Poems about missing my mother 1. Poems about missing my mother
1. Farewell to my mother, Qing Dynasty: Huang Jingren.
Original: I bowed down to the mother river beam, worrying for nothing and watching my eyes dry up. It's a miserable snowy night in Chai Men. It's better to have children than nothing at this time. Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: Because I want to go to Heliang to make a living, I lifted the curtain and reluctantly said goodbye to my old mother. When I saw my white-haired mother, I couldn't help but shed tears, and my tears dried up. On this snowy night, it's a pity that we can't be filial to our mother, but we have to hide Chai Men's miserable death. What's the use of adopting a son? I might as well not.
2, "Mother Biezi" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Original: Mother Biezi, son Biemu, crying in the daytime without light. General Guan Xi, a title of generals in ancient times, won a new title last year. With a gift of 2 million yuan, Luoyang was welcomed as a flower. Newcomers welcome old people to abandon, and the lotus in the palm is a thorn in the eye. It's not sad to welcome the new and abandon the old, but sad to leave two children at your home. At the beginning, I helped to walk, and at the beginning, I sat down, crying and holding people's clothes. With your couple's new beauty, my mother and son are separated. It's better to have a crow and a magpie in the forest, and the mother doesn't lose the young male and the female. It should be like a peach and plum tree in the garden, with flowers falling in the branches with the wind. Newcomers, newlyweds listen to me, Luoyang infinite red chamber girl. I hope the general will make great contributions, and more new people will be better than you.
Interpretation in vernacular Chinese: A mother's son, a son's mother, the sunshine in the daytime seems to have lost its luster because of sadness, and the crying is infinitely miserable.
The family lived in Chang 'an, Kansai, and her husband was in a high position as a general. Last year, he made meritorious military service and was given a knighthood. I also got a reward of 2 million yuan, so I married a bride as beautiful as flowers and pure as jade in Luoyang.
If the bride is not satisfied when she comes, she wants her husband to abandon her old wife. She is the lotus in his palm, but I am the nail in their eyes. It is human nature to like the new and hate the old, which is not enough to be sad. I will pack my bags and leave helplessly. But sadly, there are two biological children left at her husband's house. One just can walk on the edge of the bed, and the other just can sit up. The sitting child is crying, and the walking child is holding my clothes.
You and your wife are newly in love with Yan 'er, but let our mother and son where will you go never see each other again. At this moment, my heart is full of unspeakable sadness. People's fickle feelings are not as good as the black magpies in the forest. The mother birds don't leave their chicks, and the male birds always take care of them. This scene is like a peach tree in the backyard. The petals that once covered the greenhouse have fallen with the wind, and the young fruit will still hang on the top of the tree to experience frost, snow and rain. Newcomers, newcomers, listen to me. There are countless beauties in the Red Chamber in Luoyang. I hope you will make some meritorious deeds in the future and marry a more delicate bride than you.
3, The First Picture of Mo Xuan, Yuan Dynasty: Wang Mian
Original text: Colorful Hemerocallis, Luosheng North Hall. The south wind blows its heart, and who does it throw up for? A loving mother leans on the door, but a wanderer walks hard. I am willing to be sparse in the day, and I am afraid of it in the day. Looking up at Yunlin, I am ashamed to listen to the birds.
Interpretation in vernacular Chinese: A bright day lily flower was born under the North Hall. The south wind blows the day lilies, swaying for whom to reveal the fragrance? A kind mother leans against the door and looks forward to her children. It is so bitter for a wanderer to travel far away! The support for parents is estranged every day, and the news of children can't reach every day. Looking up at a cloud forest, I was ashamed to hear the cry of the hui bird and miss it so far.
4, "Thinking of Mother" Song Dynasty: With Gong
Original: Frosted reed flowers shed tears and wet clothes, and the bald head did not rely on Chai Fei again. In May last year, Huang Meiyu, Zeng Dian returned home as a cassock.
Interpretation in vernacular Chinese: How many times have I sat under the flowers and played the flute? The red wall of the Milky Way is so far away to me. The stars in front of me are not the stars of last night. For whom did I stand in the wind and dew all night? The lingering feelings are like silkworms, and the wandering heart is like a peeled banana. Recalling the scene when she was fifteen years old on that full moon night, it's a pity that this cup of wine in my hand can't eliminate the sadness in my heart.
