1. Poems about caring about children
Poems about caring about children 1. Poems about missing children
1: Traveling outside the green mountains, sailing on green water forward.
The tide is flat, the banks are wide, the wind is blowing and the sail is hanging. Hai Ri is born and the night is over, and Jiang Chun people are in the old year.
Where can I find the hometown book? Return to Yanluoyang. ——Wang Wan's "Under the Cibeigu Mountain" 2: Everything will go wrong if we go through Changmen again. Why do we come together and return differently? After the parasol trees were half dead and the frost cleared, the white-headed mandarin ducks flew away without their companions.
The grass on the original land is exposed to the early mist, and the old habitat and new ridge are covered with rain. Lying on an empty bed listening to the rain outside the south window, who will stay up late at night to mend clothes? 3: Crows roost in the white trees in the atrium, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently.
Everyone looks at the bright moon at night, and I don’t know who is missing in autumn! 4: In July and a half, I hold a candle and burn incense and ask the sky. In the dog days of June, I feel chilled by the waving fan. 5: I know clearly that I miss you so much, I want to be full of love, but it just happens that the autumn moon is sickle, and I can sleep alone. 6: The wind blows to wake me up in the corner of the building, and the door is quiet at night.
Nakan was even more illuminated by the bright moon, and the shadow of the swing was sent across the partition wall. 7: It’s hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.
8: You come from your hometown, you should know the things in your hometown. Will the winter plum blossoms bloom in front of the beautiful window tomorrow? 9: Whose jade flute is flying quietly, and the spring breeze of scattered people fills Luo City.
In this nocturne, I hear the broken willows, who can't remember the sentiments of my motherland. (Li Bai's "Listening to the Flute in Luo City on a Spring Night") 10: You are like a rock, and I am like pampas grass.
Will the winter plum blossoms bloom in front of the beautiful window tomorrow? 12: The day has gone by far, and the clothes have faded away ------- Han.> 13: In the past, I left, and the willows lingered; now I come to think about it, the rain and snow are falling ------> 14: Don't worry There is no friend in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you. ------Tang Gao Shi 15: There is a kind of longing, looking deeply, but afraid, the autumn dream is broken, the debt to the heart is hurt, and it is swaying. Dream Boat 16: The dusk clouds are all gone and overflowing with coldness, and the silver man turns the jade plate silently. This night in this life will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?
17: Only if you don’t miss lovesickness in your life will you miss lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness. ------Yuan Xu Zaisi's "Toad Palace Song*Spring Love" 18: Fragrant mist and clouds make the servant girl wet, and the clear jade arms are cold.
19: Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during the festive season. I know from afar that when my brothers climbed to a high place, there was only one less person planting dogwood trees.
20: The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again? (Wang Anshi) Poems about missing my son 60 poems about missing my son 60 verses 21: Guhonghao is outfield, and birds are singing in the northern forest.
22: I pity my children from afar, but I still remember Chang’an! 23: There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, and I suspect it is frost on the ground. I look up at the bright moon, and lower my head to think about my homeland ------ Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty > 24: In a hurry, the peach blossoms in March turn with the water, drifting, and in February the kites The thread is broken. 25: There are close friends in the sea, and we are like neighbors to the end of the world. 26: In the past, I left, and the willows hugged me; now when I come to think of myself, the rain and snow are falling ------> 27: There has been wind and fire for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold. 28: But the messenger The flying generals of Dragon City are here, and they will not teach Hu Ma to cross the Yin Mountains.
——Wang Changling 29: Ruthlessness is not as painful as sentimentality, an inch is like thousands of strands. When the ends of the earth are endless, there is only endless love.
——Yan Shu's "Jade House Spring·Spring Hate" 30: On a moonlit night, I recall my brother-in-law Du Fu's garrison drum cutting off the line of people, and the sound of wild geese in the autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death. The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops were not suspended.
31: Wine enters the heart of sorrow, turning into tears of lovesickness. 32: You come from your hometown. You should know about your hometown.
