Four poems about maternal love (four ancient poems praising maternal love) 1. Four ancient poems praising maternal love
Poems praising mother:
A loving mother loves her son and asks nothing in return. Liu An [Korea]
In October, the baby is heavy and the reward is light. Song of exhorting filial piety
One-foot-three baby, ten years and eight years' work. Song of exhorting filial piety
The mother said that the child was lying dry and the mother was asleep and wet. Song of exhorting filial piety
The mother's bitter son has not seen it yet, and the child's mother is uneasy. Song of exhorting filial piety
My mother is one hundred years old and often reads eighty children. Song of exhorting filial piety
With a loving mother, the prodigal son does not feel cold. Song of exhorting filial piety
I didn't know my parents when I loved them. Children's language
The old white-headed mother hid her face and cried bitterly, and her shirt sleeves were torn. Han Yu
When the mother instrument hangs down, it is bright and the night platform is silent. Motto collection
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? [Tang] Meng Jiao
Yesterday, Meng Mu chose a neighbor. In Mencius' laziness, she cut the cloth. Three Character Classic
Mother, the first relative in the world; Motherly love is the first love in the world. Strict words
2. Collect 4 poems about maternal love.
1, mom! The wind and rain came, and the birds hid in the nest; The storm in my heart is coming, so I can only hide in your arms. 2. If the creator has only one blissful promise of eternal life, I will sincerely beg: "I am in my mother's arms, my mother is on the boat, and the boat is on the moonlight sea." Mom! Put aside your sadness and let me sink into your arms. Only you are the destination of my soul. Xiaohua also wants to look up and thank the love of spring. However, her deep kindness finally silenced her. Mom! Were you that spring?
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Mom! Put aside your sadness and let me sink into your arms. Only you are the destination of my soul.
Mom! The wind and rain came, and the birds hid in the nest; The storm in my heart is coming, so I can only hide in your arms. If the creator has only one blissful promise of eternal life, I will sincerely beg: "I am in my mother's arms, my mother is in the boat, my mother!" " Put aside your sadness and let me sink into your arms. Only you are the destination of my soul. Xiaohua also wants to look up and thank the love of spring. However, her deep kindness finally silenced her. Mom! Were you that spring?
Mom! Can you read this fragmentary article? These words were hidden in your heart before I appeared.
Mom! The wind and rain came, and the birds hid in the nest; The storm in my heart is coming, so I can only hide in your arms. Source: Bing Xin's mother of stars! You are a lotus leaf, and I am a red lotus. The raindrops in my heart are coming, except for you,
All the glory and pride in the world come from mothers. (Gorky) Motherly love is a great flame. (romain rolland) There is one of the most beautiful voices in the world, and that is the mother's call. (Dante) A loving mother's arm is made of love. How can a child sleep in it without sweetness? (Hugo) The sweetest word a person's lips can utter is mother, and the best call is "mother". (Ji Bolun) Motherly love is the greatest power in the world. Everyone is a friend when you succeed. But only mother-she is a partner in failure. (Zheng Zhenduo) How intense, selfish and fanatical maternal love is, occupying our whole hearts. (Duncan) How similar mothers all over the world are! Their hearts are always the same. Every mother has a very pure heart. (Whitman) All the glory and pride in the world come from mothers. (Gorky)
3. Poems and songs about maternal love
Poems about maternal love are as follows:
1. Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi Xian Liu Sao" in Tang Dynasty
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.
2. The October 28th Storm by Lu You in the Song Dynasty.
The wind rages to pull up the wood, and the rain storms to lift the house. The wind turns the waves and the rain falls on the axle. Dare to open the door, you can't blow out the candles. It's just that the gully flow has risen and the potential has leveled off.
Try to stay in Maili, hoping to mature next year; One is full, and five are poor. South neighbors are even more unforgettable, and Budong has not been redeemed; In the Ming Dynasty, mother and son wept at each other.
Lu You's anti-Japanese war thought was excluded by the establishment at this time, and his life was miserable. But he firmly believed in himself and did not go along with the court dignitaries. Through this poem, he contrasted and accused the unreasonable phenomena of the disparity between the rich and the poor and the difference in bitterness and joy, which is the legacy of Du Fu's "Zhu Men's wine and meat stink, and the road has frozen bones".
