From Bai Juyi's "Mother Biezi" in the Tang Dynasty, the mother Biezi, the son Biemu, cried in the daytime without light. 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. When I came, my parents knew that they were separated, and it was like death to dress up.
From Wang Jian's Crossing the Liao River in the Tang Dynasty, he crossed the Liao River and reached Xianyang for five thousand miles. When I went out, my mother made me some more clothes, as if afraid that I would have to go back in case there were no clean clothes to bury on the road.
A traveler died and returned to Xianyang. The chief military officer asked the emperor to make the martyr's own hometown. Thinking that I am poor, I can't come back when my body reaches the date. I am infinitely sad and I am stationed at the Liaohe River at a loss.
3, the fifteenth colorful clothes, before trying to be a loving mother. I tried to be a loving mother from the fifteenth anniversary of Meng Haoran's "Send Ming Jing Ju, Go to Jingzhou Prefecture" in the Tang Dynasty.
Lian Xiao paid tribute at the age of 20, and Huai Ju went to Qinchuan. Four tweets, Zhong.
Don't row on the river, who doesn't look to the gods.
2. Motherly love poems written by celebrities. 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) One of the most beautiful things in life is maternal love, which is selfless love, and morality is dwarfed by it. (Japan) Mom, where you are, you are the happiest place (Britain) Everything else in the world is fake and empty, and only mother is real, eternal and immortal.
Mother in memory! Dearest lover, you are all my happiness and friendship. (France) In a child's mouth and heart, the mother is God.
(British) Motherly love is the best of human emotions, because it is not mixed with luck. (France) Women are fragile, but mothers are strong. (France) Without the help of selfless and self-sacrificing maternal love, children's hearts would be a desert. (British) Motherly love is a great flame.
(romain rolland) Motherly love is inexhaustible. (Goncharov) Motherly love is simple, natural, rich and inexhaustible in women's hearts, just like a major factor in life.
(Balzac) A woman is fragile, but her mother is strong. (Hugo) Mom, you are the perfect combination of mother, confidant and friend! (Tagore) Motherly love not only refers to the mother's love for the child, but also includes the child's love for the mother.
(Munir Nasov) Mother is the only force that can bring death to its knees. (Gorky) The poem "Paper Boat" written by maternal love: Bing Xin never refused to throw away a piece of paper, but kept it all the time-folded it into a boat and threw it into the sea. Some were blown into the window of the ship by the wind, and some were wet by the waves and stuck to the bow.
I still don't give up and fold every day. I always hope that a place can only flow where I want it 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. Motherly love (poem) article source: "Holy Motherly Love" Motherly love, strange appearance, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter maternal love, lofty and great maternal love, infinite loyalty, regardless of your peace and agitation, regardless of your failure and success, maternal love is everywhere, it is her who accompanies you to experience life, it is her who flies in the face, Li Tian Changhong does not know the true meaning of maternal love, and you forget the poverty of a mother. With our hands, we can touch and dye the radiant Chae Yeon, and with our love, we can comprehensively measure and care for our mother. It is also the sublimation and purification of you and me. Try to dry your tears for your mother and enjoy the magnificence! A loving mother loves her son and asks 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 Persuading Filial Piety is full of love and hardship. Who knew my parents when they hurt me? "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.
A set of maxims, thread in the hand of a kind-hearted 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. The mother of Saint Amethyst, the first relative on earth; Motherly love is the first love in the world.
Strictly speaking, the only uncontaminated love in the world is maternal love. When Yan Yan succeeds, everyone is a friend.
But only mother-she is the partner of failure. Zheng Zhenduo lost his parents and gave birth to me.
The Book of Songs has neither father nor mother. The Book of Songs is the virtue of the father and the legacy of the son. Clear pronunciation and mellow voice, parents respected; Give children a good education.
Don't be happy to have a son, and don't sigh without one. [Tang] Han Yu people see that boys and girls are good, but they don't know that men and women make people old.
[Tang] Wang Jian's parents are both on earth; The rarest person in the world, brother. Motto Lian Bi is the best parent in the world; Being a child is the greatest filial piety in the world.
My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed, caressed, nursed, nurtured, cared and answered me. In the Book of Songs, the father is unkind and the son is unfilial; A brother who is not a friend is disrespectful; If the husband is unfair, the woman will be unhappy.
[Southern and Northern Dynasties] Yan Zhitui did not have a good father and brother in his life, nor did he have a strict teacher and friend outside, but few people succeeded. [Song] Lv Gongzhu's parents do whatever they want, and I will continue to describe it; I cherish the thoughts of those parents.
In the eyes of parents, children are often a part of themselves, and children are his ideal chance to start over. Fei Xiaotong's loving mother loves her son, not for repayment.
[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 Persuading Filial Piety is full of love and hardship. Who knew my parents when they hurt me? "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.
A set of maxims, thread in the hand of a kind-hearted 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. The mother of Saint Amethyst, the first relative on earth; Motherly love is the first love in the world.
Strictly speaking, the only uncontaminated love in the world is maternal love. When Yan Yan succeeds, everyone is a friend.
But only mother-she is the partner of failure. Zhengzhen
3. Ask some famous people to write poems about mothers, such as Shu Ting's poems.
Ah, mom.
Author: Shu Ting
Your pale fingertips touch my temple.
I can't help acting like a child.
Hold on to your skirt
Ah, mom.
In order to keep your fading figure
Although the morning light has cut the dream into smoke.
I still dare not open my eyes for a long time.
I still cherish that bright red scarf.
Afraid that cleaning will make it
Lose your unique warmth
Ah, mom.
