Poems in memory of parents include the following:
1. I cried for my loved ones all night long, but they will come again at dawn. Afraid of hurting my motherly love, I secretly flow to my pillow.
2. In Ji Sou’s Huangquan, old spring should be brewed. If there is no Li Bai on the night stand, who can I buy wine with?
3. Life and death are so vast in one year. If you don’t think about it, you will never forget it. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to speak of desolation.
4. Looking at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the broken part of the intestines will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pines.
5. The jade bones are full of mist, and the muscle growth has its own fairy wind. People from all over the world are sent to explore the fragrant bushes, and there are green-haired phoenixes hanging upside down.
6. I wake up from sleep under the rattan bed and paper tent. I can’t say enough, and I have no good thoughts. The agarwood is intermittent and the jade furnace is cold, accompanying my feelings like water.
7. The setting sun on the city is painted with mournful corners, and the Shen Garden is no longer a restored pool. The spring waves under the sad bridge are green, and it was once the shadow of a startled dragon came.
8. There are flowers flying everywhere in the spring city, and the east wind keeps the willows from falling. At dusk, candles were passed around the Han Palace, and their light colors spread into the houses of the five princes.
9. Sitting around and feeling sad is also a waste of time. How long does it take to live in a hundred years? Xing You has no children and is looking for his fate. Pan Yue mourns Guang Guang but wastes no words.
10. Everything will go wrong if you go through the gate again. What happened when we came together, we returned home differently. The phoenix tree was half dead after the clear frost, and the white-headed mandarin duck flew away without its companion.
11. Even if we meet each other, we should not recognize each other, but our faces will be covered with dust and become as frosty as frost. At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown with a deep dream. I was dressing up outside the small window.
12. Only hatred turns to boredom. The flowers are still falling at the fifth watch. Withering poplar leaves are hard to cut off, and the cold rain and wind are blowing across the painted bridge.
13. Xie Gong loves girls the most, so he marries Qian Lou and is a good boy. I have no clothes to search for a bag of watermelon, and he is selling wine and pulling out gold hairpins.
14. It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road feel like dying. When I asked where Sa's family was, the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
15. The grass on the original land is exposed to the first light, and the old habitat and the new ridge are nestled in each other. Lying on an empty bed listening to the rain outside the south window, who will stay up late at night to mend clothes?