Lu You (1125—1210) is famous for his word service concept. Han nationality, a native of Yinshan, Yuezhou (now Shaoxing, Zhejiang), was a famous poet in the Southern Song Dynasty. When I was young, I was influenced by patriotic thoughts at home. When Emperor Gaozong was young, I should try it, which Qin Gui admired. Filial piety makes a scholar. Middle-aged into Shu, devoted to military life, the official to Baozhangge to be built. Retire to another country in his later years. There are more than 9,000 poems written today, which are extremely rich in content. He is the author of Poems of Jiannan, Collected Works of Weinan, Book of Southern Tang Dynasty, Notes on Old Ann Studies, etc.
4. What are the four ancient poems about mother?
First, "don't want an old mother"
Author: Huang Jingren in Qing Dynasty
1, original text
The bow curtain goes to the mother river beam, and the tears are white.
This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time.
2. Translation
Because I had to go to He Liang to make a living, I opened the curtain and reluctantly said goodbye to my old mother. Seeing my white-haired mother, I couldn't help 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 tragic death. What's the use of adopting a son? I still don't want it.
Second, the Tenth Five-Year Plan.
Author: Wang Anshi in Song Dynasty
1, original text
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.
2. Translation
Hangou, located in Shanyang County, Shangluo City, Shaanxi Province, belongs to the southeast of Shaanxi Province and is located in the south of Qinling Mountain and Shangluo City. Mibai refers to Mibai, which is located in Taiping Prefecture, two kilometers southeast of dangtu county County, Maanshan City, Anhui Province, where the Guxi River and Qingshan River meet.
This poem is very poetic. When mother hears cuckoo's voice on a full moon night, she will think of her son who ran away from home. Although the north and south are separated, she is still deeply concerned.
Third, "miss my mother"
Author: late Song Dynasty and early Yuan Dynasty
1, original text
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.
2. Translation
Frost destroyed the reed flowers and tears wet the clothes. No more white-haired mothers leaning against the door.
In April and May last year, when the plums were ripe, it rained, and my mother mortgaged clothes to exchange food for me.
Extended data:
Other famous poems about mothers:
First, "The Wandering Son"
Author: Meng Jiao in Tang Dynasty
1, original text
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?
2. Translation
A loving mother makes clothes for her long-distance son with a needle and thread in her hand.
Before leaving, he sewed a needle tightly for fear that his son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.
Who can say that a child's filial piety as weak as grass can repay the kindness of such a loving mother as Chunhui Puze?
Second, "Xuan Mo Figure 1"
Author: Wang Mian in Yuan Dynasty
1, original text
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.
2. Translation
Brilliant daylily was 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.
5. Ancient poems about maternal love (whole poems)
1. I love them. How can I get to know my parents? Children's language
The bald old mother hid her face and cried, and her shirt sleeves were broken. Han Yu
3. The thread in the hand of a kind-hearted mother makes clothes for her wayward 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? [Tang] Meng Jiao
4. The baby is heavy in October, and the three students are rewarded lightly. Song of exhorting filial piety
The mother said that the child was lying dry and the mother was asleep and wet. Song of exhorting filial piety
6. The mother is bitter and the mother is uneasy. Song of exhorting filial piety
7. My mother is one hundred years old and often reads until she is eighty. Song of exhorting filial piety
8. My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed to me, caressed me, nurtured me, nursed me, cared for me and answered me. The Book of Songs
9. The prodigal son respects his loving mother and doesn't feel cold. Song of exhorting filial piety
10. When the mother instrument hangs down, the pipe will be bright and the Wusu Night Station will be silent. Motto collection
1 1. In the eyes of parents, children are often a part of themselves, and children are his ideal chance to start over.
12. Mourn my parents and give birth to me. The Book of Songs
13. What's the point without mom and dad? The Book of Songs
14. The only unpolluted love in the world is maternal love. Strict words
15. When you succeed, everyone is a friend. But only mother-she is the partner of failure. zheng zhenduo
6. Motherly love poems
1. Put mother in the ditch and leave her home in the shade.
2, frost meteor reed tears wet clothes, bald head does not rely on firewood. Last May, Huang Meiyu Zeng Dian returned to his hometown as a cassock.
3, when you are in the dark, you will miss your tears, but I am afraid you will miss more tears!
4. The sun shadow on high-rise hills is slight, and birds staying alone at dusk are rare. The forest was empty, but Ding Ning told me to go home early.
