1. Poems about the great mother Lu You
Poems about the great mother Lu You 1. Write an ancient poem by Lu You, a poem about missing the mother.
Lu You There are no poems about her mother left because Lu’s mother broke up Lu You and Tang Wan.
In the 14th year of Shaoxing, Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty, twenty-year-old Lu You married his cousin Tang Wan. The two were childhood sweethearts and treated each other as guests after marriage. However, Tang Wan's talent and Lu You's close relationship. Lu's mother didn't like Tang Wan, and Tang Wan was infertile after marriage. Lu's mother asked Lu You to divorce his wife. Lu You loved Tang Wan and begged Lu's mother several times not to divorce his wife, but Lu's mother refused.
Forced by his mother's fate, Lu You had no choice but to reluctantly separate from Tang Wan. Later, Lu You married another Wang family according to his mother's wishes, and Tang Wan was also forced to marry Zhao Shicheng from the same county according to his father's order. The happy marriage of this young couple was broken up in this way.
Lu You loved Tang Wan all his life, but his mother asked him to divorce his wife. Lu You didn't complain on his lips, but he must have complained in his heart, so he never wrote a lyric for his mother in his life.
2. Verses describing the great mother
Verses praising the great mother
1. I mourn my parents, who worked so hard to give birth to me. ——"The Book of Songs"
2. Everything else in the world is false and empty. Only mother is real, eternal and immortal. ——India
3. In the mouth and heart of the child, the mother is God. ——UK
4. When I grew up, my mother’s black hair was like that on maple leaves, and the frost was dotted with silver light. I kissed the traces of those years deeply and held my hand. My heart is dedicated to you.
5. A thousand loves, a thousand kindnesses, a hundred hardships, but who knows my parents who love me? ——"Baby Talk"
6. Although women are fragile, mothers are strong. ——France
7. The thread is in the hands of a loving mother, and the clothes are on the body of a wanderer. Before leaving, I was afraid of returning late. Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light. ——Meng Jiao of the Tang Dynasty
8. If you don’t have a father, who can you be a parent? If you don’t have a mother, who can you rely on? ——"The Book of Songs"
9. You are a big tree. I rely on you to dream in spring, prosper in summer, mature in autumn, and meditate in winter.
10. Mother is the first parent in the world; maternal love is the first love in the world. ——Zi Yan
3. Verses and ancient poems about maternal love
Verses and ancient poems about maternal love are as follows:
1. "The Poems of Yan Show Liu" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty "Sou"
There are two swallows on the beam, a male and a female. Between two rafters holding mud, four children were born in one nest. The four children have long days and long nights, and they are asking for food diligently. Caterpillars are difficult to catch, and the yellow mouth has no period of satiety.
Although the claws are eager to wear out, the mind is not tired. I have been going back and forth for ten seconds, as if I was afraid of hunger in the nest. After thirty days of hard work, the mother becomes thinner and the chick becomes fatter. He murmured teaching words and brushed his sweaters one by one.
Once its wings are fully fledged, lead them to the branches of the garden. He lifts his wings without looking back and flies in all directions with the wind. The male and female scream in the air, but they never come back. But I went into an empty nest, chirping sadly all night long.
Yan Yan, don’t be sad, you should go back and think about yourself. Si'er is a young child, flying high and carrying his mother on his back. My parents thought about it then, but you should know it today.
2. "A Storm and Rain on October 28th" written by Lu You in the Song Dynasty
The wind was so angry that it wanted to uproot the trees, and the rain was so violent that it wanted to tear down the house. The wind stirred the waves, and the raindrops fell on the axles. If you dare to open the door by leaning on it, you will not be able to draw a candle by blowing on the fire. How could it be that the swollen ditch and stream had already rolled up to the flat land.
Working hard to plant wheat, I hope it will be ripe next year; when you are full, you will be in trouble, but when you are poor, you will be driven away from each other. The neighbor to the south is more memorable, the quilt has not been redeemed in winter; in the Ming Dynasty, the steamer is empty again, and the mother and son are crying in each other's arms.
Lu You's thoughts on the Anti-Japanese War were squeezed out by the establishment, and his life was miserable. However, he firmly believed in himself and did not join in the troubles with the dignitaries of the court. Through this poem, he complained about the disparity between the rich and the poor, and the suffering. The irrational phenomenon of disparate music has a lot to do with Du Fu's legacy of "the wine and meat smell of wine and meat in the rich families, and the bones on the road are frozen to death".
