a long while
Sacred carnation
Don't cover my arm in the dream.
Mother's grave
In the sunset
Mulberry trees fell down again.
The partridge cried again.
a long while
A warm lullaby
Don't dirty my helix in my dream.
Mother's grave
day lily
The loom doesn't work.
Can't afford to smoke.
a long while
Quiet candlelight
Don't knock my eyes in my dream.
Mother's grave
Paper money is very light.
Crickets stop singing.
The butterfly stopped its wings.
a long while
Hot reminder
Don't kiss me goodbye on the forehead in my dream.
Mother's grave
In trembling tears
The west wind is thinner.
Cold rain is denser.
a long while
Looking forward to your eyes
Don't pull my blood in your dreams.
Mother's grave
Loess isolation
There is no trace of tears.
Lonely moon without words
a long while
Rough palm
Don't straighten my spine in my dreams.
Mother's grave
In the mud of the future
What does the crown want?
What is Jing Guan afraid of?
(Author: Gu)
2. What are the poems about day lilies 1? Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. -Li Shangyin Untitled It was a long time before I met her, but it was even longer after we broke up.
2. Falling red is not heartless. Turning into spring mud will protect flowers. -Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems No.5"
3. Hsinchu is taller than the old bamboo branches, and it is supported by the old cadres. -Zheng Xie's Hsinchu
4. sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
5. Your husband is full of peaches and plums, so why should he plant a variety of flowers in front of the hall? -Bai Juyi's "Planting Flowers in the Green Field Hall of Gong Ling in Fenghe"
6. "Decline": I am well aware of Song Yu's bitterness, romance and elegance. He is also my teacher. -Du Fu's "The Second of Five Records of Places of Interest"
7. I should be a non-Zhao Xiong, and I should be respected as the teacher of the emperor. -Liu Ji's "Title Taigong Fishing Guard Map"
I got up and sat down since I heard the teacher play. -Han Yu, "Listening to Ying Shi Playing the Piano"
9. All teachers, women, fathers, mothers and children
10. Thread in the hands of a kind-hearted mother, making clothes for her wayward son. -Meng Jiao's "Wandering Sons/Welcome Mother to Wander"
1 1. People have a good impression on both men and women, but they don't know that men and women will make people old. -Wang Jian's "Short Song"
12. Mourn my parents and give birth to me. -Anonymous "Guo E"
13. I love my son endlessly, and I am happy to go home. -Jiang Shiquan's "Arriving Home at the End of the Year"
14. bow the curtain and go to the mother river beam, worrying about the sky and watching the tears dry up. -Huang Jingren's "Don't be an old mother"
15. But an inch of long grass is a little sentimental, and it is rewarded with three spring rays. -Meng Jiao's "Wandering Sons/Welcome Mother to Wander"
16. In case of pity, ask for it. -Jiang Shiquan's "Arriving Home at the End of the Year"
17. A loving mother leans against the door, but a wanderer is hard to walk. -Wang Mian's "Figure 1 of Xuan Mo"
3. Poems about mothers: 1, wandering sons.
Tang Dynasty: 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. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?
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?
2. "Don't be an old mother"
Qing Dynasty: Huang Jingren
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.
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.
3, "Mother Biezi"
Tang Dynasty: 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.
Translation:
Mothers are different from children, and children are different from mothers. The sunshine in the daytime seems to have lost its luster because of sadness, and the crying is infinitely miserable. The family lives in Chang 'an, Kansai, and her husband is a general in a high position. Last year, he was awarded a knighthood for his outstanding military exploits. I also got a reward of 2 million, 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 will ask her husband to abandon her wife; She is the lotus in his palm, and I am the nail in their eyes. It is human nature to like the new and hate the old, and it is not enough to be sad. I will pack my bags and leave helplessly. But sadly, her husband's family still has two biological children left. One can walk by the bed and the other can sit up.
The sitting child is crying, and the walking child is clutching my clothes. You and your wife are new lovers, but you never let our mother and son meet again. At this moment, my heart is full of unspeakable sadness. People's fickle feelings are not as good as the black magpie in the forest. Mothers don't leave their chicks, and males 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 fruits will still hang on the top of the tree to experience frost, snow and rain. Rookie, rookie, listen to me. There are countless beautiful women in Luoyang Red Chamber. I hope the general will achieve something in the future and marry a more exquisite bride than you.
4. "Xuan Mo Figure 1"
Yuan Dynasty: Wang Mian
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.
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. "National wind, high wind and triumphant wind"
Pre-Qin Dynasty: Anonymous
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. God, I have no family.
Is there any cold in the spring? Under Xun. With seven children, my mother is very hard. The yellow bird, with its voice. There are seven children, don't comfort your mother.