Isn't the running water of the years just as ruthless?
I'm afraid the memory will fade, too.
How dare I open its screen easily?
I cried to you for a thorn.
Now I'm wearing a Jing Guan, and I dare not.
I dare not moan.
Ah, mom.
I often look up at your photos sadly.
Even if the call can penetrate the loess
How dare I disturb your sleep?
I dare not show the sacrifice of love like this.
Although I have written many songs.
For flowers, for the sea, for the dawn.
Ah, mom.
My sweet, soft and deep memory.
Not a torrent, not a waterfall.
It's a dry well, and it can't sing under the shade of flowers and trees.
Bing Xin's poems
Paper boat-send it to mom
backbone
I never give up a piece of paper,
Save it forever.-Save it,
Folding into a very small boat,
Throw it from the boat into the sea!
Some were blown into the window of the ship 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 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 is my beloved daughter with tears in her eyes.
Wanshui Qian Shan, please bring her love and sorrow home.
4. 100 poems or famous sayings about mothers.
1. Life is hard, nothing is gained-Zhang Heng
2. Indulge in diligence and waste it on fun, and become thinking and ruin it-Han Yu.
Genius is the infinite ability to work hard.
4. Cleverness comes from diligence, and genius lies in accumulation.
5. Diligence should be the decisive factor in the formation of genius-Guo Moruo
Story:
1. Don't be ashamed to ask.
Interpretation: It is not shameful to ask for advice from people with lower knowledge or status than yourself.
During the Spring and Autumn Period, there was a man named Kong Wei, who was diligent and studious, modest and prudent. After his death, Wang Wei named him "Wen" in recognition of his studious spirit. Therefore, people later addressed him as "Confucius".
Confucius had a student named Zi Gong, who was also a patriot. He thinks that Kong Cong doesn't call him "Kong Wenzi" as people say, which seems a bit overestimated. He thought and thought, but he didn't understand, so he asked Confucius for advice.
Zi Gong said, "That Kong Wen is nothing. Why do you want to seal him as a text? "
Confucius replied: "Confucius is smart and eager to learn, and he has the courage to ask people whose status and knowledge are not as good as his own without feeling humiliated." This is great and should be given the title of' Wen'. "
After listening to Confucius' words, Zi Gong suddenly realized that he was completely convinced.
5. Poems about mothers only need the titles of poems about mothers written by celebrities. What do you want to write? The earliest morning of a poem, the mother can't freeze the warm sight in the coldest night. It is the best wish in the world who stands in the night breeze and calls for the naughty children to hold their hands again and again and who will gently scold them. Who has been standing under the tree, only looking at a passionate woman's life in one direction, not the Crystal Palace. The repeated story promises a wonderful life. Light makeup and thick makeup are the most luxurious treasures, and the belief of adhering to the inheritance of life is the most luxurious treasure. Is to light the flame of life. It was my mother's humble decades. I was born on the day of 1984 when the leaves were dancing. There are rows of footprints in the open field. My mother greeted me on a hardwood board thousands of miles away and came into this world. She woke me up. The first cry is like a rainy house. The ticks are connected in series. Not just that year, because I can't go back to my hometown. My mother hugged me and listened to autumn in a foreign land. At that time, I didn't know that wind was the most beautiful song. Dim petals are like my mother's face growing up in the shadow. Since then, autumn has become the most desirable season for people. I often sit alone in my hometown of Hazama jade, looking at the open fields and rows of footprints in the distance.
6. Ask some celebrities to write poems for their mothers.
Mom, for a long time
I just want to write a poem for you.
But I wrote it many times.
I haven't written it yet
Mom, I wrote this poem for you.
I don't know how to start.
I don't know how to end it.
I don't know what to write.
It's like slapping you hard when you were a child.
I don't know whether to accept it bravely.
Or should I choose to escape?
Mom, I thought of you again tonight.
I decided to write a poem for you.
Even if it's not well written
Even if you are far from home.
Never read ...
Mom, if you see a small white boat in your dream,
Don't be surprised that he dreams for no reason.
This was folded by your beloved daughter in tears.
Wan Shui Qian Shan begged him to take her love and sorrow home.
-Bing Xin
Your pale fingertips touch my temple.
I can't help acting like a child.
Hold on to your skirt
Ah, mom.
In order to keep your fading figure
Although the morning light has cut the dream into smoke.
I still dare not open my eyes for a long time.
I still cherish that bright red scarf.
Afraid that cleaning will make it
Lose your unique warmth
Ah, mom.
Isn't the running water of the years just as ruthless?
I'm afraid the memory will fade, too.
How dare I open its screen easily?
I cried to you for a thorn.
Now I'm wearing a Jing Guan, and I dare not.
I dare not moan.
Ah, mom.
I often look up at your photos sadly.
Even if the call can penetrate the loess
How dare I disturb your sleep?
I dare not show the sacrifice of love like this.
Although I have written many songs.
For flowers, for the sea, for the dawn.
Ah, mom.
My sweet, soft and deep memory.
Not a torrent, not a waterfall.
It's a dry well, and it can't sing under the shade of flowers and trees.
-Shu Ting
7. Write mother's poems and famous sentences 1, thread in the hands of loving mother, and make clothes for her wayward boy'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
What I have and what I can do are due to my angel mother. Lincoln
Motherly love is the greatest power in the world. -The Mill
A good mother is worth a hundred teachers. George herbert
My mother is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I owe everything to my mother. All my achievements in this life are due to the moral, intellectual and physical education I got from her. George Washington
6. A loving mother's arm is made of love. How can a child sleep in it without sweetness? Hugo