2. Poems about wives and children
A poem about thanking his wife 1 Find a poem to express his gratitude to his wife.
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Yuan Zhen
Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed.
Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be. "
After experiencing the magnificence of the sea, you will no longer be attracted by the water elsewhere. I am intoxicated in the Wushan Yunmeng, and the scenery elsewhere is not called sex. Although I often walk through the flowers, I have no intention of enjoying them, partly because I was a monk and partly because I only have you in my heart ... This further explanation is. Obsessed with the ocean you love and intoxicated with your dreams, I will no longer be interested in other women. No one can love you as much as you do. You are the best. No one can replace you after you leave. No matter how beautiful other women are, I am not in the mood to love, because there is only one you in my heart. ...
Yuan Zhen's wife's name is Wei, and her word is Hui Cong. Four years younger than Yuan Zhen, he married Yuan Zhen at the age of 20 and died at the age of 27. Yuan Zhen was probably the poet who wrote the most poems to his wife in ancient times, and his wife was involuntarily reflected in many of his poems. It is conceivable that Yuan Zhen spent the rest of his life thinking about his wife. I don't know how many poems Yuan Zhen wrote to commemorate his wife, but there are still more than 30 poems that can be seen now. In addition to this song, there are three mourning songs, eight mourning songs in the spring of six years, five mixed memories and so on, which can be said to be touching. From these poems, we can imagine that Wei Cong is a virtuous and beautiful woman, and we can also know that Yuan Zhen is an infatuated and grateful man.
Li Shangyin, Night Rain
When you ask about the return date, it rains at night in the autumn pool.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
You must be thinking about me at this time. Maybe you are worried about me and ask when I can come back. I am trapped in this remote Bashan area by the continuous autumn rain, and I don't know when I can come back to you. I will tell you how much I miss you when I sit under the west window and cut the candle flowers in the middle of the night …
"* * * Cut the candle at the west window" expresses the intimate modality and love between husband and wife. This is a poem that misses his wife. Li Shangyin and his wife, Mr. and Mrs. Wang, were affectionate and sincere, but less than 12 years after their marriage, his wife died unfortunately. Li Shangyin was frustrated in his career all his life, wandering around and staying with his wife. Li Shangyin wrote a mourning poem for his wife, The Twelve Brothers of Wang and the Fear of Foreign Members.
The last sentence of "Mourning when Drinking" is "Qiu Lin's stomach is hard to send, and Wan Li's west wind is long." Very touching. Many years later, Li Shangyin returned to his former residence and was heartbroken. He wrote the poem "Let the house worship in the first month". The last sentence of the poem is "I can't help singing" The Night is Quiet ". It is even more touching. " "Up at night" is the name of Yuefu, and it is the words that a wife misses her husband. He didn't say he wanted his dead wife, but said that his dead wife was thinking about herself, which was even more touching. ...
2. What are the poems that express "thank your wife"?
1, Jiang Chengzi Mao Yi remembers the dream of the 20th day of the first month.
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.
They have been dead for a lifetime, separated for ten years, but they miss each other but are at a loss and can't meet each other. I don't want to miss myself, but I can't forget it. His wife's lonely grave is thousands of miles away, and there is no place to tell her sadness. Even if we meet, we shouldn't know each other, because I'm running around, dusty and cold.
At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown in a vague dream, only to see my wife dressing up in front of the mirror in the small window. The two men looked at each other, and they didn't know where to start with a thousand words, only tears fell thousands of lines in relative silence. It stands to reason that the grave mountain with the bright moon and small pine trees is where I miss my wife every year.
2, Huanxisha, who reads the west wind alone?
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
Who reads the west wind alone, rustling yellow leaves and closing the window, reminiscing about the past and setting the sun.
It was unusual at that time to get drunk in spring and gamble on books and pour tea.
The autumn wind blows cold, who misses that lonely feeling? Watching the yellow leaves dancing to cover the window, standing in the sunset, recalling the past.
Take a nap after drinking, the spring is suddenly leaking, the boudoir is gambling, and the skirt is scented with tea. The past is normal and I can't get what I want.
It was wrong to pick mulberry seeds at that time.
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
Now I know that I was wrong, and I feel very sad. Red tears stole down, full of spring breeze.