Tomorrow, in front of the beautiful window, the winter plum blossoms have not yet bloomed (Wang Wei's "Miscellaneous Poems") 33: Peach and plum spring breeze, a glass of wine, and the night rain in the rivers and lakes for ten years - Huang Tingjian of the Song Dynasty> 34: Continuous cutting and chaos are the sorrow of separation. Don't have the ordinary feeling in your heart - Li Yu 35: Where can the hometown book be reached? Return to Luoyang. 36: If you are ruthless, you are as close as you are to the end of the world. 37: Fighting for no separation in the world, in exchange for coming every year (Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty) 38: A cup of wine in the spring breeze of peach and plum, a lamp in the rainy night in the rivers and lakes for ten years. ------ Song Dynasty. Huang Tingjian>39: Without me by your side, you should dress warmly when it’s cold, eat well when you’re hungry, and have good dreams when you sleep. I’m the only one in your dreams, so I have nothing else to ask for! 40: Take the first Huaconglai review, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king! 41: I am terminally ill: my eyes can only see your figure; my ears can only hear your voice; my memories are about you; my heart is filled with your name.
42: It has only been seven days since spring, and it has been two years since I left home. After returning to the wild geese, my thoughts are in front of the flowers.
43: I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and I will live up to my love. - Li Zhiyi's "Businessman" 44: If we don't meet each other in life, it's like participating in business.
45: I wish you a long life, thousands of miles to enjoy the beauty of the moon------Su Shi of the Song Dynasty> 46: I gradually feel that the local accent is different when I meet people, but I hate that the orioles sound like the old mountain----- - Sikong Tu of the Tang Dynasty 47: There should be no hatred, when will we grow apart and be round - Su Shi of the Song Dynasty > 48: The bright moon rises over the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. 49: Forty million people burst into tears, and China is nowhere in the world.
50: All things in the world have endured the sorrow of spring, and now they cry to the sky for rest.
60 poems about missing my son, good words and sentences 51: If I had known the tide would be true, I would have married a tide boy 52: I saw you off at the east gate of Luntai, when you left, the mountain road was covered with snow, and you were nowhere to be seen on the mountain winding road, leaving a trail of horses in the sky above the snow at.
53: Farmers recruit love boats, the spring grass is green and the fields are green. I tried to go up to Wumen to get a glimpse of the county, and there was new smoke in several places during the Qingming Festival.
54: The war continues for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold. (Du Fu's "Spring Hope") 55: People say that the setting sun is the end of the world, but I can't see my home even if I look to the end of the world.
I already hate that the Bishan Mountains are blocking each other, and the Bishan Mountains are still covered by dusk clouds. 56: When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine.
I don’t know what year it is in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the wind back, but I'm afraid it will be cold in the high places.
57: A sad song can be a cry, a distant look can be a return home ------ Han Yuefu Folk Song> 58: The river is three thousand miles away, and the letter from home is fifteen lines. There was no other words to say while walking, except that he would return home as soon as possible.
59: Without you, I am like a soldier who has lost his armor and weapons. I don’t know how to survive. I am not afraid that I will not be able to last forever with you, and I am not afraid that you will settle for the second best! ! ! 60: Looking at the Post Office (Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi was a window willow in Jing'an's house, and flowers were blooming on the ground in front of the Post Office. The spring light in both places ends at the same day, and the residents miss their guests and their homes.
2. What are the poems about caring about children?
1. The thread in the hands of a loving mother, and the clothes on the body of a wanderer. Departure thick seam, meaning fear of delay in return. Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light.
Source: "The Wandering Son" by Meng Jiao of the Tang Dynasty
Translation: The kind mother, with needle and thread in her hand, rushes to make new clothes for her children who are about to travel far away. Before leaving, I sewed it stitch by stitch, fearing that my son would come back late and the clothes would be damaged. Who said that a weak filial piety like Xiaocao could repay the kindness of a loving mother like Chunhui Puze?
2. Si'er is a young bird, flying high and carrying its mother on its back. My parents thought about it then, but you should know it today.
