Mom smiled sweetly.
Like a blooming lily.
This is warm sunshine.
Shine on my heart forever
This is a vicious scolding
Just because I didn't answer the math paper well
Yes, I ate two big cakes this morning.
At noon, she suddenly went to school again.
Send me a piece of cake.
You asked her when her birthday was.
My mom.
She said she didn't know.
Mom, actually, I think
Affect the winding mountains in the distant sky.
Thank you for your hard work.
Carve a towering monument
Used for storage
Your prophecy
Mom, actually, I think
Stir up slow-moving waves in the valley
For you who have worked hard.
Looking for the bright spring of the soul
Used to thank
Your meticulous warmth
Mom, actually, I think
Care for the whole colorful spring
For you who have been running all your life.
Remember the happy spring and autumn?
Used for expansion
Your happy time
Mom, actually, I think
Chasing the long-lost mood of writing poetry
For you who don't want others to praise you.
Write with sincere gratitude
Used to prove
Your great heart
Dismantled, installed, dismantled.
After countless days and nights of splicing,
Finally, I assembled my heart into
Precise balance
The left atrium is filled with affection.
The right ventricle is filled with intense love.
What wavers is a calm mind.
I carefully ground it into a thin pointer.
Swing constantly between affection and love
After countless times of weighing, I finally found out
No matter how years pass, change the weight.
Blood is thicker than water, and feelings can always be.
The pointer tilted to him from the place of love.
Because time is always like a clever magician.
He always makes love like beautiful fireworks.
Passion is a flash in the pan.
I found it after I calmed down.
The most unforgettable love in the world
Eventually, it will also become a kind of
Eternal blood is thicker than water.
Emotional bond
The flower of long-lost friendship will lose its fragrance and wither.
The air of long-lost love will both heat up and cool down.
Only affection is an altar of wine buried deep underground, and the more it is hidden, the stronger it becomes.
The Pacific Ocean without Ni is vast.
But the pace of feelings is enough to cross it.
Mount Everest goes straight to the clouds. Who is comparing the height?
But the sound of affection is enough to keep it around.
Never made a promise.
Never vigorous.
The lotus root of affection is tied with silent blessings.
Drifting through eight thousand miles of mountains and rivers
No magnificent passion
There is no clear spring reflecting the poetry of pine.
Family is like a clear lake.
With her quiet face
Tell a touching family story.
The sun occasionally ripples.
The breeze brushed the phosphorescence.
The whole lake is in harmony with ups and downs.
It's like a family sharing weal and woe.
Mother/Sister Fan Fuyi
Stone roadside in my hometown
That deep well
Have your young face.
And your old face.
Huan Yi pool by the well.
There are diapers from my childhood.
And adult white shirts.
If there are peach blossoms in spring
Those touching petals that have been thanked in succession.
It's your mind, you say:
Kid! Remember to call.
Free vacation
Take the girl home
Show it to your parents.
Well water beside gravel road
Still clear
Peach blossom tree at the head of the village
There will be spring.
But I didn't know until the Mid-Autumn Festival was over.
Wandering around the city
Wandering between buildings
You still call every time.
Every time you advise me not to make myself too tired.
Every time you talk about the changes in your hometown,
Every time you say the daughter who grew up next door
It's warm every time it sounds.
I feel young.
Every time you sigh that you are so ignorant.
My kind and pure mother
Clear well water is not as good as water.
The kindness you gave me to raise.
My kind and amiable mother.
Peach trees in spring
It's your figure.
It will remain in my son's mind forever.
The most beautiful scenery
Father's text /fanfuyijie
On the wall of time
There are hands dancing in the wind
Put your feelings on the road
Use rhythmic language
Tell me when you are studying in the distance.
When you are outside, you should get along well with others.
Outside, we should build a man's backbone.
No matter lightning, rain or shine.
Don't bow your head, stop.
Passion for life
Yes, father, my beloved and heavy father.
You use the shadow of your life struggle
Set an example for me in life.
My tears are hard to answer.
Please allow me to bury my gratitude in my heart for a while.
And remember, there is a kind of selflessness called dedication.
Please believe that there is a responsibility called gratitude.
