1. Thread in the hands of a kind-hearted 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? (Meng Jiao's Wandering Sons)
2. Boil beans and burn beans, and the beans will cry in the pot.
We are born from the same root, so why should we speculate with each other? (Seven Steps Poems by Cao Zhi)
3. My parents heard that the woman came and went out to help each other;
As soon as Sister A heard that Sister Mei was coming, she had to cut her red makeup.
When I heard my sister coming, I sharpened my knife at pigs and sheep. ("Mulan Ci")
Although a country is divided, the mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin. (Du Fu's "Spring Hope")
5. A vagrant heard the drums that predicted the battle, and a wild goose rang in autumn.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. (Du Fu's Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night)
6. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, I want to write a book.
Repeated fears, unspeakable haste, pedestrians come and leave; (Zhang Ji "Qiu Si")
7. A stranger in a foreign land misses his relatives during holidays.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. (Wang Wei's "I miss my Shandong brother on vacation in the mountains")
8. Every winter solstice in Handan, I always have a knee lamp.
If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers. (Pretending to be Yi's Homesick at Night in Winter)
9. Why did you come back too late?
* * * Who is fighting for time; Win sideburns? (Du Mu's "Returning to the Tomb")
2. Poems or famous sayings about family, what I want to express is poems or famous sayings about family.
1. Thread in the hands of a kind-hearted 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? (Meng Jiao: "Wanderer")
2. Boil beans and burn beans, and the beans will cry in the pot.
We are born from the same root, so why should we speculate with each other? (Cao Zhi: "Seven Steps Poetry")
3. My parents heard that the woman came and went out to help each other;
As soon as Sister A heard that Sister Mei was coming, she had to cut her red makeup.
When I heard my sister coming, I sharpened my knife at pigs and sheep. ("Mulan Ci")
Although a country is divided, the mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)
5. A vagrant heard the drums that predicted the battle, and a wild goose rang in autumn.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. (Du Fu: "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night")
6. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, I want to write a book.
When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him. (Zhang Ji: "Qiu Si")
As a stranger alone in a foreign land, I miss my relatives twice every holiday.
3. The material about affection in the college entrance examination Chinese composition depends on what you want! !
I have poems, paragraphs and songs.
Poetry:
1, relatives and friends in Luoyang asked each other, and a piece of ice heart was in the jade pot.
After three months of war, a message from hometown is worth a ton of gold.
3. Being a stranger alone in a foreign land, I miss my relatives more every festive season.
I know from a distance where my brother climbed, and there is one person missing from the dogwood.
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.
But how much love does this inch of grass have? Make three spring scenery.
5, thinking of my husband is like a full moon, and the brightness is decreasing every night.
If relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other, a piece of ice heart is in the jade pot.
paragraph
What is kinship? Affection is a dictionary in which you can find "joy" and "warmth". What is affection? Family is a star, which can guide the lost heart in the dark. What is kinship? Affection is a rope, which is closely connected with its body, mind and heart. What is affection? Affection is a jar of honey, which contains rich fragrance and makes people ecstatic. What is kinship? Family is a dictionary, a star, a rope and honey. In fact, affection is a kind of happiness.
2. What is kinship? She is instantly touched by her heart, but it is often a complete change. It is the power that can change the expectation for ten months, the magic that can forget the mission, and the eternal longing for peace.
What is kinship? It is the first time for her to give, but it is also a permanent one, a kind of selflessness that can feel the responsibility and then turn it into a habit.
What is kinship? She is the beginning of missing, but it doesn't end. It is a nostalgia for home and a yearning for reunion.
With the passage of time, many past events have faded away. But in the long river of history, there is a star that shines forever, and that is affection. Time can make people lose everything, but family members can't give up. Even if one day, relatives leave, but their love will always stay in the deepest part of the child's soul. Don't let your family face the impact more and more powerlessly in the bustling modern social changes. At least we can start from ourselves and don't leave regrets for ourselves. As the saying goes, "the tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the son wants to raise it." Send a warm greeting to your parents that is not a luxury now!
song
The baby repays you, understands your devotion to dad, thanks for coming home, elder sister, ninth sister, maternal love, holding hands for the first time, birthday wishes, heartfelt wishes, grass songs, skinny feelings, paper umbrellas, stray songs and Lu's daughter songs.
Song of everlasting regret, sister-in-law, look at the starry sky, forget me, think of your mother's lullaby, westward journey, farewell my concubine, white hair, and your mother's son, and travel thousands of miles back to your hometown.
4. It can be used as an inscription for a composition about family. The poem "Home" is a story about Mulan's substitute for her father. Affection is the story of Meng Mu's three moves; Affection is the melody of A Bing Erquan reflecting the moon.