Source: "The Poetry of Swallows Revealed to Liu Sou" by Bai Juyi in the Tang Dynasty
Translation: Think about the time when you were baby swallows, you also flew away and abandoned your parents, how much your parents missed you. You should experience it today!
3. Put the mother in the ditch and leave the white gauze at home. When the moon comes out and Du Yu is heard, the north and the south are always concerned.
Source: "Jiang Mu" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty
Translation: I came to Hangou with my mother, but my family still stayed in Bai Zhen. On a full moon night, my mother suddenly heard the sound of cuckoos and thought of her son who was away from home. Although we are thousands of miles apart, we are still deeply concerned in our hearts.
4. After death, you will know that everything is in vain, but the sadness will not be the same as in all nine states. Wang Shibei set the Central Plains Day, and he never forgot to tell Naiwen during family sacrifices.
Source: "Shi'er" by Lu You in the Song Dynasty
Translation: I originally knew that there would be nothing after death, but I was sad that I did not see the country unified. When the Song Dynasty army regains the lost land in the Central Plains, don't forget to tell me when you hold family sacrifices!
5. The husband in the field throws the seedlings, and the woman in the field picks them up. The younger ones pull out the seedlings and the older ones plant them. The hat is a pocket, a raincoat is a hat, and the rain wets the head to the blade. He called him to rest for a while, bowed his head and didn't answer. The roots of the seedlings are not firmly planted yet, and the geese and ducklings are taken care of.
Source: "Planting Yangge" by Yang Wanli in the Song Dynasty
Translation: The husband threw the seedlings to his wife, and the younger son pulled them out and the older son planted them. The bamboo hat serves as a helmet and the raincoat serves as armor. The rainwater flows from the head into the neck and wets the shoulders. He called them to rest for a while and eat breakfast, but they just bent down and worked hard, but no one answered. The seedlings have not been planted firmly and the rice fields have not been planted yet. You put the rice here and go back quickly to take care of the chickens, ducks and geese.
3. Poems expressing longing for children
1. "Showing Children"
Song Dynasty: Lu You
After death, one knows that everything is in vain; But the sadness is not the same as in Kyushu.
Wang Shibei fixed the day of the Central Plains, and he never forgot to tell Nai Weng about the family sacrifices.
Translation: I originally knew that there would be nothing after death, but I was just sad that I could not see the unity of the country. When the Song Dynasty army regains the lost land in the Central Plains, don't forget to tell me when you hold family sacrifices!
2. "The Song of the Wandering Son"
Tang Dynasty: Meng Jiao
The thread in the hands of the loving mother, the clothes on the body of the wandering boy.
Before leaving, I am afraid of returning late.
Whoever speaks an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring.
Translation: The kind mother, with needle and thread in hand, rushes to make new clothes for the child who is about to travel far away. Before leaving, I sewed it stitch by stitch, fearing that my son would come back late and the clothes would be damaged. Who said that a weak filial piety like Xiaocao could repay the kindness of a loving mother like Chunhui Puze?
3. "Farewell to My Mother"
Qing Dynasty: Huang Jingren
Pulling up the curtains and worshiping my mother, I went to the river beam, and my eyes were dry with tears when I was worried.
It was a miserable snowy night in Chaimen, and it was better to have no children than to have no children at this time.
Translation: I am about to leave for Heliang. I lift the door curtain and say goodbye to my mother reluctantly. My face is full of sadness, desolate and sad, and I want to cry but have no tears. On this windy and snowy night, I couldn't fulfill my filial piety by my mother's side but had to cover my mother's door and walk away miserably. I couldn't help but sigh: What's the use of raising a son? It's better not to have one.
4. "Arriving Home at the End of the Year"
Qing Dynasty: Jiang Shiquan
The love for his son is endless, and he is happy to return home.
The cold clothes are densely stitched, and the letters home are fresh with ink marks.
When we meet, I pity the thin man, and call him to ask about his hardships.
I am ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh in the dust.
