Thank the elders for their poems.

1. Ancient poems about thanking parents

1, The Wandering Sons

The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son. She sewed it carefully, mended it thoroughly,

Afraid that the delay would make him come home late. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?

2, "Don't be an old mother" Huang Qing Zhongze

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.

3. "Arriving at Home at the End of the Year" Qingjiang Shiquan

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.

4. Wang Song Anshi in the Tenth Five-Year Plan

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.

5, "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.

2. There are still many poems thanking parents. Here are some, I hope I can help you!

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.

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?

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!

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.

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.

First frost, Lu Hua, tears wet her skirt, bald and helpless. Last May, Huang Meiyu Zeng Dian returned to his hometown as a cassock.

Imagine yourself as a young day, flying high and carrying your mother. At that time, my parents thought that I should know today.

Wu's book is broken. What do you hate everywhere? The dream soul is not afraid of Chang 'an, and has borrowed the wind to ask for daily life several times.

3. What are the poems about thanking parents? 1. A wandering poet is a thread in the hands of a loving mother, making 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?

2, "Don't be an old mother" Zhong went to worship the mother river beam, worried about tears. This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time.

3. Wang Song Anshi put her mother in the ditch and her family in the shade during the Tenth Five-Year Plan. When I heard about Du Yu in the moonlight, I was always worried about the North and the South.

4. "Arriving home at the end of the year" Qingjiang Shiquan loves his son endlessly and is happy to return to his hometown. 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.

5, "Mother Biezi" Tang Baijuyi's mother Biezi, son Biemu, crying during the day without lights. 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. 6, "Motherly Love" Yuan Yang Weizhen loves her chicks, 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 Mian colorful daylily flowers, Luosheng Beitang. 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. "Whose Son" Tang Hanyu was neither crazy nor crazy. He went to the palace to call a 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.

It's also vulgar and ordinary, risking your position. Although there are legends about immortals, everyone who knows them knows their falsehood.

Sages can be bullied, but how can they die of poverty? Alas, Yu Xincheng is my brother, and I am willing to teach in the end.

It's never too late to punish a hundred strategies. Whose relatives and friends can pity me and write my poems as gifts?

9. "Short Songs" is the day when Tang was born and came out. 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.

10, "Answer to the Old Man in Zhou Bei" Zhang Tang said that the old man with negative salary went to Zhou Bei, and Wangbei Township was worried about his life. 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.

1 1, "Night Shift" Don Hotel has no sleep on a cold night, and the guest's heart turns to sorrow. Tonight, my hometown is full of thoughts, and the Ming Dynasty is worried for another year.

Don't let Huang Jingren, the old mother, go to the mother river beam, for fear that her tears are meaningless. This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time.

When I left my mother's grave in the west, Chen went to the top of the mountain to get sick, and the sun was dim, leaving the birds alone at dusk. The forest was empty, but Ding Ning told me to go home early.

Feng/butterfly lovers Liao Xingzhi's mother is kind and long-lived. Blessing your family is really rare in recent days.

Sister Qiu is over 69 this year. Corning can inherit my loving mother.

I hope to be kind and generous. I wish you and your mother long life.

How many women am I? Huatang chitose longevity wine.

Xie Jia was filled with silk jackets, and Huang Tingjian sent fragrant light-colored clothes, and spring scenery entered the book curtain. When I got home, my loving mother asked me in surprise, saying that the prince and grandson had taken off their presents.

At first, I looked at another forest in Hu Aishan, Huang Tingjian's snow hat and Yan Zi's oriole. It was already late summer. The three cauldrons are exhausted by the ancients, and the loving mother looks forward to returning to her heart in one year.

How can I rest when I am working hard? I can't help but see the power of mountains. I want to see the sunset on three paths, and I will scream and scream.

Sending Zhang Zhongmou and Huang Tingjian is good for Zhang Gongzi, but clear autumn should be bitter. Wear the motherly thread, no money for travelers.

Say goodbye to Tianque in the morning and evening, and return to comfort Shen Lu. Huanghua is a bottle of wine, pour it with you.

One of Xuan Mo's paintings is a colorful day lily in the Wang Mian under Beitang, Luo Sheng. 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.

Crying mother poem Qu Qiubai, not kissing when poor, blue and new tears. Hungry and cold, no one asked me this day, and I fell on my beloved son.

Four-character poem mourning the sudden death of his mother Mao Zedong. Fifty-three years old, seven children.