Affection is rain, which takes away irritability and leaves coolness; Family is the wind, blowing away sadness and leaving happiness; Family is the sun, which takes away darkness and leaves light. Affection is the greatest. No matter you are happy, depressed, miserable or hesitant, it will always walk gently on your road and accompany you quietly for life.
Family is a tree, everyone is its root, let it absorb nutrition and stay young forever; Family is a river, and everyone is its tributary, so that it will never dry up and surge forward; Family is a fire, and everyone is its firewood, so that it will never go out and warm the four sides.
5. A kind-hearted mother made clothes for her wayward son's body with thread. She sewed them carefully and repaired them thoroughly, fearing that the delay would make him go home late, but she loved an inch of grass. In the poem describing love, there were three strands of spring. (Meng Jiao: Ode to a Wanderer) 2. Boil beans and burn beans, and the beans cry in the pot. This is the same root. It's too urgent to fire them. (Cao Zhi: Seven Steps Poetry) 3. As soon as Sister A heard that Sister Mei was coming, she had to cut her red makeup. Hearing my sister coming, my brother sharpened his knife to pigs and sheep. (Mulan Ci) 4. Although the country is divided, the mountains and rivers last forever, the plants and trees spring back, the petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing sad songs. After three months of war, a letter from home is worth a ton of gold, and I touch my white hair. It's so thin that it can't hold hairpins anymore. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope") 5. What can I expect during the war? . (Du Fu: Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night) 6. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, I want to write a meaningful book. There is no fear in haste, and pedestrians will open again. (Zhang Ji: Qiu Si) 7. A lonely stranger in a strange land I am cast, I miss my family all the more on every festive day. I know from a distance where my brother is climbing, and there is one person missing everywhere. (Wang Wei: "I think of my brothers in Shandong on vacation in the mountains") 8 * * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns? (Du Mu: Going Home) The homesickness in the poem is 1. You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! When you passed my window, did plum blossom and Han Mei bloom? (Wang Wei: Miscellaneous Poems) 2. Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed. When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from. (He Zhangzhi: "Back to Hometown") 3. Duan, winter passed and spring came again. When I came to my village and met people, I dared not ask a question. (Song Wenzhi: Crossing the Han River) 4. Under the blue mountain, we wound our way, and my boat and I walked along the green water until the river bank widened and the wind was hanging at low tide. Things have changed day and night, the old days of Jiang Chunren. Where the hometown book can reach, the geese return to Luoyang. (Wang Wan: "Under the Mountain in the North" is full of thoughts. Xue Daoheng: "People are homesick every day". The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. (Li Bai: "Silent Night Thinking") 7. Whose flute fluttered in the dark and scattered to the spring breeze in Los Angeles. Who can't stand homesickness in this nocturne? (Li Bai: Listening to the Flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night) 8. Guest. I hope Bingzhou is my hometown. (Liu Zao: Traveling North) 9. A tramp heard the drums heralding the battle, and a wild goose in autumn. He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! Oh, my brothers, what's the point of my life without you? However, if there is something wrong with letters in peacetime, what can I expect in wartime? . (Du Fu: Remembering brothers on a moonlit night).
6. I have written so many poems about my family, give me some!
A loving mother loves her son and asks nothing in return. Liu An [Han]
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
The only unpolluted love in the world is maternal love. Strict words
When you succeed, everyone is a friend. But only mother-she is the partner of failure. zheng zhenduo
Mourn for my parents and give birth to me. The Book of Songs
What's wrong with having no father? What's wrong with not having a mother? The Book of Songs
A father's virtue is a son's legacy. Strict words
Parents are highly respected; Give children a good education. Motto couplets
Don't be happy with children, and don't sigh without children. Han Yu
Everyone knows that it is good to have boys and girls, but they don't know that men and women will make people old. Wang Jian
All parents in the world; The rarest person in the world, brother. Motto Lian Bi
Being a parent is the best in the world; Being a child is the greatest filial piety in the world. Motto Lian Bi
My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed to me, caressed me, nurtured me, nurtured me,
Take care of me and answer me. The Book of Songs
Father is not kind, son is not filial; A brother who is not a friend is disrespectful; Husband is unfair.
This woman is not smooth. Yan Zhitui [Southern and Northern Dynasties]
There are no virtuous fathers and brothers in life, no strict teachers and friends outside, and few people can succeed. [Song] Lv Gongzhu
Parents do whatever they want, and I will continue to describe it; I cherish the thoughts of those parents. Motto Lian Bi
Relatives and friends in Luoyang asked each other that there was a piece of ice in the jade pot.
After three months of war, a piece of news from home is worth a ton of gold.