Translation:
The breeze is blowing from the south, blowing on the buds of jujube trees. Jujube trees are tender and strong, and mothers are busy raising children. The south wind is warm, and jujube trees grow into firewood. The mother is reasonable and kind, and she doesn't blame her if her son is not good. Cold spring water is cool, and the source is next to Junyi. The mother raised seven children, and the son grew into a tired mother. The yellowbird is singing euphemistically. It's so beautiful and noisy. It is difficult to comfort a mother who has raised seven children.
4. Was there a mother's day lily in ancient times?
Hemerocallis, the Mother Flower of China
Long before carnation became a symbol of maternal love, there was also a mother flower in China, that is, day lily.
Hemerocallis has been planted in China for thousands of years. Hemerocallis is also called Cao Chen, which means to forget. The earliest written record can be found in the Book of Songs Feng Wei Bo Xi: "The grass can't be obtained, but the back of the tree can be said." Zhu Zhu noted: "The worry of forgetting grass; Back, north hall. "
Another title, Forgetting Worry (A Girl Without Worry), comes from natural history: "Hemerocallis make people happy after eating, so they forget their worries, so they are in a girl without worries." The book of songs is abbreviated as "the northern hall is dark, which can plant metaphysics"; Beitang stands for mother. In ancient times, if a wanderer wanted to travel far away, he would plant day lilies in Beitang first, hoping that his mother would lighten her thoughts of her children and forget her troubles. Meng Jiao's Poems of Wandering Children in the Tang Dynasty wrote: "Daylily was born in the hall, and wandering children traveled all over the world;" The loving mother leaned against the hall door, but there was no day lily. Wang Mian's "My Book" says: "It's sunny today, and the daylily is in bloom in front of the hall. "Holding a cup is my mother's birthday, and there is no noise inside." Scholars in past dynasties often used it as the theme of chanting things, Cao Zhi sang for it, Su Dongpo wrote poems for it, and Xiahou Zhan wrote poems for it, pointing out the position of day lily in life one by one.
Hemerocallis is also known as' suitable for men', so it is called' pregnant women will have a boy if they wear its grass'.
Poetry about day lily;
Hemerocallis hybrida Gao Mingqi
The flowers are fragrant, the temple is red, and the pavilion is a few clusters.
The leaves are scattered in the rain, and the stems are fragrant.
A beautiful woman looks at flowers frequently, while a tired butterfly looks for fragrance in several places.
Love seems to have dried up, and there is no need to brew more wine.
Hemerocallis Hemerocallis Hemerocallis, Li Tang Xian Yong
Grass is better than a gentleman, and poets have reasons.
Only pity the elegant state, and don't forget the worries.
The snow is light and the breeze is quiet.
Mo Yan opens too late, which is better than chrysanthemum autumn.
Day lily pine Su Dongpo
Although the day lily is slightly open, it can extricate itself from loneliness.
There is a heart in the graceful leaves.
Xuantangli bridge
Looking for grass on foot, forget your worries and gather yourself.
Huang Ying is nursing, and the green leaves are in the cage.
Fairy dew has bright colors and smells like a girl.
According to Beitang, Cao Zhi moved to Xiong Wen.
Hemerocallis relaxant
When the daylily blooms, the oriole opens its mouth.
Breathe the sunrise and your mouth will rot.
When you vomit, you will be embarrassed and stunned by the wind.
Dawn is not in the porch, there is a leisurely girl.
Beauty was born in the valley, but she doesn't know how to sing and dance.
Look at weeds and flowers, you can relieve your anxiety and tension.
Hemerocallis, Song and Zhu
Spring is full of dark green, and summer flowers are bright and cloudy.
The north hall is poor and dull.
Yes, Hemerocallis Tang Wei Wuying.
Who planted daylily? This county is remote.
I forgot my worries, but tonight I will be born again.
The condensed dew began to drip, and the butterfly stayed.
I still miss Ling Du Garden, leaving a cloak for rain and autumn.
A Brief Introduction of the Qing Dynasty and Yao Yong before the Spring of Day Lily.
A girl without sorrow on the steps is a precious golden flower.
Liu Chu smiled at me and must decorate it with millet buds.
You called me with a cup, and you were worried about Hussoso.
If you think of this flower, you won't leave.
I want to plant Yao grass and irrigate it with Liquan flow.
The branches and leaves are luxuriant and beautiful, covered with diseases.
There are idle factories in the world, which can solve worries.
I can't say enough. I'd like to travel by house.