Seven sons and three more, namely Qin. Other infertile women and two men.

It is difficult to prepare a calendar for raising a younger brother. Destroy the mill, so get sick.

In the middle, everything is sad. I can't bear to die, waiting for Xu Wen to vomit.

Today, I only talk about two ends: one is virtue and the other is bias. My mother is in high spirits and advocates fraternity first.

The distance is near and far, and it is repetitive. Kay was moved by her kindness.

Love is sincere. No slander, no cheating.

Finishing is natural and not deceptive at all. Hand ze, very organized.

Fine mind, reasonable points. Nothing can be counted, and nothing can be hidden.

The wind of cleanliness is everywhere. There is no dust inside or outside.

Five virtues are the big end. Conform to his personality, as in the world.

Hate is partial, the last of the three cardinal guides and the five permanent members. Aspiring without reaching, seeking without reaching.

The mental pain is outstanding. The sky is crowded with people and the ground is a corner.

Second, children are born and educated. If it is not ripe, it will be green and yellow.

Holding hands when you are sick makes your heart ache. But call your children and do everything well.

I'm pregnant again. I'm your baby. Or belong to Su En, or work hard.

All relatives, big or small, should be reported. To sum up, Shengde is honored.

If you are sincere, the effect will not be violated. What you hate must be added.

I can't help thinking that I'm here. Deep upbringing, beautiful spring scenery.

When will it be reported? Beautiful birds are in the sea. Alas, my mother is still alive.

Although the body is clumsy, the spirit is eternal. One day, everyone will repay the kindness.

One day, you will be with your relatives. It's a long story today, but time is pressing.

Only the big end, the shallow end. At this time, the family will make a drink and do this.

After that, there is a saying that it is getting longer and longer. "Yan Shi Xiu Liu Sou" Bai Juyi has Shuang Yan on the beam, dancing men and dancing women.

Between two rafters, a nest gave birth to Si Er. Si Er.

4. Thank your parents for their poems. There are also many poems thanking parents. Here are some, I hope I can help you! 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. 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?

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! 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. 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. First frost, Lu Hua, tears wet her skirt, bald and helpless.

Last May, Huang Meiyu Zeng Dian returned to his hometown as a cassock. Imagine yourself as a young day, flying high and carrying your mother.

At that time, my parents thought that I should know today. Wu's book is broken. What do you hate everywhere? The dream soul is not afraid of Chang 'an, and has borrowed the wind to ask for daily life several times.

5. 4 ancient poems of gratitude to parents 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

1, The Wandering Sons

The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son. She sewed it carefully, mended it thoroughly,

Afraid that the delay would make him come home late. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?

2, "Don't be an old mother" Huang Qing Zhongze

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.

6. Seven-character quatrains on filial piety 1. I still remember how happy the early dynasty was, and the filial piety emperor once opened the light for the two palaces. -Wang Ming Shouren's Two Poems of Yuan Xi

At this time, Yuyao's hall is brightly lit, my brothers and sisters are here, and my parents must miss me alone in the distance.

2. It's a miserable snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time. -from Huang Jingren's "Don't be old" in the Qing Dynasty.

On this snowy night, I can't be filial to my mother, but I have to hide Chai Men's tragic death. I can't help sighing: What's the use of adopting a son? I still don't want it.

3, the mother is not a child, and the mother is crying during the day. -From Bai Juyi's Mother Biezi in the Tang Dynasty.

Mother's son, son's mother, the sunshine in the daytime seems to have lost its luster because of sadness, and there is infinite sadness in crying.

4, the old white-headed mother covered the door and the sleeve was broken. -From Whose Son, Han Yutang Dynasty.

The old white-haired mother closed the door and cried. You can't keep your sleeve if it's broken. —— Excerpted from the Ming Dynasty's anonymous "Persuade to report your kindness"

5, can be filial in front of parents, filial piety is a good boy; Aunt Weng can be filial, but she falls on filial piety and morality. -Ming anonymous "Advise the newspaper to be kind"

Filial piety to parents is a good boy, and filial piety to parents-in-law can lead to a reputation of filial piety and virtue.

7. Poems or famous sayings about thanking parents. Parents and children are each other's best gifts.

A wise son makes his father happy, but a foolish son shames his mother.

3, eggplant blossoms and bears fruit, parents are telling the truth.

The virtue of parents is a great wealth.

Nothing can take the place of mother.

6, respect for relatives, nothing more than raising the world.

