In our daily study, work and life, everyone collects his favorite ancient poems. As a genre of poetry, ancient poetry refers to ancient poetry as opposed to modern poetry, also known as ancient poetry and modern poetry. What kind of ancient poems are good? What about ancient poetry? The following are the ancient poems about Mother's Day that I compiled for you. Welcome everyone to learn from them, I hope it will help you.
Mother's Day Poetry 1 Wandering Sons
(Tang) Meng Jiao
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.
But how much love an inch of grass has is three times!
Send mom home.
Tang Li Shangyin
I was trapped in prison when I parked the car.
Feeling from this, sadness and tears stuck in the throat.
Fang's mother is seriously ill and wants to be a famous doctor.
The bus is very urgent today, so it is difficult to stop!
Motherly love has nothing to report, what can life expect!
Cry at midnight
Tang Bai Juyi
The second time I lost my mother, I vomited because I was dumb.
Don't fly day and night, keep the old forest old.
Crying in the middle of the night every night, everyone who smells it will be moved.
If you tell me in your voice, you won't give back to your heart.
Send xing
Don du fu
The world is not peaceful, poor Kiko is still a child, and her family is poor, so it is up to your mother to take care of her.
I can't rely on my family, and I don't know when to exchange news.
Zhang yuhang
Tang Libai
Hu Feng blows instead of horses, and guards Luyangguan in the north.
Wu Bing took a photo of Hai Xue and asked when it would come back.
Halfway through Liao and Jin, Huang Yun was in great pain.
The old mother and son left without saying goodbye and cried among the weeds.
Who is the son?
Tang hanyu
Who is not crazy, who is not crazy, who will go to the palace to call the Taoist priest?
The old white-headed mother hid her face and cried bitterly, and her shirt sleeves were torn.
Cui Mei's bride, twenty years old, sent her home and cried all over the city.
Or Yun wants to learn to fight, Mu Biqiang.
Xuan Mo diagram
Wang Yuan cotton
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.
The Book of Songs Li Feng Kaifeng
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.
My mother is very nice, and I have no one.
Is there any cold in the spring? Under Xun.
With seven children, my mother is very hard.
Yellow bird, load its voice.
There are seven children, don't comfort your mother.
Say goodbye to my mother.
Huang Qing Ren Jing
I went to worship the mother river beam, and I was worried about my tears.
This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time.
Arrive home at the end of the year
Qing Jiang Shi quan
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.
Ancient Mother's Day Poems 2 Seven Rhymes of Mother's Day (New Rhyme) Text/Plum Rhyme and Bamboo Rhyme
The fragrant daylily stays bright in spring, and it is full of timidity.
Different years are full of sighs, and extraordinary maternal love is doubly grateful.
Pity your dreams because you think of the past, and look at the respect for your loved ones today.
Happy to have a happy day, childlike innocence is not grateful!
Lv Qi Mother's Day (New Rhyme) Text/Bisha Bamboo Shadow
In May, the sky is clear and the flowers are fragrant, and bees are busy collecting honey from the branches.
Milk swallows learn to fly through green willows, calves eat grass and bathe in the sunset.
Warmth often evokes joy in front of the knee, and frustration grows in the dream.
Wandering with infinite affection, filial piety is a respect for Gao Tang.
Mother's Day Si Er (New Rhyme) Text/Emperor Shanqin
Ride the wind and waves to worship Wenchuan, break the wall and get rid of the old face.
The green grass is beautiful, and the new building is towering.
Livelihood is as prosperous as tea, and purple smoke rises like water.
Tears welled up in the schoolhouse when it heard this poem.
Seven Methods of Mother's Day and Poetry (New Rhyme) Text/Fragrant Tree
On this day, I was in tears, and I couldn't play well.
Knowing that the hair adds snow to the temples, I am afraid that my body will be colder.
Shoulder the sun and moon family business, love the spring godson.
I hope the east wind blows my hometown, and the faint day lily is blue!
The old tree flies in the wind, and the faint eyes outside the sword look far away from Sichuan.
Mother's day poem 3 1, arrive home at the end of the year
Qing Jiang Shi quan
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 complain about the dust.
2, "Mother Biezi"
Tang Bai Juyi
Mothers are different from children, and children are different from mothers. During the day, there are no lights and crying.
General Guan, an ancient general title, won a new title last year.
Welcome Luoyang as a flower with a gift of 2 million yuan.
New people welcome old people and abandon them. Lotus in the palm is a thorn in the side.
