The poem about mother's hand is 1. There are poems about mother's hands.
1, "Ode to a Wanderer" Tang Dynasty: The thread in the hand of kind-hearted mother Meng Jiao made clothes for her wayward boy's body.
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?
The kind mother is holding a needle and thread in her hand, making new clothes for the children who are going on a long trip. Before leaving, he sewed the needle tightly for fear that his son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.
Who said that a weak and filial person can repay the kindness of such a loving mother as Chunhui Puze? 2, "Farewell, My Mother" Qing: Huang Jingren drew the curtain, walked to his mother's beam, and watched his eyes dry in vain. This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time.
I'm going to Heliang, open the curtains and say goodbye to my mother reluctantly. I am sad and want to cry without tears. On this snowy night, I can't be filial to my mother, but I have to hide Chai Men's tragic death. I can't help sighing: What's the use of adopting a son? I still don't want it.
3. "Arriving home at the end of the year" Qing: Jiang Shiquan loves his son endlessly and is happy when he goes home. Cold clothes are needle and thread, and letters from home are ink stains.
If you encounter pity, you will ask for it. I am ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh.
A mother's love for her son is endless, and the happiest thing is that a wanderer can come home before the Spring Festival. She sewed me a cotton-padded coat with dense stitches, and the handwriting and ink in the book at home were as good as ever.
As soon as I saw my mother, she said with deep affection that I had lost weight and called me to ask me about the hardships of my journey. Mother and son have always been ashamed of you, and can't bear to tell the fatigue and hardship of wandering outside.
4, "Short Songs" Tang Dynasty: Wang was born, fledgling. Going up the mountain late, going down the mountain ill.
Thirty-six thousand dynasties in a hundred years, half a day at night will be better. There are songs and dances, so be sure to be early. Yesterday was better than today.
People see men and women as good, but they don't know that men and women make people old. Short songs, no music.
When people are born, they are just like the rising sun. Growth is always slow, but retrogression and weakness are very rapid.
There are only 36 thousand days in a hundred years, so try to use it as half a day at night. Singing and dancing need to be enjoyed early, because our health will only get worse every day.
Others say that having children is good, but they don't know that having children will make them old early. Travel with short songs, without music.
5, "Simu" Yuan Zaju: I shed tears with Gong Shuang and Lu Hua, and my bald head no longer depends on Chai Fei. Last May, Huang Meiyu Zeng Dian returned to his hometown as a cassock.
Seeing that first frost destroyed the reed flower, I couldn't help shedding sad tears; The white-haired old mother will never come to Chai Men again and look forward to visiting me.
Last May, during the rainy season, there was no electricity at home, so we had to go home in cassock to take care of our mother.
2. There are poems about mother's hands.
1, Wandering Sons
Tang Dynasty: 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?
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The kind mother is holding a needle and thread in her hand, making new clothes for the children who are going on a long trip. Before leaving, he sewed the needle tightly for fear that his son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who said that a weak and filial person can repay the kindness of such a loving mother as Chunhui Puze?
2. "Don't be an old mother"
Qing Dynasty: Huang Jingren
The bow curtain goes to the mother river beam, and the tears are white.
This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time.
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I'm going to He Liang, open the curtain and say goodbye to my mother. I feel sad and want to cry. On this snowy night, I can't be filial to my mother, but I have to hide Chai Men's tragic death. I can't help sighing: What's the use of adopting a son? I still don't want it.
Step 3 get home at the end of the year
Qing Dynasty: Jiang Shiquan
I love my son endlessly, and I'm glad to go home.
Cold clothes are needle and thread, and letters from home are ink stains.
If you encounter pity, you will ask for it.
I am ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh.
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A mother's love for her son is endless, and the happiest thing is that a wanderer can come home before the Spring Festival. She sewed me a cotton-padded coat with dense stitches, and the handwriting and ink in the book at home were as good as ever. As soon as I saw my mother, she said with deep affection that I had lost weight and called me to ask me about the hardships of my journey. Mother and son have always been ashamed of you, and can't bear to tell the fatigue and hardship of wandering outside.