7. The most tiring thing in the world is living in hypocrisy.

8, loving mother tears, there is noble and deep love that cannot be analyzed by chemistry.

9. People who dig wells don't forget to drink water, and their predecessors planted trees to enjoy the cool.

10, it's easy to be quiet when serving parents. Don't yell at them for trifles.

1 1, the beloved son of parents, has a far-reaching influence.

12, mourning for parents, I wonder if there are any children.

13, everything else in the world is fake and empty, only the mother is real, eternal and immortal.

14, all the glory and pride in the world come from mothers.

15, life needs a grateful heart to create.

16, at dusk, you collect everything that dispersed in the morning; The sheep returned to the sheepfold, and the children returned to their mother.

17, the most beautiful scene in the world is when I miss my mother.

18, one father raises ten children, and ten children raise one father.

19, no one really knows his father, but we all have some guesses or some trust.

For children, the value of parents' kindness lies in that it is more reliable and trustworthy than any other emotion.

2 1, maternal love is the greatest power in the world.

22. All outstanding people have excellent mothers. In their later years, they all respect their mothers and regard them as their best friends.

I would rather die as an official than be a beggar's mother.

24, people help me, never forget; I help people, remember.

25. There is one of the most beautiful voices in the world, and that is the mother's call.

26. It is good to travel around the world and eat all the salt in the world.

27, sheep have the grace of breastfeeding, and crows have the meaning of feeding back.

28. A grateful heart needs life to nourish it.

29. Whoever refuses to be disciplined by his parents loses the opportunity to be a man first.

30. I borrowed thousands of rivers and studied it as a gift to Momo.

3 1, love and carbon are the same. If it burns, we must try to cool it.

8. Poems of Gratitude to Parents There are poems of gratitude to parents in Ode to a Wanderer by Meng Jiao, a poet in the Tang Dynasty.

Source: prodigal son-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?

The kind mother is holding a needle and thread in her hand, making new clothes for the children who are going on a long trip. Before leaving, he sewed the needle tightly for fear that his son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who said that a weak and filial person can repay the kindness of such a loving mother as Chunhui Puze?

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1. The creative background of Ode to a Wanderer

The Wandering Son was written by Meng Jiao of Liyang. The author was homeless in his early years and did not become a magistrate of Liyang County until he was 50 years old. After years of wandering, he lives with his mother. This poet, who has experienced the cold world, cherishes his family more, so he wrote this touching poem to praise his mother.

2. Appreciation of Ode to a Wanderer

Deep maternal love bathes children all the time. However, for Meng Jiao, a wanderer who has been displaced all the year round, the most unforgettable moment is the painful moment of separation between mother and child. This poem describes the ordinary scene of loving mother sewing clothes at this time, but it shows the poet's deep feelings.

This poem artistically reproduces the ordinary and great beauty of human nature that people feel, so it has won strong praise from countless readers for thousands of years.

9. Seven-character ancient poems about thanking parents 1. "Mother Biezi" Don 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 enough to say goodbye to the old year and welcome the new year. 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.

Not as good as crows and magpies in the forest.

It should be like a peach and plum tree in the garden, with flowers falling on the branches with the wind.

Newcomer Newcomer, 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.

2. Whose Son is Tang Hanyu

Anyone who is not crazy or crazy will be called a Taoist when he goes to the palace.

The old bald mother hid her face and wept, but her shirt sleeve was broken.

Cui Mei's bride, twenty years old, sent her home and walked through the market crying.

Or Yun wants to learn to fight, Mu Biqiang.

It is also vulgar and vulgar, and it is also a risk, a risk and a strange.

Although there are legends about immortals, everyone who knows them knows their falsehood.

Sages can be bullied, but how can they die of poverty?

Alas, I am sincere, and I am willing to go to the end of teaching.

It's not too late to punish a hundred policies.

Whose relatives and friends can pity me and write my poems as gifts?

3. A loving mother loves her son and asks nothing in return. [Han] Liu An

In October, the pregnancy is heavy, and the rewards and punishments are light. Song of advising filial piety

One-foot-three baby, ten years and eight years of work. Song of exhorting filial piety

The mother said that the child was dry when lying down, and the mother was wet when sleeping.

The mother's bitter son has not seen it yet, and the child's mother is uneasy. Song of advising filial piety

My mother is one hundred years old and often reads eighty children. Song of exhortation to filial piety.

The prodigal son will not feel cold when his loving mother is in front of him.