Translation: A mother’s love for her son is endless, and the happiest thing is that the wanderer can return home before the Chinese New Year. The stitches on the cotton-padded clothes she sewed for me were densely packed, and the ink marks on the letters home were as good as new. As soon as I met my mother, she lovingly said that I had lost weight and called me to ask about the hardships of the journey. Mother, my son is already ashamed of you and cannot bear to tell you the hard work of wandering away.
5. "Moon Night"
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
Tonight in Yanzhou, I can only watch the moon in my boudoir. I pity my children from afar, but I still remember Chang'an.
The fragrant mist makes the servant girl wet, and the clear jade arm is cold. When do I lean on Xuguo, my tears will dry when I shine with my eyes.
Translation: Tonight, you are the only one watching the full moon over Yanzhou, alone in your boudoir. You pity your young children far away, but I still don’t understand why you miss Chang’an? The wet cloud servant girl exudes bursts of fragrant mist, and the cold moonlight makes your jade arms feel cold. When can we lean together against a light-transmitting curtain or curtain and let the moonlight dry away the tears of longing for both of us?
4. What are the poems about mothers caring about their children?
1. "The Wandering Son" Tang Mengjiao
The thread in the hands of the loving mother, the clothes on the wandering child. Before leaving, there is a tight gap,
I am afraid that I will return later. Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light.
2. "Farewell to My Mother" by Huang Zhongze of the Qing Dynasty
Pulling up the curtains to pay homage to my mother and going to the river beam, I will be worried for a long time and my eyes will dry up with tears.
It was a miserable snowy night in Chaimen, and it was better to have no children than to have no children at this time.
3. "Tenth Five Years" King Anshi of the Song Dynasty
He sent his mother to Han ditch and left Bai Hanyin at home. When the moon comes out and Du Yu is heard, the north and the south are always concerned.
4. "Arrived Home at the End of the Year" by Jiang Shiquan of the Qing Dynasty
My love for my son is endless, and I am happy to return home. The cold clothes are densely stitched, and the letters home are freshly inked.
When we meet, I pity the thin man, and call him to ask about his hardships. I feel ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh in the dust.
5. "Mother Farewell Son" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Mother bids farewell to son, son bids farewell to mother, crying bitterly in the dark of day.
The general of the Kansai Hsing Cavalry, he captured Xin Ce Xun last year.
The imperial edict gave two million in money, and Luoyang welcomed people like flowers.
New people welcome and old people abandon them, the lotus in the palm is a thorn in the eye.
It is not enough to be sad to welcome the new and abandon the old. It is sad to leave two children in your family.
My mother and son have been separated for a long time because of the new Yanwan of your couple.
It is not as good as the crows and magpies in the forest. The mother does not lose her young, the male and the female.
It should be like the peach and plum trees in the garden, the flowers falling on the branches with the wind.
Newbies, newbies, listen to my words, Luoyang Unlimited Red Mansion Girl.
I hope that the general will be able to perform meritorious service again, and that there will be new people better than you.
6. "Motherly Love" by Yang Weizhen of the Yuan Dynasty
A loving mother loves her young, and Zhao Jiaguangyi is the crown prince.
The steps of the dragon and the tiger change day by day, and the dog follows the eagle and follows the trend.
Isn’t there a child six feet below the knee? Ah Zhao and Amei are not crotches.
The ghost lights are blurry at night, and the heavy snow is falling.
If hundreds of officials don’t hold Dong Hu’s pen, how can an orphan and a widower call her husband?
Suddenly, a silver pillar ax was pierced on the ground in front of the bed, causing trouble for the books in the golden cabinet of King Han.
7. "Mo Xuan Tu" Mian Wangmian of the Yuan Dynasty
The bright day lily flowers grow under the north hall.
The south wind blows his heart, shaking it for whom?
A loving mother leans on her door with love, but a wanderer’s journey is painful.
The sweet messages are sparse every day, and the sound and questions are blocked every day.
Looking up at the cloud forest, I feel ashamed to hear the wise birds singing.