Knowing that there is no plan from now on, I still insist on a happy period. Don't be like this, all the pears fall and the moon goes west.
Now I know that I was wrong. My heart is sad and confused. My tears fall silently. I only see the spring breeze, but things are different.
Later, I realized there was nothing I could do, but I said I'll see you later and left. Pear flower falls is finished, and the moon is already in the western sky.
4. Five Poems from Thinking (4)
Tang Dynasty: Yuan Zhen
Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed.
Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be.
I have been to the seaside, and there is not enough water in other places; Clouds in other places are not called clouds except Wushan.
Hurried through the flowers, too lazy to look back; This reason is partly due to the abstinence of monks and partly because you have had it.
5, butterfly lovers, hard work, the most pity for Tian Yue
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
Hard work is the most regrettable thing about the bright moon. The past is like a ring, and it has become a sigh. If the moon finally comes out, I will not hesitate to be roasted by snow and ice.
Without that dust, the swallow is still there, said the soft curtain hook. After singing the autumn grave, I didn't rest, and the spring bush recognized the amphibious butterfly.
The most difficult and lovely thing is the bright moon in the sky. Only one night in January is a full moon like Yuhuan, and the rest of the time is like a broken jade Jue. If I can be as bright as the moon wheel all my life, I will give up the coolness like ice and snow to give you heat.
Unfortunately, the fate of human dust is easy to end, and the swallow is still standing on the curtain hook lightly. In autumn, I sang a song in front of your grave, but my sadness didn't decrease at all. How I wish I could play with you on the grass like a butterfly in spring.
3. What are the poems that express "thank your wife"?
1, Jiang Chengzi Mao Yi remembers the dream of the 20th day of the first month. Song Dynasty: Su Shi lived and died for ten years, never forgetting.
A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears
It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka. They have been dead for a lifetime, separated for ten years, but they miss each other but are at a loss and can't meet each other.
I don't want to miss myself, but I can't forget it. His wife's lonely grave is thousands of miles away, and there is no place to tell her sadness.
Even if we meet, we shouldn't know each other, because I'm running around, dusty and cold. At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown in a vague dream, only to see my wife dressing up in front of the mirror in the small window.
The two men looked at each other, and they didn't know where to start with a thousand words, only tears fell thousands of lines in relative silence. It stands to reason that the grave mountain with the bright moon and small pine trees is where I miss my wife every year.
2, Huanxisha who read the west wind alone cool clear: Nalanxingde who read the west wind alone cool, rustling yellow leaves to close the window, nostalgia for the ancient sunset. It was unusual at that time to get drunk in spring and gamble on books and pour tea.
The autumn wind blows cold, who misses that lonely feeling? Watching the yellow leaves dancing to cover the window, standing in the sunset, recalling the past. Take a nap after drinking, the spring is suddenly leaking, the boudoir is gambling, and the skirt is scented with tea. The past is normal and I can't get what I want.
3. It was wrong to pick mulberry seeds at that time. Qing: Nalan Xingde was wrong at that time, and his mood was lost. Red tears stole down, full of spring breeze.
Knowing that there is no plan from now on, I still insist on a happy period. Don't be like this, all the pears fall and the moon goes west.
Now I know that I was wrong. My heart is sad and confused. My tears fall silently. I only see the spring breeze, but things are different. Later, I realized there was nothing I could do, but I said I'll see you later and left. Pear flower falls is finished, and the moon is already in the western sky.
4. Five poems of "Thinking": The Fourth Tang Dynasty: Yuan Zhen was once a sea of water, but he was always amber. Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be.
I have been to the seaside, and there is not enough water in other places; Clouds in other places are not called clouds except Wushan. Hurried through the flowers, too lazy to look back; This reason is partly due to the abstinence of monks and partly because you have had it.
5, butterfly lovers, hard work and the most pity Tian Yue Qing: Nalan Xingde hard work and the most pity Tian Yue, the past is like a ring. If the moon finally comes out, I will not hesitate to be roasted by snow and ice.
Without that dust, the swallow is still there, said the soft curtain hook. After singing the autumn grave, I didn't rest, and the spring bush recognized the amphibious butterfly.