1. I often go, Yangliu is Yiyi; Today, I think it's raining-< <; Book of Songs. Xiaoya. Caiwei >>
2. Mourning can make you cry, and looking far away can make you return to China-Han Yuefu folk songs & gt
3. Humayi went north and crossed the south branch of the Bird's Nest-Nineteen Ancient Poems by Han>
4. But how much love does an inch of grass get?-Tang Mengjiao & gt
Now, approaching my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question-Tang Song Wen Zhi>
You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! When you passed my window, was the plum blossom Han Mei's flower? -Tang Wang Wei>
7. The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is it frosty already? Looking up, I found that it was moonlight and sank again, and I suddenly remembered home-Don Li Bai>
8. Where is your hometown? Forget, unless you are drunk-Song Li Qingzhao & gt
9. Miss your relatives more during the festive season-Tang Wangwei
10. I am looking forward to the moon tonight. I wonder who Qiu Si will fall into-Tang Wangjian & gt
1 1. People gradually feel strange in the local accent, but they hate the sound of singing birds like an old mountain-the empty map of the Tang Dynasty << Five books >>
12. Only the lake is reflected in front of the door, and the spring breeze does not change the old waves-Tang He Zhang Zhi << two hometown couplets >>
13. Teenagers leave home, old people return, and the local accent remains unchanged. -Tang He Zhangzhi << Hometown Letter >>
14. He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! -Tang Du Fu
15. Sadness is more than sadness. Parting-Warring States Period. Chu Quyuan & gt
16. The day of parting is far away, but the day of clothing is slow-Korea. & gt
17. Think before flowers after the wild goose falls-Sui Xue Daoheng & gt
18. Stay away from hatred like grass in spring. Can go further and live-Li Yu of Southern Tang Dynasty & gt
19. If you keep cutting, the reason is still chaotic, which means leaving sadness. Especially the general taste is in your heart-Li Yu>
20. It is easier to see when you are away, and the water is gone in spring. Is heaven and earth-Li Yu>
2 1. It's hard for friends to meet each other, such as the star of the morning and evening-Don Du Fu>
22. I advise you to drink one more glass of wine and travel to the west for no reason-Tang Wangwei & gt
23. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone knows no gentleman-Tang Gaoshi.
24. The Peach Blossom Lake is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun-Li Bai>
25. We met for the last time in the flowers. In the flowers where we parted, it has been blooming for one year today-Don Wei Wu Ying.
26. I've known her for a long time, and I've been apart for a long time. The east wind rises and flowers fall-Tang Li Shangyin & gt
27. Candles have a heart to say goodbye and cry for others until dawn. -Don Mutu & gt
28. If there is no north-south road outside the door, people should avoid parting-the same as above.
29. Peach, plum, spring breeze, a glass of wine, a lamp for ten years. -Huang Song, Ting Jian & gt
30. Alone at the bottom of the river, the moonlight is like water. Where are the people who came to see the moon together? The scenery is vaguely like last year-Tang & gt
3 1. There should be no hate. When will it grow into a circle? -history & gt
32. I wish you a long life and a thousand miles * * *-same as above.
33. Wandering songs
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.
But how much love does this inch of grass have? Make three spring scenery.
34. longing for spring
Du Fu
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.
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.
Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.
Wang Wei
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.
36. Seven-step poem
Cao zhi
Boil beans and burn beans,
The beans are crying in the kettle.
Originally born from the same root,
What's the hurry?
Think of my brothers on a moonlit night.
Du Fu
A vagrant heard the drums heralding 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? .
Qiu Si.
Ji Zhang
Look at the autumn wind in Luoyang,
The writer's book is full of meaning.
I can't talk about it in a hurry I met my father when I was a child.
Father is a mountain.
I am a bird in the forest.
Birds can never live without the influence of mountains.
See your mother in childhood.
Mother is a blue lake.
I am a fish.
Fish can never leave the embrace of the lake.
The mountains give me a strong character.
The lake gave me water laughter.
The mountains have evolved my flying feathers.
The lake shed all the scales when I swam.
Don't go to see your father until you are an adult.
Father Shu became a forest in the mountains.
I am tall and straight, straight into a mountain.
Wushan can never repay Lin's kindness.
Don't go to see your mother until you are an adult
-Mom became a weed in the lake.
I am a lake.
Yellow weeds will cover the waves of the lake forever.
Eternal mother
When I first opened my newborn eyes.
The first thing I saw was the incomparable holiness of my mother.
Love eyes and tears of joy-
Staring at you without blinking an eye.
Your hazy and ignorant heart beats instinctively
But I can't express my feelings, just dancing around.
I am so anxious that you can't help crying loudly.
After many days and nights of cultivation
Sit up straight at last, your little body.
After adjusting EQ and IQ
Never wait, shout out life.
The most precious first sound-mom
This is the most touching original moral.
No matter how many languages there are in the world.
Only this cry is absolutely the same.
No music, no poetry.
It can be more touching than this.
A traveler's song
The mountains are unwilling to send away the sunset.
Affectionate sailors are unwilling to sail.
Hope is calling.
The outside world is my paradise,
A free heart is flying.
Mom, do you care about me?
Mother looked at me anxiously.
Mom, do you want my life to be more exciting?
Mother looked at me with relief.
Listen to the train, the flute ...
Holding hands tightly through the window.
Pedestrians came and opened again.