Remember my mother's poems.

Recall my mother's poems as follows:

1, "Missing Mother" by Ge Yuan in the Tang Dynasty-The night rain is faint under the Xiaoxiang lamp, and the sound of birds on Qingming Day hurts the soul the most, and one misses with tears.

At night, I rushed home in the rain. In the dim light, birds could be seen everywhere during the Qingming Festival. When I came back from my home thousands of miles away, I couldn't help but burst into tears when I found my mother gone.

2, Yuan Zaju, and Gong's "Thinking of Mother"-Frosted reed flowers and tears wet clothes, bald head does not rely on Chai Fei. Last May, Huang Meiyu Zeng Dian returned to his hometown as a cassock.

Seeing the autumn frost blowing reeds all over the sky, I shed sad tears. The white-haired old mother has passed away, and Chai Men, leaning at the door, will never look forward to and visit me again. I remember last May, during the rainy season, my mother pawned the cassock and bought back the grain.

3. On the Tomb of Cold Food by Yang Wanli in the Song Dynasty-congratulations to Xi! Can this bridge be out of danger? The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, and the broken houses are beside the lonely wheat. The spring breeze is coming again, and all the new buildings are gone. Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried.

The path is really long and thin! Gao Qiao doesn't need to rely on it? The maple leaves in the distant mountains are dim and pale, and the hut by the wheat field looks very lonely. The weeds grew up with the wind overnight, and the path disappeared in just one year. Pear blossoms will bloom after Qingming Festival. I miss you and mom very much this season.