The most difficult and lovely thing is the bright moon in the sky. Only one night in January is a full moon like Yuhuan, and the rest of the time is like a broken jade Jue. If I can be as bright as the moon wheel all my life, I will give up the coolness like ice and snow to give you heat.
Unfortunately, the fate of human dust is easy to end, and the swallow is still standing on the curtain hook lightly. In autumn, I sang a song in front of your grave, but my sadness didn't decrease at all.
How I wish I could play with you on the grass like a butterfly in spring.
Please help me write a poem to express my marriage feelings and thank my wife.
Modern poetry.
On this unforgettable festival,
My love!
Let me tell you, you have worked hard,
Fifteen years of wind and rain,
You walk with me,
Give me warmth, give me happiness,
We have suffered and laughed,
You and I are walking arm in arm,
Time flies,
In a flash, we have been together for fifteen years.
The children are older,
My wife is here to say that you have worked hard!
I will grieve with you,
Walk slowly through every moment together,
I love you forever, my wife.
Poems about wives and children 1. Poems about missing wives and children
Poems of Missing (1) Li Bai's bright moon in the Tang Dynasty in Guan Shanyue is high in the sky, and the smoke is boundless.
The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass. At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai.
This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive. The soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes.
The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away. Drinking the bright moon alone Tang Li Bai from from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drink alone. No one is with me.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.
Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness. I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
Thinking at night that the foot of Tang Li Bai's bed is so bright, will it have frost? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
Tang and Liu in the moonlight, the moonlight is deeper and half-baked, and the big dipper languishes in the south. Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.
By the Chang 'e Tang Dynasty, Li Shangyin's mica screen had a deep candle shadow, and the long river gradually sank into the sky. Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.
Poems of Missing (2) Remembering my brother Tang Du Fu on a moonlit night A vagrant heard the drums heralding the battle from the first call of a wild goose in autumn on the border. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.
Looking at the moon, I think of a distant 90-year-old moon in Zhang Tang. At this time, it is full moon at sea, and the horizon is * * *. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.
You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams. In the frosty moon Tang Dynasty, Li Shangyin first heard that there was no cicada, and a hundred feet of high water met the sky.
Su E, a young woman, is cold-resistant, fighting in the frost in the middle of the month, enjoying herself in the autumn night, and Tang Meng hangs brightly in the autumn sky, with wet luster. The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in.
The courtyard is sparsely shaded, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent. What is the ceremony? Looking at the sky, standing on the waves, asking about the river tide and the sea, Tang Bai Juyi asked about the river tide and the sea. What does your love and your heart seem to be?
Hate is not as good as believing, and acacia began to feel that the sea was not deep. Poems of Missing (3) Acacia Song In the Tang Dynasty, Dai Shulun's high-rise buildings met the bright moon, and the heartbroken fairy lang was separated every other year.
Zi Xiao Xiao is silent, sitting alone in the Yao window. Shen Yan, a fish, traveled around the world and began to believe in the separation of human beings.
Hate the gums full of jade, hate the golden hairpin and phoenix stocks. The well is deep and the pulley is short, so the day of homesickness should be slowed down.
Reconnect the knife to water and water, and constantly swing the blade to cut the feelings. Love runs around, and a little heart dies for you.
I would like to be a Wushan cloud and fly into the fairy dream. Tell the truth, where to throw people at night and where to throw people at night? Unique voice.
The incense pavilion is covered, the eyebrows are gathered, and the moon will sink. Be patient and not look for each other? Resentment is lonely.
For my heart, for your heart, we will know each other and remember each other deeply. In the late Qing Dynasty, Zhou Yi, the country of Huanxisha, was full of tears. He is infatuated with love, and acacia is everywhere in the world.
If the flowers bloom again, the clouds will stay sad for a while, but they will only become sad if they are not entertained. Looking at the mountains and husbands all day long, Yuxi and jeepy.cn in Liu Tang look at husbands all day long, turning them into lonely stones and bitter lovesickness.
It has been thousands of years, just like when I first saw it. Jiang Lou feels old. Zhao Tuo went to Jianglou alone, vaguely thinking that the moonlight was like water.