1. Thread in the hands of a loving mother,
Make clothes for her wayward son.
She sewed it carefully, mended it thoroughly,
Afraid that the delay would make him come home late.
But how much love does an inch of grass have,
Make three spring scenery.
(Meng Jiao: "Wanderer")
2. Boil beans and burn beans,
The beans are crying in the kettle.
Originally born from the same root,
What's the hurry?
(Cao Zhi: "Seven Steps Poetry")
When my parents heard about my daughter,
Go abroad to help the generals;
My sister heard that my sister was coming,
When the household is in charge of red makeup;
When I heard my sister was coming,
Sharpen the knife to pigs and sheep.
("Mulan Ci")
Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers still exist.
Trees and grass turn green again in spring.
Petals shed like tears,
Lonely birds sang their sorrows.
After three months of fighting,
Letters from home are priceless.
I stroke my white hair. It became too thin,
I can't hold the hairpin anymore.
(Du Fu: Hope in Spring)
5. A vagrant heard the drums that predicted the battle.
A wild goose sings in autumn.
He knew that the dew tonight would be frost,
How bright the moonlight is at home! .
Oh, my brothers, lost and scattered,
What does life without you mean to me? .
But if something goes wrong with peacetime letters,
What can I expect during the war? .
(Du Fu: "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night")
6. Look at the autumn wind in Luoyang.
The writer's book is full of meaning.
I can't talk about it in a hurry
Pedestrians came and opened again.
(Zhang Ji: "Qiu Si")
7. As a stranger in a foreign land,
Please think twice about your relatives during the festival.
Know where the brothers climb,
There is one person missing from the dogwood.
(Wang Wei: vacationing in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong)
8. Every winter solstice in Handan,
Knee-hugging lamp with shadow.
I want to sit at home late at night,
It should also be said that people who travel far away.
(Bai Juyi: "The Solstice of Winter in Handan" misses home at night)
9. The child led the clothes to ask:
Why did you come back too late?
* * * Who is fighting for time,
Win sideburns?
(Du Mu: "Going Home")
References:
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7. Poems about kinship 1. Wandering songs
Author Meng Jiao, Tang Dynasty.
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?
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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?
Secondly, I remembered my brother in Shandong when I was on holiday in the mountains.
Author Wang Wei, Tang Dynasty
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
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Being alone is always a bit bleak, and I miss my distant relatives every time I go to the Double Ninth Festival. Far away, I feel sorry for myself when I think of my brothers climbing high with dogwood.
Third, when will there be a bright moon?
Author Su Shi, Song Dynasty
Chen Bing Mid-Autumn Festival, happily drank the next morning, drunk, wrote this word, and missed my brother Su Zhe.
When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance. No E79FA5E98193E59B9EE7AD 943133431346439 Do you know what year it is today? I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade. Dance to find out what shadows look like on the earth.
The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
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On the Mid-Autumn Festival in Chen Bing, I drank happily until the next morning, got drunk, wrote this word, and missed my brother Su Zhe. When did the bright moon begin to appear? I raised my glass and asked the distant sky. I don't know the date of the palace in heaven. I want to ride the breeze back to the sky, but I'm afraid that the buildings built by Meiyu can't stand the cold of nine days.
Dancing under the moon and enjoying the clear shadows is not like on the earth. The moon revolves around the scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. Mingyue shouldn't have any resentment against people, should she? Why is it round when people are gone?
People have joys and sorrows, and the moon changes from sunny to sunny. This kind of thing has been difficult to be comprehensive since ancient times. I only hope that all the relatives in this world can be safe and healthy, and even if they are thousands of miles apart, they can enjoy this beautiful moonlight.
Four, ah, mom
Author Shu Ting Dynasty Modern
Your pale fingertips touched my temple, and I couldn't help grabbing your skirt as I did when I was a child.
Oh, mother, in order to keep you drifting away, 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, for fear that washing it will make it lose your unique warmth.
Oh, mother, the running water of the years is as ruthless, for fear that the memory will fade. How dare I open its screen easily?
I cried to you for a thorn, and now I dare not moan with a crown of thorns.
Oh, 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 in this way, although I have written many songs, for flowers, for the sea and for the dawn.
Oh, mother, my sweet and deep memory is not a torrent or a waterfall, but a dry well that can't sing under the shade of flowers and trees.
Verb (abbreviation of verb) "Song of Persuading Filial Piety"
Author Xu Xi Qing Dynasty
The baby is underage and was pregnant with his mother's stomach in 10. Longing for mother's blood, longing for mother's meat.
The baby will be born and the mother will be in prison. I'm afraid I'll become a ghost after giving birth.
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Before a child becomes a baby, it needs to be conceived in the mother's womb for ten months. Eat your mother's meat when you are hungry and drink your mother's blood when you are thirsty.