5, "Ciwu Night Cry" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Original text: Ciwu lost his mother, and he was dumb and spit out the mourning sound. Don't fly around the clock, keep the old forest for years. Cry at midnight every night, and those who smell it will be touched. If you tell me in your voice, you will not feed back your heart. A hundred birds have no mother, but they are sad. It should be the mother's kindness that makes you sad. Once upon a time, there was Wu Qizhe, whose mother died. What a disciple, his heart is not as good as that of a bird. Ci Wu fu ci Wu, Zeng Shen of birds.
Interpretation in vernacular Chinese: 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 year.
I cry in the middle of the night every day, and the people who hear me can't help crying. Ciwu's crying seems to be lamenting that he failed to do his duty to feed back filial piety in time.
Don't other birds have mothers? Why are you so sad only because of Ciwu? It must be that your mother's kindness is so deep that you can't bear it! Once upon a time, there was a man named Wu Qi, but his mother died without mourning. Alas for such people, their hearts are really worse than animals! Ciwu, Ciwu! You are really a great bird!
2. Ancient poems about missing my mother
1. "Ciwu Night Cry" In the Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi lost his mother and was dumb.
don't fly around day and night, but keep the old forest for years. Cry at midnight every night, and those who smell it will be touched.
if you tell me in your voice, you don't feed back your heart. A hundred birds have no mother, but they are sad.
it should be that the mother is kind and heavy, making you sad. Once upon a time, there was Wu Qizhe, whose mother died.
well, the disciples are not as good as birds. Ci Wu fu ci Wu, Zeng Shen of birds.
Translation: Ciwu lost his mother, and he kept crying sadly. I stayed in the old forest in the morning and evening, and refused to fly away all year.
I cry in the middle of the night every day, and the people who hear me can't help crying. Ciwu's crying seems to be lamenting that he failed to do his duty to feed back filial piety in time.
Don't other birds have mothers? Why are you so sad only because of Ciwu? It must be that your mother's kindness is so deep that you can't bear it! Once upon a time, there was a man named Wu Qi, but his mother died without mourning. Alas for such people, their hearts are really worse than animals! Ciwu, Ciwu! You are really a great bird! 2, "Thinking of Mother" Song Dynasty: With Gong Shuang, I shed tears on my clothes, and my bald head did not rely on Chai Fei again.
Last May, in Huang Meiyu, Zeng Dian returned home as a cassock. How many times have I sat under the flowers and played a blowjob? The red wall of the Milky Way is so far away for me.
The stars in front of me are not the stars of last night. For whom did I stand in the wind and dew all night? The lingering feelings are like silkworms, and the wandering heart is like a peeled banana. Recalling the scene when she was fifteen years old on that full moon night, it's a pity that this cup of wine in my hand can't eliminate the sadness in my heart.
3. "Farewell to my mother" In Qing Dynasty: Huang Jingren bowed his curtain and went to the mother's river beam, worrying about it for nothing and watching his eyes wither. It's a miserable snowy night in Chai Men. It's better to have children than nothing at this time.
Translation: Because I want to go to Heliang to make a living, I lifted the curtain and reluctantly bid farewell to my old mother. When I saw my white-haired mother, I couldn't stop crying and my tears dried up. On this snowy night, it's a pity that we can't be filial to our mother, but we have to hide Chai Men's miserable death. What's the use of adopting a son? I might as well not.
4, "Yu Zhangxing" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai Hu Feng blew instead of horses, and held Luyangguan in the north. Wu Bing took photos of the sea snow and asked when it would be returned.
halfway across Liao and Jin, Huang Yun was miserable. Old mother and son don't say goodbye, crying between the weeds.
the white horse circled the standard, moaning and climbing. Poplar autumn moon bitter, early fall in Yuzhang Mountain.
I'm a xiuming man, and I'm not idle when I'm trying to kill people. Do you cherish fighting to death, to sweep away the fierce stubbornness for you?
if you have no feathers, you can't be afraid of danger. If the ship flies like a whale, it will fall into the bay of stars.
this song can't be played, and the temples of the three armies are in spots. The north wind blows Huma and occupies Luyangguan in Ruzhou.
wuyue's newly recruited soldiers and horses braved the heavy snow on Poyang Lake to conquer Hu Lu in the west. The loyalist of Wu crossed the water in Liaojin, but Huang Yun was bleak.
the old mother's other son was crying sadly, and people were worried. White horse around the standard, mournful chase.