8. "Whose Son" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty
Whose son is neither crazy nor crazy? He went to the king's house to praise the Taoist priest.
The white-headed old mother covered the door and cried, rolling up the broken sleeves of her shirt and leaving them in place.
The bride with green eyebrows was twenty years old, and she was driven back home and cried through the city.
Perhaps Yun wanted to learn how to play Feng Sheng, and admired Ling Fei as much as Xiao Shi.
It is also said that the customs of the time are based on ordinary people, and they strive to obtain noble positions through dangerous and strange practices.
Although there are legends about gods, those who know them will know that they are delusional.
A sage, a king, and a virtuous person can be bullied, but why should he die in a poor mountain?
Oh my brother, Yu Xincheng, I am willing to teach you from beginning to end.
It is not too late to punish him if he does not punish him.
Whoever has sympathy for his friends and relatives can write this poem to me as a gift.
9. "Dan Ge Xing" by Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty
When a person is born, the sun begins to rise. Going up the mountain late, going down the mountain quickly.
Thirty-six thousand dynasties for a hundred years, and the general will be strong for half a day at night.
Singing and dancing must be done early. Yesterday is better than today.
People think that men and women are good at birth, but they don’t know that men and women make people grow old.
Short song line, no music.
10. "Answers on behalf of an old man from Beizhou" by Zhang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
The old man went to Beizhou with a salary, and when he looked north to his hometown, he was worried about the visitors.
He said that the old man had three sons, and two of them died in the yellow sand.
Now that the children have grown up, they will be drafted again next year after hearing the news.
I know for sure that this separation will be scattered, and it is not as good as being together in death and life.
Lend your fields and houses to your neighbors, and return to your hometown alone.
No one knows how hard it is to have more descendants in this lifetime.
According to recent legends, the emperor respects martial arts and vegetables, and strengthens his troops to quell Hu Chen.
There is a long-term strategy to stabilize the border and self-healing, so there is no need to displace the Chinese.
11. "The Great Night Work" by Tang Gaoshi
The hotel is sleepless under the cold light, and the guest's heart becomes desolate.
I miss my hometown tonight, and worry about tomorrow for another year.
12. "Buxu" Tang Sikong Picture
My mother taught Buxu, and Sanyuan Chang sent the pot.
The rhymes and customs of Yunshao ceased, and the Yao harp stopped, and the luan and crane flew low to brush the treasure furnace.
13. "Sending Zhang Shenming's Sutras to Jingzhou Province" by Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty
In the fifteenth year of Caiyi, Cheng Huan was in front of his loving mother. Xiaolian paid tribute every year, and he carried oranges to Qinchuan.
Among the four candidates, Xu Zhongxuan was the middle doctor. Who wouldn't admire the gods while boating on the river?
5. Poems describing missing children
1. The tears of a loving mother in my hometown in my dream, drop by drop through the stone, hoping for my son’s return. ——"Yuan Ri" Northern Song Dynasty: Wang Anshi
Translation: In the hometown in the dream, the mother misses her son who has traveled far away, and looks forward to his return like drops of water piercing the stone.
2. I pity the children from afar, but I still remember Chang'an. ——"Moonlight Night" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
Translation: Poor young children, how can they understand the sadness of longing for them?
3. My love for my son is endless, and I will be happy to return home. The cold clothes are densely stitched, and the letters home are freshly inked. When I met, I felt pity for my thin body, and I called my son to ask about my hardships. ——"Arrived Home at the End of the Year" Qing Dynasty poet Jiang Shiquan
Translation: The love for children is inexhaustible, and the happiest thing is the timely return of a wanderer. The stitches used to sew the cold clothes are densely packed, and the ink marks on the letters home are as good as new. My mother felt distressed when she saw her son losing weight, and called me to inquire about the hardships of the journey.