Lu You (1125-1210), with the courtesy name Wu Guan and the nickname Fang Weng. Han nationality, native of Shanyin, Yuezhou (now Shaoxing, Zhejiang), and a famous poet in the Southern Song Dynasty. When he was young, he was influenced by his family's patriotism. During the reign of Emperor Gaozong, he took the examination of the Ministry of Rites and was deposed by Qin Hui. During the reign of Emperor Xiaozong, he was granted a Jinshi background. He entered Shu in middle age and devoted himself to military life. He was appointed to Baozhang Pavilion and was waiting to be appointed. In his later years, he retired to his hometown. There are more than 9,000 poems in existence today, and they are extremely rich in content. He is the author of "Jiannan Poetry Manuscript", "Weinan Collected Works", "Shu of the Southern Tang Dynasty", "Notes of Laoxue'an", etc.
4. Ancient poems about mothers
1. "Wandering Son's Song"
Tang Dynasty: Meng Jiao
The thread in the hands of a loving mother, Wanderer's shirt. Before leaving, I was afraid of returning late. Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light.
Translation:
The loving mother used the needle and thread in her hands to make clothes for her son who was traveling 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 dares to say that children with filial piety as weak as Xiaocao can repay the kindness of Chunhui Puze?
2. "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 children than not to have children at this time.
Translation:
Because I was going to Heliang to make a living, I lifted up the curtains and reluctantly said goodbye to my elderly mother. I couldn’t help crying when I saw the gray-haired old mother. On and on, the tears dried up. 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.
3. "Mother Farewell Son"
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Mother bids farewell to son, son bids farewell to mother, crying bitterly in the day without light. The general of the Kansai Hussars, Xin Ce Xun was defeated last year. The imperial edict granted him two million yuan, and Luoyang welcomed people like flowers. New people are welcomed and old people are abandoned, 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, but it is sad to leave two children in your family. At first, he was helping to walk, and at the same time, he was sitting. When he was sitting, he was crying and holding people's clothes while he was walking.
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 the general will be able to make more contributions and that there will be new people better than you.
Translation:
Mother farewells her son, and her son farewells her mother. The sunshine during the day seems to have lost its luster due to sadness, and the cries are filled with infinite misery. The family lives in Chang'an, Kansai. The husband holds a high position as a general. He made military exploits last year and was awarded a knighthood. He also received a reward of two million yuan, so he married a beautiful bride in Luoyang.
When the bride is not satisfied, she asks her husband to abandon her; she is the lotus in his palm, but I am the thorn in their eyes. It is a common thing in the world to like the new and dislike the old. This is not a tragedy in the first place, so I will pack my bags and leave helplessly. But sadly, there are two biological children left at her husband's house. One is just able to walk while holding on to the edge of the bed, and the other is just able to sit up.
The sitting child cries, and the walking child holds my clothes. You and your wife were happily married, but we, mother and son, were separated for life and death, never to see each other again. At this moment, I feel unspeakable sorrow in my heart. Human beings are not as ruthless as the black magpie in the forest. The mother bird never leaves her chicks, and the male bird always protects them.
This situation is like the peach tree in the back garden. The petals that once covered the flower house have fallen with the wind, and the young fruits will still hang on the branches and experience frost, snow, rain and dew. Newbies, newbies, listen to me, Luoyang has countless beauties in the Red Chamber. I hope the general will accomplish some great feats in the future and marry a bride more beautiful than you.
4. "Mo Xuan Picture No. 1"
Yuan Dynasty: Wang Mian
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 taste is sparse every day, and the sound is blocked every day.
Looking up at the cloud forest, I feel ashamed to hear the wise birds singing.
Translation:
The brilliant day lily flowers grow under the Beitang. The south wind is blowing the day lily, and for whom is it swaying to reveal its fragrance? The kind mother leans against the door and looks forward to her child, but the wanderer on a long journey is so miserable! The care for the parents is becoming 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. "National Style·Bei Feng·Kaifeng"
Pre-Qin: Anonymous
The kaifeng comes from the south and blows the thorny heart. The heart of the thorn is young, and the mother's family is tired. The glorious wind comes from the south and blows the thorny firewood. My mother is holy and kind, and I have no one to ask for.
Is there a cold spring in love? Under the dredging. He has seven children, and his mother works hard. The yellow bird carries its sound. If you have seven children, don’t comfort your mother’s heart.
Translation:
The warm wind blows from the south, blowing on the buds of the jujube trees. The jujube tree buds are tender and strong, and the mother is working hard to raise her children. The gentle breeze comes from the south, and the jujube trees grow into firewood. The mother is sensible and kind, and she does not blame her if her son is not good. The water of the cold spring is cold to the bones, and its source is next to Junyi. The mother raised seven children, and the sons grew up to be tired mothers. The oriole is singing gracefully, sweetly and loudly. A mother who raises seven children should not be comforted.
