What are the poems that express love for parents?

Ode to a Wanderer Tang Meng Jiao

the thread in the hands of a fond-hearted mother, makes clothes for the body of her wayward boy. Carefully she sews and thoroughly she mends,

dreading the delays that will keep him late from home. Who dare say that the children like the weak filial piety, can repay the love of the mother like spring SUNSHINE IN SPRING?

farewell to my mother

Qing Huang zhong, in "farewell to my mother", bowed his curtain and went to the mother's river beam, worrying about nothing but tears.

It's a miserable snowy night in Chai Men. It's better to have children than nothing at this time.

Wang Anshi of Song Dynasty in the Tenth Five-Year Plan

He put his mother in the ditch and left her home in the shade. When I heard about Du Yu in the moonlight, the North and the South always cared.

Arriving at Home at the End of the Year

Jiang Shiquan loves his son endlessly, and he is happy when he comes home. Cold clothes are needlework, but home letters are ink-stained.

I feel pity and thin when I meet you, and I ask you questions. I am ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh.

"Mother Biezi" Tang Bai Juyi

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 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 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 there will be new people better than you.

"Mother's Love" Yuan Yang Weizhen

Mother loves her young, and Zhao Jiaguang is the Crown Prince. The dragon and tiger steps are different day by day, and the dog is eager for the eagle.

Isn't there a six-foot orphan under the knee? Ah Zhao and Amy are not born. At night, the ghost's static lights are blurred, and the heavy snow leaks more than four drums.

If a hundred officials don't hold Dong Hu's pen, why should an orphan and widowed wife call? What's more, it's a disaster for Han Wangjin to poke a silver axe in front of the bed.

"The Picture of Mo Xuan" Yuan Wang Mian

Brilliant day lily flowers, Luosheng under the North Hall. The south wind blows its heart, and who does it throw up for?

a loving mother is attached to the door, but a wanderer has a hard time walking. I am willing to be sparse in the day, and I am afraid of it in the day.

Look up at Yunlin, ashamed to listen to the birds.

"Who's Son" Tang Hanyu

Who's son is neither stupid nor crazy? He went to the king's house to be called a Taoist. The old white-headed mother covered the door and cried, and the sleeves of the shirt were broken.

Cui Mei's bride, who is twenty years old, took her home and cried through the market. Or the cloud wants to learn to play Feng Sheng, and Mu Lingfei is better than Shaw History.

It's common and vulgar, and it's risky and strange to take your position. Although there are legends about immortals, those who know them know their falsehood.

the sage and sage can be bullied, but it's impossible to die in poverty. Alas, Yu Xincheng is my brother, and I am willing to go to the end of the teaching.

it's not too late to punish people by punishing them for advising them on everything. Who's friends and relatives can pity me and write my poem as if it were a gift?

Tang Wangjian was born, and the day began to rise. It is late to go up the mountain and ill to go down the mountain. Thirty-six thousand dynasties in a hundred years, half a day will be better at night.

if you have songs and dances, you must be early. Yesterday is better than today. People see that men and women are good, but they don't know that men and women make people old.

short songs, no music.

. He said that the old man had three sons, and both of them had died in Huangsha.

Now that children are newly grown up, they will be recruited next year. If you know this, you will fall apart, and you will not be able to live and die together.

I will lend my farm house to my neighbors, and I will go back to my hometown alone. It's even harder to have more children at birth.

recently, it was said that the son of heaven respected martial arts and vegetables, and Qiang Bing wanted to calm Hu Chen. There is a long-term policy to secure the border, so there is no need to displace China people.

"Night Work" Tang Gaoshi

The cold lights in the hotel don't sleep alone, and the guest's heart turns sad.

I miss my hometown for thousands of miles tonight, and I am worried about the Ming Dynasty for another year.