4. "short song"
Tang Dynasty: Wang Jian
When a person is born, he rises at dawn.
Going up the mountain late, going down the mountain ill.
Thirty-six thousand dynasties in a hundred years, half a day at night will be better.
There are songs and dances, so be sure to be early. Yesterday was better than today.
People see men and women as good, but they don't know that men and women make people old.
Short songs, no music.
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When people are born, they are just like the rising sun. Growth is always slow, but retrogression and weakness are very rapid. There are only 36 thousand days in a hundred years, so try to use it as half a day at night. Singing and dancing need to be enjoyed early, because our health will only get worse every day. Others say that having children is good, but they don't know that having children will make them old early. Travel with short songs, without music.
5. Missing Mother
Yuan Dynasty: Gong Yu
Frost flowers and reeds shed tears and wet clothes, and their bald heads have no more to lean on.
Last May, Huang Meiyu Zeng Dian returned to his hometown as a cassock.
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I couldn't help shedding sad tears when I saw first frost destroying the reed flowers. The white-haired old mother will never come to Chai Men again and look forward to visiting me. . Last May, during the rainy season, there was no electricity at home, so we had to go home in cassock to take care of our mother.
3. Sentences describing mother's hands
1. When autumn leaves are flying, she will knit me a sweater with her dexterous hands. These sweaters are more beautiful and warmer than those bought. I think my mother's hands are as warm as sweaters and more dexterous than those of a weaver girl.
2. In the world of hands, there are industrious hands, lazy hands, rich hands and dexterous hands. However, I wrote about my mother's hardworking hands. Her hands are not that big. Long-term labor has made the cocoon skin climb on her fingers, and a layer of light black skin has grown on the back of her hand.
3. Mother's hand is sweet rain and dew, nourishing your dry heart; Mother's hand is a ladder to help you climb and let you stand on the top of the world; Mother's hand is a ruler, always reminding you not to shrink back.
When everything comes back to life, she will play outside with her delicate little hand holding mine. I think my mother's hands are as soft as spring breeze.
My mother's hands are a pair of wings, which send me to the sky of knowledge. Mother's hand is a leaf that takes me to every corner of the motherland. Mom's hand, a car, saved me from danger. Mother's hand, give me infinite love! Ah! Mom's hand!
4. Poems about mother (ten sentences)
Poems praising mother:
A loving mother loves her son and asks nothing in return. Liu An [Korea]
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, nursed me, cared for me and answered me. The Book of Songs
Father is not kind, son is not filial; A brother who is not a friend is disrespectful; If the husband is unfair, the woman will be unhappy. 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
In the eyes of parents, children are often a part of themselves, and children are his ideal chance to start over. Fei Xiaotong
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! Send mom home.
Imagine yourself as a young day, flying high and carrying your mother. At that time, my parents thought that I should know today. Bai Juyi's "Selected Poems of Yan"
The old white-headed mother hid her face and cried bitterly, and her shirt sleeves were torn. Han Yu's Whose Son is Selected
Put mother in the ditch and leave her home in the shade. When I heard about Du Yu in the moonlight, I was always worried about the North and the South. Wang Anshi's Tenth Five-Year Plan
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. Huang Jingren's "Don't be an old mother"
I love my son endlessly, and I'm glad to go home. Cold clothes are needle and thread, and letters from home are ink stains. If you encounter pity, you will ask for it. I am ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh. Jiang Shiquan's Home at the End of the Year
First frost, Lu Hua, tears wet her skirt, bald and helpless. Last May, Huang Meiyu Zeng Dian returned to his hometown as a cassock. Yu Gong's Missing Mother
The river is too wide to sail, so I don't know if it is safe. When I am secretly crying, I am afraid that I will cry even harder! Ni Ruizhen's Mother Memory
5. Poems about Mother
1, Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi's mother's other son
Excerpts from the original text:
Mothers are different from children, and children are different from mothers. During the day, there are no lights and crying.
General Guan, an ancient general title, won a new title last year.