5. Poems that express the great maternal love
Excellent poems and famous lines that praise the great maternal love, such as "The mother is holy and kind, I have no one else", "The thread in the hands of the loving mother, the clothes on the wandering child" ", "The lights are dim at night, and the hair is white and new in the morning" and so on.
(1) My mother is holy and kind, and I have no one to ask her for. "My mother is holy and good, I have no one to ask for", the words come from "The Book of Songs·Beifeng·Kaifeng". The poem says: The glorious wind comes from the south, blowing the thorny heart. The heart of the thorn is young, and the mother's family is tired. The glorious wind comes from the south and blows the thorny firewood. My mother is holy and kind, and I have no one to ask for. Is there a cold spring in love? Under the dredging. He has seven children, and his mother works hard. The yellow bird carries its sound. If you have seven children, don’t comfort your mother’s heart. This is a poem describing the mother's hard work. In the poem, maternal love is described as the gentle breeze coming from the south, nurturing the child's childhood. Even though there are seven sons, the mother still works very hard, and maternal love is so great. And "My mother is holy and kind, and I have no one to ask her for." That is to say, "My mother is sensible and virtuous. It is difficult for me to repay my mother if I am not good enough."
(2) The thread in the hands of the loving mother, the clothes on the body of the wanderer. "The thread in a loving mother's hand, the clothes on a wanderer's body" comes from Meng Jiao's "The Wandering Son's Song". The poem says: The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the body of a wanderer. Before leaving, I was afraid of returning late. Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light. This is an ode to maternal love that has been passed down through the ages. The poem eulogizes the great human beauty and maternal love in a cordial and sincere manner.
"The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the body of a wandering child", the people written are mother and son, and the objects written are thread and clothes, but it highlights the flesh-and-blood feelings of mother and child relying on each other. "Before departure, I am afraid of returning late" focuses on the actions and mood of the loving mother, showing the mother's deep love for her son. Although there are no words or tears, it is full of pure love, gripping and making people cry. "Who says that the heart of an inch of grass can repay three rays of spring" is the sublimation of the whole poem. It uses popular image metaphors to express the fiery feelings of a child. How can we repay maternal love like spring and children like grass?
(3) The lights are dim at night, and the hair is white and new in the morning. "The lights are dark when I work alone at night, and my hair is white and new in the morning." This comes from the Qing Dynasty poet Shen Shouhong's "Remembering the Mother". The poem says: Poverty is a Confucian matter, and it is difficult to be an old relative. I pity the negative rice guest from afar, and I have been a native of Yilü for a long time. The lights are dim at night, and my hair is white and new in the morning. There is no benefit in giving birth to a boy, it is just tiring and difficult. The poem describes an elderly mother who is concerned about her son's hardships and often stands leaning against the door, eagerly waiting for her son's arrival. Although my mother is old and her hair is graying every day, she still works hard for her children and grandchildren "at night, alone and in the dark." The troubled old relatives and the selfless mother are really touching.
6. Poems about "Mother's Love is Great and Selfless"
1. A loving mother relies on her love at the door, but a wandering child suffers on the road. ——"Mo Xuan Tu·Part 1" Yuan Dynasty: Wang Mian
Translation: The kind mother leans on the door and looks forward to her child, but the wanderer who travels far away is so miserable!
2. Is there a cold spring in love? Under the dredging. He has seven children, and his mother works hard. ——"Kaifeng" Pre-Qin: Anonymous
Translation: The water of the cold spring is cold to the bones, and its source is next to Junyi. The mother raised seven children, and the sons grew up to be tired mothers.
3. The mother should be kind and caring, so that you will not accept the mercy. ——"Ciwu's Night Cry" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Translation: It must be your mother's deep kindness that you can't bear!
4. The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the body of a wanderer. - Meng Jiao of the Tang Dynasty, "Yin of the Wandering Son/Welcome to the Mother"
Translation: A loving mother uses the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her son who is traveling far away.
5. My love for my son is endless, and I will be happy to return home. ——Chiang Shiquan of the Qing Dynasty, "Returning Home at the End of the Year"
Translation: The love for children is endless, and the happiest thing is the timely return of a wanderer.
6. I feel sorry for my parents, who made me exhausted. ——Anonymous "Polygonium" from the Pre-Qin Dynasty
Translation: Poor my father and mother, raising me is too tiring!
7. Pulling up the curtains and worshiping the mother river, I will worry about it and see the tears dry up in my eyes. ——Huang Jingren of the Qing Dynasty, "Farewell to My Mother"
Translation: Because I was going to Heliang to make a living, I raised the curtains and reluctantly wanted to say goodbye to my elderly mother. I couldn't help but see the gray-haired old mother. The tears continued, and the tears dried up.