Populus tomentosa languishes for it, and the autumn moon languishes for it, and it falls into Yuzhang Mountain early. Born in a peaceful and prosperous time, he was not used to fighting with the Hu people, but in order to serve the Lord faithfully and wipe out the stubborn enemy, he did not hesitate to fight and sacrifice.
its sincerity can be felt, and the stone opens the way. How can it be afraid of difficulties and dangers? The ship is flying in the water like a long whale, and the waves are rough, stirring and landing in Star Bay. I'll stop here for this sad song. If I play it again, the hair of the soldiers in the three armed forces will turn white.
5. "Mo Xuan Tu I" Yuan Dynasty: Wang Mian's colorful Hemerocallis, Luosheng North Hall. The south wind blows its heart, and who does it throw up for? A loving mother leans on the door, but a wanderer walks hard.
if you are willing to ask questions, you will be reluctant. Looking up at Yunlin, I am ashamed to listen to the birds.
A bright day lily flower was born under the North Hall. The south wind blows the day lilies, swaying for whom to reveal the fragrance? A kind mother leans against the door and looks forward to her children. It is so bitter for a wanderer to travel far away! The support for parents is estranged every day, and the news of children can't reach every day.
I looked up at a cloud forest, and I was ashamed to miss it when I heard the call of the birds.
3. What are the poems about "missing mother"
The poems about "missing mother" are as follows;
1. The Song of Persuasion of Filial Piety is a book written by the king of Qing Dynasty-in October, the pregnancy is heavy, and the reward of Sansheng is light.
2, "Bie Lao Mu" is clear about Huang Zhongze-I went to the mother's river beam, and I was worried about my tears.
3. Wang Anshi of Song Dynasty in the Tenth Five-Year Plan —— Put his mother in the ditch and leave her home in the shade.
4. "Arriving at Home at the End of the Year" is clear in Jiang Shiquan-I love my son endlessly, and I am happy to be home.
5, "Mother Biezi" Tang Bai Juyi-mother Biezi, son Biemu, crying in the daytime.
6, "Mother's Love" Yuan Yang Weizhen-Mother's love, love chicks, Zhao Jiaguang righteousness as the Crown Prince.
7, "Mo Xuan Tu" Yuan Wang Mian-a loving mother is attached to the door, and a wanderer has a hard time traveling.
8. "Who's Son" Tang Hanyu-an old woman with a white head covered the door and cried, and the sleeves were broken.
9. Tang Zhang said in Answer to the Old Man in Daibei Prefecture that it is even harder to have more children in life.
1. In addition to Night Work, Tang Gaoshi-My hometown is thinking for thousands of miles tonight, and I am worried about the Ming Dynasty for another year.
1. In October, the pregnancy is heavy, but the reward for the third life is light.
My mother was pregnant for ten months and gave birth to herself. I can't repay this kindness by living for three times. Explain that maternal love is broad and mothers are great, and children must understand their mothers.
2. Pull up the curtain and bow down to the mother river beam, worrying for nothing and watching your eyes dry up.
Translation: Because I want to go to Heliang to make a living, I lifted the curtain and reluctantly bid farewell to my old mother. When I saw my white-haired mother, I couldn't stop crying and my tears dried up.
3. Put the mother in the ditch and leave her home in the shade.
After taking my mother to Yangzhou, I settled in a place covered by temporary white linen, because Yangzhou is a transportation hub between the north and the south.
4. I love my son endlessly, and I am happy to be home.
Translation: Express the feeling of missing and feeling guilty when the wanderer returns home to meet his relatives.
5. The mother is different from the child, and the child is different from the mother. It is bitter to cry without light during the day.
Translation: The mother is different from the son, and the son is different from the mother. The sunshine in the daytime seems to have lost its luster because of sadness, and the crying is infinitely sad.
6. A loving mother loves her chicks, and Zhao Jiaguang is the Crown Prince.
The author wants to express children's feelings of missing for a long time.