5. Stop the car. I am trapped as a prisoner. 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, but it is difficult to stop. Motherly love has nothing to report, what can life expect!
6, the old white-headed mother covered the door, and the sleeve was broken.
7, only the inch of long grass is a little sentimental, and it is reported to be three spring rays.
8. It was a miserable snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time.
9. A granddaughter didn't go and went in and out naked.
10, grandma Yao Chi's window opened and Huang Zhu sang sadly.
7. Four ancient poems about maternal love
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To worship the mother river beam,
Worry, watch.
On the tragic snowstorm night in Chai Men,
It is better to have children than nothing at this time.
Dry old clothes.
The robe is still there and the collar is still warm.
I can't bear to take it lightly when sewing again, and there are old thread marks of loving mothers on it.
Send mom home.
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!
1. I love them. How can I get to know my parents? Children's language
The bald old mother hid her face and cried, and her shirt sleeves were broken. Han Yu
3. The thread in the hand of a kind-hearted mother makes clothes for her wayward 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? [Tang] Meng Jiao
4. The baby is heavy in October, and the three students are rewarded lightly. Song of exhorting filial piety
The mother said that the child was lying dry and the mother was asleep and wet. Song of exhorting filial piety
6. The mother is bitter and the mother is uneasy. Song of exhorting filial piety
7. My mother is one hundred years old and often reads until she is eighty. Song of exhorting filial piety
8. My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed to me, caressed me, nurtured me, nursed me, cared for me and answered me. The Book of Songs
9. The prodigal son respects his loving mother and doesn't feel cold. Song of exhorting filial piety
10. When the mother instrument hangs down, the pipe will be bright and the Wusu Night Station will be silent. Motto collection
1 1. In the eyes of parents, children are often a part of themselves, and children are his ideal chance to start over.
12. Mourn my parents and give birth to me. The Book of Songs
13. What's the point without mom and dad? The Book of Songs
14. The only unpolluted love in the world is maternal love. Strict words
15. When you succeed, everyone is a friend. But only mother-she is the partner of failure. zheng zhenduo
the song of the homeless
The midline of the loving mother's hand,
You get dressed.
Tight seam,
I'm afraid I will be late.
Who is careless,
Make three spring scenery.
Author background
Meng Jiao (75 1-8 14) was a poet in the Tang Dynasty. Dongye was born in Wu Kang, Huzhou (now Deqing, Zhejiang). When I was a teenager, I lived in Shan Hao, and Han Yu and I were good friends. I was poor all my life, and I didn't enter Jinshi until I was nearly 50 years old. Meng Jiao's poems are famous for their sharp voice, pursuit of strange ideas and thin language style, and expression of the lower class and their own poor life and experience. He is as famous as Jia Dao and is known as "a thin suburban island".
Annotation explanation
Wanderer: A person who travels far from home.
Italian fear: worry.
An inch of grass: grass. Inch grass heart: here refers to the heart of a wanderer.
Sanchunhui: the sunshine in spring. Here is a metaphor of maternal love. Three spring, early spring, middle spring and late spring refer to the whole spring. Light, sunshine.
Modern Translation of Ancient Poetry
Needle and thread in the hands of a loving mother, clothes on people who travel far from home. When traveling, I have to sew tightly, fearing that my son will come back late. Who says the grass's mind can repay the glory of spring?
Appreciation of famous sentences-"But how much love does an inch of grass have, and do you have three rays of spring?"
Meng Jiao was admitted to the Jinshi at the age of 50 and became a lieutenant of Liyang County. As a small official, he ended his long-term wandering life and lived with his mother. This poem was written at this time. The poem reveals the greatness of maternal love with a very ordinary and typical life detail: the old mother sewed the clothes for her son who was about to leave, and because she was worried that her son would not come back for a long time, she sewed them carefully, hoping that the more she sewed, the stronger she would be. The loving mother's deep love for her son was sewn into her clothes, and her son went all the way to Wan Li. This ordinary life scene, full of affection, has been experienced by each of us, so it can arouse every reader's * * * and arouse our memories and attachment to our mother. Motherly love is unrequited and inexhaustible for children, because it is as endless as the March sunshine feeding grass. Poetry is simple in picture, simple in language, profound in connotation and touching, so it can be widely read and passed down through the ages.