It's not sad to welcome the new and abandon the old, it's sad to leave two children at home.
At first, I walked with my hands. At first, I sat and cried and grabbed people's clothes.
With your new beauty, my mother and son will be separated.
It is best to have a crow and a magpie in the forest, and the mother will not lose the young males and females.
It should be like a peach and plum tree in the garden, with flowers falling on the branches with the wind.
Newlyweds, newlyweds, listen to me, Luoyang infinite red chamber girl.
I hope the general will make contributions and there will be more new people who are better than you.
3. The Wandering Son
Tang mengjiao
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.
But how much love an inch of grass has is three times!
4. "short song"
Don Wang Jian
When a person is born, he rises at dawn.
Going up the mountain late, going down the mountain ill.
Thirty-six thousand dynasties in a hundred years, half a day at night will be better.
There are songs and dances, so be sure to be early. Yesterday was better than today.
People see men and women as good, but they don't know that men and women make people old.
Short songs, no music.
5. Missing Mother
Song Gong Yu
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.
6. Mother's love
Yuan Yangweizhen
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.
7. Xuan Mo Map
Wang Yuan cotton
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.
8. "Yan's Xiu Liu Sao"
Tang Bai Juyi
There is Shuang Yan on the beam, a male and a female.
Between two rafters, a nest gave birth to Si Er.
Si Er is a long day and night, and the voice of asking for food is diligent.
Caterpillar is not easy to catch, and the yellow mouth has no heyday.
Paws are eager for us, but they are not tired.
For a moment, I was afraid of hunger in my nest.
After 30 days of hard work, mom's skinny chicken is getting fatter and fatter.
Muttering, brushing sweaters one by one.
Once the wings are formed, lead them to the branch of the court.
Raise your wings and fly in the wind without looking back.
Men and women sing in the air, but their voices don't return.
But to enter the empty nest and sing all night.
Yan Yan, don't be sad, but think about yourself.
Imagine yourself as a young day, flying high and carrying your mother.
At that time, my parents thought that I should know today.
9. Answer the old man in Dai Beifu
Don
The old man with a negative salary went to Zhou Bei. He looked at Wang Bei's hometown.
He said that the old man had three sons, all of whom had died in Huangsha.
Now that the child has just grown up, he will confess next year.
Knowing this, we will fall apart and cannot live and die together.
Borrow a farm house from Wu next door, and then go to the countryside alone.
It's even harder to have more children.
Recently, it is said that the Emperor advocates martial arts and vegetables, and Qiang Bing wants to be quiet.
Ensuring border security is a long-term policy, so there is no need to expel China people.
10, night shift
Tanggaoshi
The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad.
Tonight, my hometown is full of thoughts, and the Ming Dynasty is worried for another year.
1 1, supplementing deficiency
Don Sikontu
A mother failed to teach, and three yuan was sent to the kettle.
Shao Yunyun vulgar stop Yao color, Luan River low flying brush treasure furnace.
12, "Send a piece to Classic".
Tang Meng Hao ran
In the colorful fifteenth year, before trying to be a loving mother.
Lian Xiao paid tribute at the age of 20, and Huai Ju went to Qinchuan.
Four tweets, Zhong.
Don't row on the river, who doesn't look to the gods.
13, Go to Laoshan and Stay in Meng Jiao.
Tang baorong
There is no sharp edge in choosing wood, and there is no clever way to make fish.
How to bite off more than one can chew?
The former never gets tired of farming and never leaves his relatives for a day.
I am thousands of miles away, and I am absent-minded.
You are kind to your mother, but you only imagine one person.
Silkworm and mulberry can grow, and clothes are always new.
Spit a foot of silk at a meal, who sees this hospitality.
Don't go back to farming, set the wheel on fire.
14, "Send a piece to Classic".
Tang Meng Hao ran
In the colorful fifteenth year, before trying to be a loving mother.
Lian Xiao paid tribute at the age of 20, and Huai Ju went to Qinchuan.
Four tweets, Zhong.
Don't row on the river, who doesn't look to the gods.
15, night
Don Li Qunyu
Layers of waves are separated by dreams, and you can see the green maple forest.
In the meantime, there are birds, and there are sorrows.
The moon is dark and windy, and the fields are misty and rainy.
If you hear someone crying, the sound will hurt.
Quiet, the night is long, and the empty mountain sounds sad.
Distant guests don't listen, and they worry about China's invasion.
It's not the soul of the Shu emperor, it's a mountain bird.
Four children are scattered, and the mother voice is still there.