7. A loving mother is attached to the door, but a wanderer has a hard time walking.
A kind mother leans against the door and looks forward to her children. It is so hard for a wanderer to travel far away!
8. The old woman with a white head covered the door and cried, and the sleeves were broken.
The old white-haired mother closed the door and cried. I can't keep my sleeves if I break them.
9. It's even harder to have more children at birth.
The old man's third son has just grown up, and he is threatened with being drafted into the army. I have to leave my hometown again, expressing my parents' reluctance.
1. I miss my hometown for thousands of miles tonight, and I am worried about the Ming Dynasty for another year.
After tonight, tomorrow will be a new year, and I will be one year older. As a stranger in a foreign land, I feel homesick on New Year's Eve.
4. What are the ancient poems about missing my mother?
1. My mother's son
Tang Dynasty:
General Guan Xi, a title of generals in ancient times, won a new title last year.
with a gift of 2 million yuan, Luoyang was welcomed as a flower.
the new person welcomes the old one and abandons it, but the lotus flower in the palm has a thorn in its eye.
It's not enough to welcome the new and abandon the old. Sadness stays at your home for two children.
at the beginning, I helped to walk, and at the beginning, I sat down, crying and holding people's clothes.
with your new marriage, my mother and son are separated.
it's not as good as a black bird and a magpie in the forest, and the mother doesn't lose the young male and the female.
it should be like a peach and plum tree in the garden, with flowers falling in the branches with the wind.
Newcomers, newlyweds, listen to me, Luoyang Infinite Red Chamber Girl.
I hope the general will make great contributions, and there will be new people better than you.
2. Thinking of Mother
Song Dynasty: With Gong
Frost, Lu Hua's tears wet his clothes, and his bald head did not rely on Chai Fei again.
Last May, in Huang Meiyu, Zeng Dian returned home as a cassock.
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farewell to my mother
Qing dynasty: Huang Jingren
bowed his curtain and went to the mother's river beam, worrying for nothing and watching his eyes wither.
It's a miserable snowy night in Chai Men. It's better to have children than nothing at this time.
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Homeless
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
After a lonely paradise, he lived in a garden of Artemisia annua. I live in more than 1 homes, and everything is in chaos.
there is no news from the survivor, and the deceased is dust and mud. Because of the defeat, the bitch came back to find an old way.
after a long trip, I see an empty lane, and I feel thin and miserable every day, but I'm angry with Kitsune to tanuki.
what are the neighbors? One or two old people are widowed. Loving birds love their branches, being quiet and living in poverty.
Fang Chun hoes alone and irrigates the beds at dusk. When the county official knew that I was here, he called to learn drums and shovel.
although he served in this state, he had no one to take care of. When you are near, you will be lost.
my hometown is exhausted, and the distance is also neat. Forever painful and long-term sick mother, five years to appoint a ditch stream.
I can't bear it, and I will be sour for life. Life is homeless, why is it steaming?
5. "Kai Feng"
Pre-Qin: Anonymous
Kai Feng came from the south, blowing his heart. The thorn heart is dying, and the mother's family is rewarded.
if the wind blows from the south, it will blow your salary. Mother's goodness, I have no one.
is there a cold spring? Under Xun. There are seven children, and my mother works hard.
play the yellow bird. There are seven children, so don't comfort your mother.
5. I miss my mother's poem
"Kai Feng" [Northern and Southern Dynasties] is anonymous. Kai Feng came from the south and blew his heart.
the thorn heart is dying, and the mother is overworked. The wind blows from the south, and the wind blows from the other side.
my mother's goodness, I have no one. Is there a cold spring? Under Xun.
There are seven children, and my mother works hard. The yellow bird, carry its sound.
with seven children, don't comfort your mother. "Farewell to Old Mother" [Qing] Huang Jingren pulled up the curtain and went to worship the mother's river beam, worrying for nothing and watching her eyes dry.
It's a miserable snowy night in Chai Men. It's better to have children than nothing at this time. "Ciwu Night Cry" [Tang] Bai Juyi Ciwu lost his mother, and he was dumb and spit.
don't fly around day and night, but keep the old forest for years. Cry at midnight every night, and those who smell it will be touched.
if you tell me in your voice, you don't feed back your heart. A hundred birds have no mother, but they are sad.
it should be that the mother is kind and heavy, making you sad.