known to mothers (Walter montague)
Children are the backbone of a mother's life.
Sweeter than honey, but kiss mother and daughter.
A woman is a close friend of a woman.
The tree wants to keep quiet, but the wind will not stop; My son wants to serve his parents when they are old, but they are gone.
Don't slow down when parents call; Parents, don't be lazy.
It means: when parents call, they should promise quickly; Parents have orders to do it quickly. From (Qing) Li Yuxiu's Disciples Rules.
Filial piety, the classics of heaven, the meaning of the earth.
Meaning: filial piety to nature. From the book of filial piety.
Dare not answer the phone slowly, sincere and cheerful.
It means: when parents call, they should promise immediately, not neglect, but be sincere.
Meaning, smile. From "Persuade to repay kindness".
Parents should use good meals first, and parents should wear good clothes first.
It means: give your parents a good meal first, and then dress them first. From "Persuade to repay kindness".
A poor family knows a dutiful son, and a chaotic country knows a loyal minister.
It means: a true dutiful son can be found when the family is poor, and a true loyal minister can be identified when the country is in danger. This is from the celebrity collection.
Those who delay kissing others are disrespectful to their loved ones. It means: people who don't respect other people's parents certainly don't respect their own parents. Judging from the history of the Three Kingdoms, Shu Wei.
Mencius said: "Don't be a relative, don't be a man; If you don't follow your parents, you can't be a child. "
Mencius said: "(in Shun's view) sons can't live in harmony with their parents and can't be human;" A son cannot be a son if he cannot obey his parents' wishes. "From (Spring and Autumn). On Mencius and Li Lou.
Mencius said, "Old people are old, young people are few, and young people are few."
Mencius said: "respect your elders, promote others, and respect others' elders;" "Caress your own children, promote them, and caress other people's children." From (Spring and Autumn Period) King Huiliang of Mencius.
Mencius said: "It is good to be close; Respect for elders, benevolence and righteousness. "
Mencius said: "Dear parents are benevolent; It is righteous to respect your brother. " Wholeheartedly from Mencius.
Mencius said: "everyone is close to his relatives, and he is long, and the world is peaceful."
Mencius said: "As long as everyone loves their parents and respects their elders, then the world will naturally be peaceful." From (Spring and Autumn) Mencius Li Lou.
Don't teach your parents to suffer, and don't teach them to worry.
It means: don't let parents suffer, don't let parents share their worries. From "Persuade to repay kindness".
I hope it will help you, adopt it.
6. A sad poem describing parents' farewell to their children is 1. There are gains and losses in the month, and flowers bloom and fade, thinking that life is the hardest to leave.
It is from Zhang Mingshan's Poems of Pu Tian Le in Yuan Dynasty.
Luoyang flowers, to the moon garden, good flowers should not hesitate to buy, the moon should not hesitate to buy.
Watching the flowers bloom and fall, according to the flowers bloom and fall, why are you so happy to raise your glass?
The moon is full of flowers, and the most bitter thing in life is to leave.
Flowers fade after the third spring, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is missed in February. People have left, when can they come again?
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Luoyang enjoys flowers and the moon in Liangyuan Garden. Good flowers should be bought at all costs, and so should the bright moon. Look at the blooming flowers by the railing and raise a glass to ask why the moon is so reunited. When the full moon falls and the flowers fade, the most bitter thing in life is to leave. Flowers wither until March, and when there is no moon, the Mid-Autumn Festival is full. When can I come back after I leave?
2. If you teach your eyes that there is no hatred, you won't believe that there are hoary heads in the world.
From the Song Dynasty Xin Qiji's "Partridges and the Fu of the Last Generation"
As the sun sets, Western jackdaw's homecoming brings me a melancholy. Only the willows in the pond give off green buds. No one would believe that there would be a sad life in the world if it were not for the bitterness of grief at this moment.
Out of the intestines, tears flow hard to close. With the love of acacia, once again boarded the little red chamber. I know that there are countless chaotic mountains that block the distant sky, but I can't help leaning against the railing and staring at it all the time.
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Western Western jackdaw's homing in the sunset reminded me. Only the willows by the pool show green buds. If it weren't for the sadness of parting and the torture of not hating, I wouldn't believe that someone in this world would really be sad and bald. When you are separated from the intestine, tears will flow desperately. With the love of acacia, I once again boarded the little red chamber. I know there are countless mountains interrupting the distant sky, but I still can't help leaning against the railing and staring at it.
Water brings you the feeling of home, and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
From Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry" in the Tang Dynasty.
Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners.
At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.
The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces.
The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
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Traveling by boat, passing by Jingmen, I came to Chu's hometown.
Castle Peak gradually disappears, and Ye Ping stretches as far as the eye can see. The Yangtze River surges and flows into the vast wasteland.
The moon reflects the river, just like flying a mirror tomorrow; Clouds rise and change endlessly, forming a mirage.
The water in my hometown is reluctant to part with me, and Wan Li sent me boating not far away.
4, affectionate since ancient times, but also a cold autumn festival!
From Yu Ling Han by Song Liuyong
The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped. Farewell outside Kyoto, but not in the mood to drink, reluctant to leave, the people on board have been urging to start. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog.
Since ancient times, the most sad thing for sentimental people is to leave, not to mention the bleak autumn, how can they stand the sadness. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together?
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After autumn, cicadas are so sad and in a hurry. Facing the pavilion, it was at night and a sudden rain had just stopped. Outside Kyoto, farewell dinner, but no mood to drink. When I was reluctant to go, the people on board had already urged me to start. Holding hands, looking at each other, my eyes were full of tears, and I couldn't speak until the end, and I couldn't say a thousand words in my throat. Thinking about going back to the south, this journey is another journey. Thousands of miles away, there is a wave of smoke and the dark night sky is endless.
Since ancient times, the most sad thing for passionate people is to leave, not to mention this bleak and cold autumn, how can this parting stand! Who knows where I will wake up tonight? I'm afraid only Liu 'an faces the sharp morning breeze and the waning moon at dawn. It's been a long time since I left each other, and people who love each other are no longer together. I think even if we meet fine weather and beautiful scenery, it just seems like nothing. Even if it is full of affection, who can you enjoy it with?
Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness.
From Du Fu's Spring Hope in Tang Dynasty
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
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Chang' an fell and the country was broken, leaving only mountains and rivers; Spring has come, and Chang 'an, which is sparsely populated, has dense vegetation. Sentimental state affairs, tears can't help splashing, birds are heart-pounding, which only increases sadness but not hatred. The continuous war has lasted for more than half a year, and there are few letters from home. A letter is worth twelve thousand gold. Worried, scratching my head, my white hair is getting shorter and shorter, and I can't insert it.