4. The love of a loving mother leaning against the door makes the wanderer suffer on the road. The sweet taste is sparse every day, and the sound is blocked every day. Looking up at the cloud forest, I feel ashamed to hear the words of the wise bird. ——From the Yuan Dynasty: Wang Mian's "Mo Xuan Picture No. 1"
Translation: The kind mother leans on the door and looks forward to her child, but the wanderer who travels far away is so miserable! The support of the parents is alienated every day, and the news of the children cannot be reached every day. Looking up at a cloud forest, I heard the cry of the wise bird and felt ashamed to miss her.
5. Hemerocallis grows on the steps of the hall, and wanderers travel to the ends of the world. My loving relatives leaned against the door of the hall, but there were no day lilies in sight. ——"The Wanderer" Tang Dynasty: Meng Jiao
Translation: The steps are covered with day lilies. The traveling son walks to the end of the world. The mother leans in front of the door but does not see her son return. When will the day lilies bloom?
6. Poems about missing the child
Poems about missing the son
1. Looking at the post station (Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi used a window willow in Jing'an's house to look at the post station. Flowers blooming in front of me. The springs of the two places end at the same time, and the residents miss their guests and their homes.
2. Without you, I am like a soldier who has lost his armor and weapons. I don’t know how to survive. I am not afraid of not being able to be with you. You will last forever, and I am not afraid of you settling for second best!
3. Elegies can be seen as weeping, and looking from afar can be seen as returning home------Han Yuefu Folk Songs
4. Fragrant mist and clouds make the servant girl wet, and the clear splendor and jade arms are cold.
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5. The war continues for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand dollars. (Du Fu's "Spring Outlook")
6. People say that the setting sun is the end of the world, and I look to the end of the world and can't see my home. I already hate the sight of the green mountains. Barriers, Bishan is still covered by dusk clouds.
7. Constant cutting and confusion are the sorrow of separation. Don’t leave the ordinary feeling in your heart------Li Yu
8 , Everything will go wrong if we go through the Chang Gate again. How can we come together and return differently? After the parasol trees are half dead and the frost clears, the white-headed mandarin ducks fly away without their companions. The original grass is covered with the first mist, and the old habitat is still in the new ridge. The rain lingers. I lie on an empty bed and listen to the rain outside the south window. Who will stay up at night to mend clothes!
9. Wine enters the heart of sorrow, turning into tears of lovesickness
10. Whose jade flute is flying in the dark, and the spring breeze fills Luo City. Who can hear the broken willows in this nocturne? Situation of the Homeland. (Li Bai's "Listening to the Flute on a Spring Night in Luocheng")
11. Crows roost on the white trees in the courtyard, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently. At night when the moon is bright, everyone looks around, wondering who is missing in autumn thoughts!
12. It has only been seven days since spring, and it has been two years since I left home. I return home after the wild geese, and my thoughts are in front of the flowers.
13. The day we parted is already far away, and the days of our clothes are gone. Hsu------Han.
14. There are close friends in the sea, and there are neighbors in the world
15. Don’t worry about having no friends in the road ahead, and no one in the world will know you--- ---Tang Gao Shi
7. What are the sentences about "caring about children"
1. The child you care about has grown up! My dad called me this morning and asked me a lot of questions. How are you doing at work these days? Have you been bullied by old employees? Is the money still enough? If not, you must tell dad. Although I have started working, Even if I have no money, I will still give it to you. You must eat well when you eat. Don’t go hungry when you are outside... I can only keep saying "Okay, okay, okay... everything is fine" until the end. I almost couldn't help but tell him that I had resigned.
2. How many days will our parents lean in front of the window and look forward to the familiar figures of their children? How many days and nights will our parents hide in the corner and silently count their tears? tears; how many days and nights, our parents will call our names in their hearts. Don't make your parents sad anymore and rush to the car home. Otherwise, we will really be "unfilial".
3. You are the rising sun in the hearts of mom and dad, entrusting our heavy hopes. Your obedience and obedience make us feel sincerely happy. Your liveliness and activity make us feel like spring breeze. You have a small, exquisite and considerate heart that makes us happy. You are a wind chime, tied to the title page of our heart. Deep in the clear sound of the wind chimes is your little figure, the place where our hearts always look forward to.