Where are the people who came to see the moon together? The scenery is vaguely like last year. Poems of Missing (4) The residual lamp on the upper floor of Yanzi Building contains dawn frost, and the residual lamp on the upper floor of Suzhong, Zhang Tang contains dawn frost. Lonely people get up from the lovesick bed.
How many lovesickness one-night stands are there? The ends of the earth are not long. How long is the night when Ding Ding leaks in autumn? How long is the night when Zhang Ding Ding leaks in Changtang? Clouds are pale and moonlight is long.
Autumn forced dark worms to ring at night, but Murphy cream was not sent to clothing requisition. In spring, I miss weeping willows by the willow pond and weeping willows by the city and soft mulberry by the roadside.
I forgot to pick mulberries in the basket, and I was meditating on my dream of fishing in the sun last night. Partridge drunk shooting spring shirts cherish the old fragrance, drunk shooting spring shirts cherish the old fragrance in the Northern Song Dynasty, and the sky will leave resentment and annoyance.
On the road, the annual autumn grass pushes Chinese and Japanese architecture to the sunset. The top of a building; Deng Wang Lou; Far away, boundless water.
Where are the people who want to get back on the road? Acacia words are not censored, so why bother to write them on letters? It takes a thousand lines of tears.
Partridge with colorful sleeves and colorful sleeves skillfully holding jade bells in Northern Song Dynasty, but she was drunk for those years. We danced and sang heartily, exhausted, and shook the peach fan feebly, from the late-night dance of Liushao Moon until the roof outside the house fell in the middle of the night.
Since that parting, I have always missed that beautiful meeting and hugged you in my dream many times. Tonight, I look at you with a silver lamp, but I'm afraid this meeting is in my dream.
Further reading: an ancient poem about missing Du Fu >-I miss my relatives. A wanderer hears the drums that indicate the battle, and a wild goose rings in autumn. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.
Li Bai: Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night-I miss my hometown and the flute flies, and the spring breeze permeates Los Angeles. In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick.
Li Bai's Midnight Wu Ge-Autumn Lovers' Song-A bright moon hangs high in the capital, and the streets are empty. The autumn wind blew Yi Dao's voice, and every household remembered the people guarding the border.
Oh, when will the Tatar army be conquered and when will my husband come back from the long battle! ? Winter song, the courier will leave the next day. She was told that she had been sewing a samurai robe all night. Thin hands are cold, not to mention the cold scissors for cutting clothes.
When the work is finished, she sends it far away. When will it reach the town where the warrior stays? ? .
2. Find some poems praising his wife and daughter.
Think back on this decade.
I play chess.
Thousands of troops forced the city to start on Mount Tai.
I am not willing to lose my car to protect my handsome heart, and I have never lost my comeback.
I used to think that if I missed the beauty of youth, I would be gone.
It's empty now.
Everything is like three glasses of wine.
The layout of the palace is as you wish, and there are only a few children in the Chu and Jianghan circles.
I used to think that the silent nod of chin was better than the flattery of tongue.
Now I am standing in front of happiness, dreaming an absurd dream.
The courtyard wall is deep, and no one reflects bamboo in the sun.
This is a seven-star party bureau, but I have no choice but to gamble until dawn.
People and things once thought certain can no longer be tampered with.
Now I no longer believe that poles are as light at both ends.
3. Poems about missing his wife and children
If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, sooner or later.
-Qin Guan's "Bridge Fairy" 4. When will Acacia meet? At this point, the night is awkward. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words" 5. There is a kind of beauty that I don't forget. If I don't see it for a day, I think it's crazy.
-Anonymous "Feng Qiu Qin Huang Ge" 6. This time I leave you, it is the wind, the rain and the night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends. -Zheng Chouyu's Farewell 7. When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick and bitter, like memories of Sauvignon Blanc, and endless short lovesickness.
-Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words" 8. Once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber. -Yuan Zhen's Five Poems of Self-reflection 9. If you remove the dust from the road, if you make the cement muddy, the ups and downs will be different. When will you meet? -Cao Zhi's Seven Wounded Poems 10. After desolation, the two should be the same, and the most difficult thing is to be clear and resentful.
-Nalan Xingde's Yu Meiren 1 1, and your eyes are full of tears, wishing you could not meet before marriage. -Zhang Ji's Song of Women 12. How to let you meet me? At my best moment, I begged this in front of the Buddha for 500 years, begging him to let us get married.
