What poems can be used to express guilt for family members?

Don't be an Old Mother by Tang Mengjiao

I went to worship the mother river beam, and I was worried about my tears. This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time.

Shou Chang, Qingzhou "drying old clothes"

The robe is still there and the collar is still warm. I can't bear to take it lightly when sewing again, and there are old thread marks of loving mothers on it.

Don Li Shangyin's "Send Mother Home"

I was trapped in prison when I parked the car. Feeling from this, sadness and tears stuck in the throat. Fang's mother is seriously ill and wants to be a famous doctor. The bus is very urgent today, so it is difficult to stop! Motherly love has nothing to report, what can life expect!

Ode to a Wanderer by Tang 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?

Wang Yuan Mian's "Figure 1 of Xuan Mo"

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.

Poems expressing guilt for friends:

Tang Li Bai's Send Friends to Shu.

It is said that the road from here to Shudu is rugged and difficult. The cliff rises abruptly from the face of the human face, and the qi rises with the rise of the horse's head. Flowers-like trees cover the path of Qin Ruchuan, the river that flows around the river, and the capital of Shu. Your advance and retreat have been decided, and you won't be asked about the good Kun Pei.

Don Chen Ziang's "To Assistant Joe"

Hanting is a clever official, but Yunting is a poor worker. Poor Ambassador Ma, Whitehead is the hero.

Don Chen Ziang's Farewell to Friends on a Spring Night.

Silver candles spit smoke, and gold is like a feast. Farewell hall in the hall to recall the friendship of friends, bypass the mountain behind the water, a long journey. The bright moon is high in the treetops, and the long river is still unknown. To Luoyang, when will this meeting be held?