5. Poetry about maternal love: A loving mother loves her son, expecting nothing in return. [Han] Liu An was pregnant heavily in October, but the reward was light. Song of Persuading Filial Piety is a one-foot-three-inch treasure, which has been a work for ten years and eight years. The mother of "Song of Persuading Filial Piety" said that the child lay dry and the mother fell asleep wet. "Song of Persuading Filial Piety" is not seen by the mother, and the child is uneasy. My mother is one hundred years old and often reads eighty children. Before "Song of Persuading Filial Piety", the prodigal son is not cold. Song of exhorting filial piety
I didn't know my parents when I loved them. "Children's Words Are Unbridled" The bald mother hid her face and cried, and her shirt sleeves were broken. [Tang] Han Yu's mother instrument hangs down, the tube is bright, and the night platform is silent. Mottos, a thread in the hand of a loving mother, makes clothes for her wayward son's body. 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? Meng Jiao used to live in and chose a neighbor. In Mencius' laziness, she cut the cloth. Three Character Classic
Paper boat (for mom) Bing Xin I never refuse to throw away a piece of paper. I always keep it-keep it, fold it into a boat and throw it into the sea. Some were blown into the ship's window by the wind. Some are wet by the waves and stick to the bow. I still don't give up and fold every day. I always hope that a person can only flow where I want him to go. Mom, if you see a white boat in your dream, don't be surprised that it dreams for no reason. This is your beloved daughter with tears in her eyes. Wanshui Qian Shan, please bring her love and sorrow home.
Wandering in 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.
Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?
Meng Jiao, a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty, lost his father very early and lived alone. He studied hard since he was a child and took many imperial examinations, but he failed many times. He became a scholar in his forties and became a county magistrate. This poem was written by Meng Jiao when he was a county magistrate. I recalled the past and thought a lot.
Motherly love (poem)
Article source: "Holy Motherly Love"
Motherly love, not picky about looks.
Motherly love, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter.
Motherly love is noble and great.
Motherly love, infinite loyalty
Whether you are peaceful or uneasy.
Whether you fail or succeed,
Motherly love, you failed and succeeded.
Motherly love is everywhere.
She, accompany you through life.
It was she who released the dragons and phoenixes on earth.
It's her, Changhong, who made the day.
Don't understand maternal love
You have lost the meaning of life.
Forget maternal love
High-ranking officials are generous, and the blood is cold and the body is weak.
A mother fell into poverty.
Why does one side miss peace?
Dot bright colors with our hands.
Measure overall prosperity with love.
Caring for mother is also the sublimation and purification of you and me.
Try to dry your tears for your mother and enjoy the splendor!
6. Write mother's poems (more than two) 1, Meng Jiao's Wandering Sons.
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. Selected poems of Bai Juyi's Yan Shi Liu Sao.
Imagine yourself as a young day, flying high and carrying your mother.
At that time, my parents thought that I should know today.
8, Yu Gong "Mu Si"
First frost, Lu Hua, tears wet her skirt, bald and helpless.
Last May, Huang Meiyu Zeng Dian returned to his hometown as a cassock.
9. Ni Ruixuan's mother memory
The river is too wide to sail, so I don't know if it is safe.
When I am in the dark, I am afraid I will cry more!
7. A poem about maternal love "Poem for Mother"
The mother doesn't know her son yet.
Want to be a poet
I dare not tell her either.
I'm afraid of scaring my mother who has never seen the world.
Last year, October 11th of the lunar calendar.
Today is my mother's birthday.
I told my mother that I put you
It is written in my poem.
Mother stared at me for a while.
Then I laughed.
Laugh till tears come out. ...
To Mother: Clear Water/Words
A pair of reading glasses. I saw it from there.
sunlight
Tilt to the west. My mother
For a long time, she embroidered a pair of shoes in the sun.
Shaking needle
Step on the steps of the sun
Pull up this line, the distance between the earth and the sky-
The shadow of one arm
The setting sun disappeared in the grass.
Take off your reading glasses, my mother.
Sit down and take a nap. night breeze
From time to time, it brings laughter that children chase.
Mom, you are a lotus leaf, I am a red lotus, and the rain in my heart is coming. Except you, who is the shade under my sky?
-Bing Xin
Paper boat-send it to mom
moral integrity
I never refuse to throw away a piece of paper,
Save it forever.-Save it,
Folding into a very small boat,
Throw it into the sea from the boat.
Some were blown into the window of the ship by the wind,
Some are wet by the waves and stick to the bow.
I am still not discouraged, folding every day,
I always hope that a place can only flow where I want it to go.
Mom, if you see a small white boat in your dream,
Don't be surprised that it dreams for no reason.
This was folded by your beloved daughter in tears.
Wanshui Qian Shan, please bring her love and sorrow home.