Welcome Luoyang as a flower with a gift of 2 million yuan.
New people welcome old people and abandon them. Lotus in the palm is a thorn in the side.
Explanation:
Mothers are different from children, and children are different from mothers. The sunshine in the daytime seems to have lost its luster because of sadness, and the crying is infinitely miserable.
The family lives in Chang 'an, Kansai, and her husband is a general in a high position. Last year, he was awarded a knighthood for his outstanding military exploits.
I also got a reward of 2 million, so I married a bride as beautiful as flowers and pure as jade in Luoyang.
If the bride is not satisfied when she comes, she will ask her husband to abandon her wife; She is the lotus in his palm, and I am the nail in their eyes.
2. Tang Dynasty: Meng Jiao's "Prodigal Son"
Excerpts from the original text:
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?
Explanation:
The kind mother is holding a needle and thread in her hand, making new clothes for the children who are going on a long trip.
Before leaving, he sewed the needle tightly for fear that his son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.
Who said that a weak and filial person can repay the kindness of such a loving mother as Chunhui Puze?
3. Yuan Dynasty: Wang Mian's "Figure 1 of Xuan Mo"
Excerpts from the original text:
A loving mother leans against the door, but a wanderer cannot walk.
May the sun be sparse and the day be fearful.
Explanation:
A kind mother leaned against the door, expecting her child. It's hard for a wanderer to travel far away!
The support for parents is alienated every day, and the news of children is not reached every day.
4. Tang Dynasty: Li Bai's Twelve Nights of Answering the King.
Excerpts from the original text:
Was it a murderer? Slander three and mother's shock.
Talking to you, holding your hand. What's the honor and disgrace?
Explanation:
How could Zeng Shen be the murderer? However, Sanjin Yi Yan still shocked his mother.
Holding your hand and telling the truth, for me, honor and shame are already outside.
5. Qing Dynasty: Huang Jingren's "Don't be an old mother"
Excerpts from the original text:
The bow curtain goes to the mother river beam, and the tears are white.
This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time.
Explanation:
I'm going to He Liang, open the curtain and say goodbye to my mother. I feel sad and want to cry.
On this snowy night, I can't be filial to my mother, but I have to hide Chai Men's tragic death. I can't help sighing: What's the use of adopting a son? I still don't want it.
6. Poems about Mother
A poem dedicated to mother
On the night of Mother's Day,
I let the flying waves,
Send distant condolences,
Mother's hearty smile,
Laughing at my heart is sweet as honey.
I only remember my mother's young face.
She cultivated in the blue sky and white clouds,
The green waves in the field are covered by vigorous figures.
She plowed beside the roaring carriage,
The focused eyes are so beautiful and serene.
Yes, everyone has their own mother.
Sweet milk,
Full of my young blood,
In the mother's arms,
My happiness grows slowly.
The first time I left my mother,
I saw my mother's tears flowing silently.
Turning my eyes, I suddenly found that,
It turns out that mom is the paradise of that family.
No matter the ends of the earth, no matter spring, summer, autumn and winter,
Mother's concern, in my heart forever,
The warmth of home is always recalled in my heart.
Mother wore a wide apron,
She leaned against the kitchen door and smiled at me.
Watch me eat, watch me happy and sad.
When I fall into this world, my heart is twisted,
It's mother, who let me out of the fog of confusion,
It was my mother who washed away my pain and vicissitudes.
My mother!
When youth is gone,
When wrinkles and white hair overflow your heart,
The only constant is that,
This is your tenacity and strength.
Every time,
In the softest part of the atrium,
Miss you, worry about you,
I like dreaming in quiet nights,
Look at the blooming daisies on your face,
Oh, mom, my dear mom!
Now, you are north of the Yangtze River,
And I, on the south side of the Yangtze River,
The wide river can't stop the shuttle of time and space.
Because your blood is gurgling in my body.
In a vague dream,
Mother fixed it as an oil painting,
In this painting, there are white clouds, blue sky and sunshine.
Mom's smile is like the beautiful Mona Lisa.
That's an eternal smile, that's maternal love.