-Xi Murong's A Flowering Tree 13. One more shadow belongs to the world. How can we live together without dying? -Chen Hengke's Portrait of Spring Qi 14. The bottom of the acacia tree says it's acacia, and Shiro hates Mandy. -Liang Qichao's "Zhi Zhu Ci" 15, from the monarch, dark in the mirror.
Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time? -Xu Gan's Thinking in the Room.
4. Poems about missing his wife and children
If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, sooner or later. -Qin Guan's "Queqiao Fairy"
4. When will Acacia meet? At this point, the night is awkward. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"
5, there is a beautiful woman, I can't forget it, I haven't seen her for a day, and I feel crazy. -Anonymous "Feng Qiu Qin Huang Ge"
6. It is the wind, the rain and the night that leave you this time. You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends. -Zheng Chouyu's Farewell
7. When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick, I have been lovesick for a long time, and I am lovesick indefinitely. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"
8, once the sea was difficult for water, amber forever. -Yuan Zhen's "Thinking from Four Poems"
9. If you remove the dust from the road, if you make the cement muddy, the ups and downs will be different. When will you meet? -Cao Zhi's Seven Wounded Poems
10, after the sad farewell, the two should be the same, at most, there is no clear resentment under the moon. -"The Mermaid" by Nalan Xingde
1 1, return the pearl with tears, and hate not meeting each other before marriage. -Zhang Ji's Yin Jiefu
12, how do you meet me? At my best moment, I prayed for this in front of the Buddha for 500 years, begging him to let us have a dusty relationship. -Xi Murong's A Flowering Tree
13, how can we live together but not die? -Chen Hengke's "Portrait of Chunqi"
14, the acacia tree said it was acacia, and Shiro hated Mandy. -Liang Qichao's Zhi Zhu Ci in Taiwan Province Province
15, since the princess came out, the mirror has been black. Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time? -Xu Gan's Thinking in the Room
5. Poems related to wives
1, married and loved each other.
I married you and never doubted that I would love you forever. 2, once the sea was difficult for water, amber forever.
-"Li Si" Tang Yuanzhen explained: I have seen the vast sea, and I will not look at that trickle. Except for the colorful clouds on Wushan Mountain, other clouds are not worth seeing.
3. You know you have a husband. Give me a pair of pearls. -"Women's Day" Tang Zhangji explained: Thank you for lingering and tying pearls on my red shirt.
4. Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily. -"The banks of the Yellow River were recaptured by the imperial army" Tang Du Fu explained: Looking back, I don't know where my wife and children's worries went. I rolled up the book casually, and I was almost crazy with joy.
5. Tell stories with Shan's wife in the play and try to destroy the old scalp. -"Going to the Garrison to Show My Family" Lin Qingzexu explained: I was joking. I told my old lady the story that Song Zhenzong called Yang Pu and Su Dongpo to prison in Zhi Lin, Dongpo, and said that you might as well recite the poem "This time ruined the old scalp" to see me off.
When I was fourteen, I became your wife, and I was too shy to laugh. -"Long March" Tang Libai explained: When I married you at the age of fourteen, I was too ashamed to smile.
7. His family hopes to have money, and my concubine will eat with you. -"Going to the East Gate and Going Out of the East Gate" Han Anonymous explained: When the East Gate drew her sword, the child's mother took her clothes and cried and said, "Others only want wealth, I would rather eat porridge with you.
8. Jing 'an Hall is a window willow, and flowers stand in front of it. -"Wang Yitai" Tang Juyi explained: In Jing 'an Hall, I face the green willows in front of the window every day and stare at the distance; In front of the post station, the spring faded and flowers fell all over the ground.
9. I went home last year, and I am far away this year. -"Partridge sky, housekeepers come down to the sun to send" Wei Songchu explained: I was still at home on my wife's birthday last year, and now I am facing him at the end of the world.
10, those in the upper room tonight, tossing and turning, sighing and unable to rest. -"Guan Shanyue" Tang Libai explained: This bright moon is in the sky, and the wife of Huaifu, who is looking at the bright moon on the high building, is also sighing frequently. When will the distance return?