8. In the poem about maternal love, five lines are 1, "Wandering son". Jiao, a thread in the hand of a loving mother, made clothes for her wayward boy's body. She sewed them carefully and mended them thoroughly, fearing that the delay would make him go home late, but how much love an inch of grass had won the light of three springs. 2. "Don't be an old mother", the Qing emperor hung the curtain to go to the mother river beam, and his tears were white. It was a tragic night in Chai Men. 3. North and South always care. When he got home at the end of the year, Jiang Shiquan loved his son endlessly, and he was happy to go home. The cold clothes are densely knitted, and the ink on his books is new. As soon as he met, he was poor and thin. He was ashamed of the son of man, but he dared not sigh over the dust. 5. Don Bai Juyi's mother is the mother of another son. Her son is different from his mother and cries during the day. The lotus in the palm of a title of generals in ancient times in Kansai is a thorn in your side. It's not sad enough to say goodbye to the old year and welcome the new year. It's not sad enough to leave two children in your house. At first, you sat crying. At first, you grabbed people's clothes. Your husband and wife are so loving that my mother and son can be separated. It is best to be black in the forest and black in the magpies, and the mother will not lose her 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. The newcomer listens to me, Luoyang infinite red chamber girl. I hope Zhao is the Crown Prince. Dragon and tiger move like tigers, and dogs follow eagles. Isn't there a six-foot orphan under his knee? Ah, Zhao Amei is a croak. At night, the ghost lights are dim, and the snow leaks more than four drums. If an official doesn't take Dong Hu's pen, why should orphans and widows complain? Generally speaking, the silver pillar axe poked in front of the bed, which was a disaster for the Han Wang to enter the pavilion. 7. "Xuan Mo Map" is a colorful day lily flower in Wang Mian, under Beitang, Luo Sheng. The south wind blows its heart, and for whom is it shaking? A loving mother leans on the door, but it is difficult to wander on the road. She was willing to relax that day, but her throat was blocked that day. Looking up at Yunlin, I am ashamed to listen to birds. 8. "Whose Son" Tang Hanyu went to the palace to call a Taoist. The white-haired mother covered the door and broke the sleeves. Cui Mei's bride was twenty years old and sent home through the city in tears. Or the cloud wants to learn to fight. He who knows knows all his stupidity. Sages can be bullied, how can poor mountains die? Alas, my younger brother Yu Xincheng is willing to teach and study to the end. He will be punished for persuading all political affairs so that he won't be late. Who can pity his relatives and friends and write this poem as if it were sending me away? 9. "Short Songs" Don Wang Jian was born and the sky began to rise. He went up the mountain late and was ill. I don't know if men and women can make people old. Short songs, no music. 10, "Zhou Bei Old Man's Answer" Zhang Tang said that the old man with negative salary went to Zhou Bei, and he was worried about his life in Wangbei Township. He said that the old man had three sons, two of whom had died in Huangsha. Now that the child has grown up, we will recruit again next year. You know, it's over. It's better to live and die together. We will borrow the house on the farm as our neighbor. Qiang Bing always wants to be quiet. There is a long-term strategy to settle in the border, so why is he displaced from China? 1 1. Except for working at night, the cold light in Don Hotel stays awake alone. Why does the guest's heart become sad? I miss my hometown for thousands of miles tonight, and I am worried about the Ming Dynasty for another year. 12. It is not enough to make up for Xu, Tang, and his mother's teaching. Luan crane flies low and blows treasure furnace. 13, "Send Zhang Jing and Tour Jingzhou" Tang's fifteenth birthday, trying to be kind to his mother. Xiaolian paid tribute to Qin Chuan because of his age. Zhong He sent four tweets. Who doesn't look up to the gods when boating on the river?
9. Meng Jiao's Ode to a Wandering Son is an ancient poem dedicated to his mother. It is a thread in the hands of a kind-hearted mother, who made clothes for her wayward son's carefully sewn and thoroughly repaired body. She was afraid that the delay would make him go home late, but how much she loved the grass an inch long and won three spring flowers. Note (1) Wanderer: a person who travels far away. This refers to a name of Meng Jiao's poems. (3) Pro: Yes. (4) fear: worry. (5) An inch of grass: day lily ... Compared with western carnations, an inch of grass is the filial piety of children expressed by day lily (flower). [6] San Chunhui: Metaphor refers to the kindness of loving mothers. Sanchun: Three months of spring. It used to be called Meng Chun in the first month of the lunar calendar, mid-spring in February and Ji Chun in March; Hui, sunshine; Describe maternal love as the warm sunshine in spring. (7) Return: Come back and go home. A kind mother holds a needle and thread in her hand, making new clothes for children who come from afar. When she left, she was busy sewing tightly, fearing that the child would never come back. Who can say that a little filial piety like Hemerocallis can repay the kindness of a kind mother like Chunhui? .