4. The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the body of a wanderer. Departure thick seam, meaning fear of delay in return. Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light.
5. Daughters are the heart and soul of every parent. People, especially parents, care about their daughters, and sometimes it is difficult to express them in words. In the past, old people used to say: "After a daughter gets married, she will become an adult, and her parents will be less worried." In fact, this is not the case. My experience after my daughter got married is: "My daughter's not getting married is one worry and one worry. After my daughter gets married, it becomes two worries and one more worry. After the two, there are three or even four." "How many people there are will add more worries to parents."
6. How many people there are, there will be as many things waiting for you, and the worries of parents can only increase. More and more, I am always concerned about the people and things of my daughters. The joys, sorrows and joys of the daughters, as well as every action of the daughters, are still within the sight of their parents.
7. This longing is so lingering, it hovers in front of my eyes, lingers in my ears, and settles in my heart. My own daughter, my own old man, and myself are a living example. Wherever your daughter is or where your relatives are, your heart will definitely be there. Through a very simple sentence, the concern of parents and relatives can be reflected. For example, if the daughters are usually in Jinan, the husband must pay special attention to the weather changes in Jinan. When the daughters return to Yantai during the Spring Festival, what he is most concerned about is the weather changes in Yantai. If the daughters call early to say that they are coming home, he will not worry about the weather changes in Yantai. I am even more concerned about the weather changes that day. Concern is always reflected in the words and deeds of parents, but sometimes it is ignored by their daughters. A daughter is a daughter after all. Things that she has not experienced have no feelings and insights. In fact, we are all like this. Only when we have experienced it ourselves can we have personal feelings.
8. Daughter, you are a beautiful elf, you have brilliant and dazzling dreams, you spread innocence and purity in this windy and rainy world, your smile is your blooming beauty, your singing is The hope you sow. You use your smile to lift the bead curtain of the wind, and you use your singing to knock at the heart of the rain. Your smile is the warm sunshine, allowing the flowers to bathe in the charm of the sun; your singing is the warm wind, allowing the dancing butterflies to linger for a long time. . You are like a flower, and the flowers are like you; you are like the sunshine, and the sunshine misses you. Parents in the world may have to experience the pain of missing their children. Parents have raised their children physically and mentally, but children cannot always belong to their mothers. After their children leave home, parents have endless care and longing for them.
9. My dear daughter, you are a deep pool of water in my father’s eyes. I hope to read the depth of your soul. I am willing to be a ray of sunshine on your way to growth, to warm your way and accompany you with happiness. Growth, all the time. You are a lily in my mother's eyes. She protects you in the depths of the autumn wind and drizzle. She is worried that your white flowers will be damaged by the wind and the drizzle. I like to touch your forehead gently. , that is my deep love and care for you. I don’t want your delicate flowers to be hurt too much.
10. Standing in the deepest part of love, I hold my heart in my hands and miss you deeply. With a wisp of lovesickness and a piece of happiness, I give you a heart that cares about you. , think about it, Meng Jiangnu's eternal song of crying at the Great Wall, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai's joys and sorrows, what does my concern mean? , caring is like a dream, lingering day by day, caring like a soul, coming in and out night after night, caring about you, talking to you with my heart and soul.
11. From the moment the child was born, as a mother, she began to devote all her heart and soul to care; when the child grew up and entered adolescence, she took great pains to discipline her children; when her children went through the stressful high school and college entrance examinations, She worked hard for it; when her children grew up and started a family, she still couldn't let go of caring about maternal love. This is how her children show the same love in unique ways at different ages.
12. The night before the child left, I looked at him sleeping soundly, and tears couldn’t stop falling, for fear that he would be wronged outside. When we set off the next day, it was raining heavily. I put on a smile and put the child in the car. I cried a lot when I got home.
During the past few days when my child was in Beijing, I couldn't eat or sleep well. I sat in front of the computer all day long, waiting for messages from the teacher, hoping that the teacher would send more photos of my child.