8. Whoever says nothing will be rewarded with three rays of spring. ——Meng Jiao of the Tang Dynasty, "Yin of the Wandering Son/Welcome to the Mother"
Translation: Who dares to say that children with filial piety as weak as Xiaocao can repay the kindness of a loving mother like Chunhui Puze?
9. When we meet, we pity the thin ones and call them to ask about their hardships. ——Chiang Shiquan of the Qing Dynasty, "Arriving Home at the End of the Year"
Translation: My mother felt distressed when her son lost weight, and called me to inquire about the hardships of the journey.
10. When I arrived, my parents knew that they were going to be separated from each other, so they wore heavy clothes as if they were going to die. ——"Crossing the Liao River" by Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty
Translation: When we went on the expedition, my parents already knew that it would be difficult to get together again in this life, so they asked me to put on my clothes again, as if they were mourning me before I died.
7. Poems about mother include, about mother
1. The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the body of a wanderer. Before leaving, I was afraid of returning late. ——"The Wandering Son" by Meng Jiao of the Tang Dynasty
The poet often traveled far and wide on business. He used the most ordinary scene to describe the greatness of his mother, which can arouse excitement and shock to the vast majority of readers. Effect.
2. Frost kills the reed flowers and wets clothes with tears, and the old man no longer leans on the firewood leaf. During the yellow plum rain last May, Zeng Dian returned home from shopping for rice. ——Song Dynasty Yu Gong's "Thinking of Mother"
This is a poem written by a monk in memory of his mother. The general meaning is that the mother left in the winter, and there was no one waiting at the door waiting for her son to return. I think about last year. During the rainy season in May, I used my meager income to buy some rice for my old mother.
3. People think that men and women are good at birth, but they don’t know that men and women make people grow old. ——Wang Jian's "Dan Ge Xing"
Everyone says that having boys and girls is a good thing, but they don't know that boys and girls make people age more.
4. Poor my father and mother, it was so hard to raise me! Expressing pity and condolences for parents.
5. My love for my son is endless, and I will be happy to return home. ——Jiang Shiquan, "Returning Home at the End of the Year"
The love for children is endless, and the happiest thing is that the wanderer returns in time.
6. Pulling up the curtains and worshiping the mother river, I will worry about it and see the tears dry up in my eyes. ——Huang Jingren's "Farewell to My Mother"
I lifted up the curtains. Because I was going to Heliang to make a living, I reluctantly wanted to say goodbye to my elderly mother. When I saw the gray-haired old mother, I couldn't help but burst into tears. The tears have dried up.
8. Poems praising the mother's greatness
Maternal love is the mother's care and love for her children. Maternal love is often described as the mother's kindness to her children. It is selfless, great, and also a literary copy. Learn common themes in works.
1. The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the body of a wanderer. ____Meng Jiao's "Yin of the Wandering Son/The First Work of Welcome to the Mother"
2. People think that men and women are good at birth, but they don't know that men and women make people grow old. ____Wang Jian's "Dan Ge Xing"
3. I feel sorry for my parents, who gave me a hard time. ____Anonymous "Polygonum"
4. Pulling up the curtains and worshiping the mother river Liang, I will worry in vain as my eyes dry up with tears. ____ "Farewell Old Mother" by Huang Jingren
5. My love for my son is endless, and I will be happy to return home. ____Jiang Shiquan's "Returning Home at the End of the Year"
6. Whoever speaks of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring. ____Meng Jiao's "Wandering Son's Song/Welcoming Mother"
7. My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed to me. ____Anonymous "Polygonium"
8. The love of a loving mother leaning on the door makes the wanderer suffer on the road. ____Wang Mian's "Mo Xuan Picture No. 1"
9. When I met, I felt pity for the thin man, and I called him to ask about his hardships. ____Jiang Shiquan's "Returning Home at the End of the Year"
10. The frost wiped out the tears of the reed flowers, and the clothes were wet, and the white heads no longer leaned on the firewood leaf. ____Yu Gong's "Thinking of Mother"
11. When I arrived, my parents knew that they were separated from each other, so they put on their clothes as if they were going to die. ____Wang Jian's "Crossing the Liao River"
12. Males and females scream in the air, but they never return after their voices are exhausted. ____Bai Juyi's "Poetry of Yan to Liu Sou"
13. "No matter what reputation, status, happiness, or honor in the world, nothing can compare to staying by your mother's side, even if she doesn't say a word." If you don’t know, you can eat red ones all day long (note: referring to sorghum pancakes). ——Ji Xianlin
14. There is one of the most beautiful sounds in the world, and that is the call of mother.
——Dante