At the moment when the child is about to give birth, the mother seems to spend time in prison. I'm afraid of having children, and I'm afraid that I and my children will suffer disasters because of unsatisfactory production.
8. In the poem about affection, affection is 1. A kind-hearted mother made clothes for her wayward son's body with thread. She sewed them carefully and repaired them thoroughly, fearing that the delay would make him go home late, but she loved an inch of grass and got three spring rays. (Meng Jiao's Ode to a Wanderer) 2. Boil beans and burn beans, and the beans cry in the pot. We are born from the same root, so why should we speculate with each other? (Cao Zhi's Seven Steps Poetry) 3. Grandpa. As soon as Sister A heard that Sister Mei was coming, she had to cut her red makeup. Hearing my sister coming, my brother sharpened his knife to pigs and sheep. (Mulan) 4. Although the country is divided, the mountains and rivers last forever, the plants and trees spring back, the petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing sad songs. After three months of war, a letter from home is worth a ton of gold, and I touch my white hair. It has become so thin that it can no longer hold hairpins. (Du Fu's "Spring Hope") 5. Defend the drums and break the pedestrians, and the geese sound autumn. The dew is white from tonight, and the hometown is bright. My brothers are all separated, and I have nothing to ask for in life and death. (Qiu Si by Zhang Ji) 7. A lonely stranger in a strange land I am cast, I miss my family all the more on every festive day. I know from a distance where my brothers climb mountains, and there is one person missing everywhere. (Wang Wei, "I miss my Shandong brothers on vacation in the mountains") 8. * * * Who is fighting for time; Win sideburns? (Du Mu's Return to the Tomb).
9. Composition about affection (beautiful sentence) Feel affection.
Affection, like a road sign in confusion, guides you the way forward; Family, like a lamp, illuminates the life you should go; Affection, like a cup of tea, can warm your heart.
My mother is an ordinary woman, but in her ordinary life, I saw her extraordinary side.
I remember when I was in the first grade of primary school, I played on the playground with my classmates. Suddenly, I seemed to be pushed down by a force and my chin hit a stone. My classmates sent me to the infirmary, and the teacher said that I should go to the hospital to get some stitches.
After learning the news, my mother put down her housework and rushed to the hospital at "superluminal speed".
In the hospital bed, I was very scared. I saw the doctor fiddling with a needle, and suddenly, fear turned into countless tears pouring out of my eyes.
At this point, my mother ran into the ward, took my hand and comforted me all the time, saying, "Don't be afraid, it will be fine! Mom is by your side, I will always be with you! " I stopped crying and turned to look into my mother's eyes. For the first time, I found my mother's eyes so big, so bright and so charming. Gradually, I fell asleep.
I only vaguely remember lying on a warm and strong back. It shook gently, like a cradle, but it didn't wake me up.
When I woke up, I was already lying in a soft bed at home. At this time, I will never forget who put a spoonful of nectar in my mouth and who relieved the pain of my wound with caring eyes. It's her-my beloved mother.
Although she asked me many questions, I didn't answer them. I don't want my voice to break the silence at the moment. I am thinking, if time can stay, please let it stay at this moment.
Outside the window, the stars are staring at this place with their eyes open, and the moon shines the brightest moonlight into this warm hut. They are quiet and don't seem to want to break the silence.
Family is like honey, which gives you a sweet taste; Family, like a clear spring in the desert, can help you when you are in trouble; Family is like a ship, carrying you on a long voyage.
Affection is a clear sky that clouds cannot cover!
10. Family Poetry: How to cut bamboo at the west window, but kill time in the dim rain-Li Shangyin's Notes to Northern Friends on a Rainy Night
It was a long time ago that I met her, and it was a long time ago that I broke up. The east wind rises and flowers fall-Li Shangyin is untitled.
After all, there is nothing, twilight is full of water, heartbroken to Baipingzhou-the article "Looking at Jiangnan"
Don't get lost in the Tao, the curtain rolls up the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers —— Li Qingzhao's Drunk Flowers.
Homesickness of a Wanderer: Meng Jiao's Ode to a Wanderer (the poem is too long, so I won't fight)
When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world —— Ma Zhiyuan's Jing Tian Sha Qiu Si
But I look to my hometown, and the twilight is getting thicker, and the mist of sadness is filled on the river waves-the Yellow Crane Tower written by Ho Choi.
Finally, I can send my messenger, the wild goose, home to one of Luoyang-Wang Wan and park at the foot of Beibao Mountain.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. -Li Shangyin's "Jinse"
How many lovesickness one-night stands are there? The ends of the earth are not long. -Zhang's Swallow House