Chapter One: Tomb-Sweeping Day's Poems of Sacrificing Ancestors 20 17 (1)
Walking in the rainy and muddy mountains,
Come and bow all the way.
Peace, health, love for all ages,
Yin and yang are separated, and they are willing to be the same.
(2)
Trees are lush, looking up at the sky,
Life is like a dream.
The sun and the moon shine diligently,
The ancestral grave is fortunate to be accompanied by Song Qing.
Chapter 2: Tomb-Sweeping Day's ancestor worship poem 20 17,
I remembered my mother's kindness when I arrived at Qingming Festival.
Last night, I dreamed more about my family.
Ask my father about peace?
The dead mother is still haggard,
The chicken cries and tears are particularly wet.
The separation of yin and yang is too hasty,
Pinching fingers is the eighteenth spring.
A loving mother is born in troubled times,
The Japanese invaders were broken and peaceful.
Are six brothers and sisters the oldest?
I lost my kindness at the age of seven.
Living in a brother and sister's house,
Be caught in the middle of grievances.
Private schools can recognize first and last names,
Why can't the family be poor?
Eighteen husbands came to propose,
The matchmaker's words are fixed for life.
Marry a father and a young gentleman,
In-laws and ladies are very warm.
Xiangfu teaches his son to respect the elderly,
Father sings mother makes trouble.
The young couple are rich,
At this time, mom is most comfortable.
He men's two generations of leaflets,
Look forward to a prosperous future.
With children and nine children,
Seven sons and two women are thriving.
The second son died young, which broke his mother's heart.
It is more important to cultivate children with care.
Many children are in a confused mood.
This is especially true when the poor countries were founded.
I have children to feed,
There are in-laws who need filial piety.
Kang stove is busy with housework,
Strive for the work score of the production team.
The field is empty,
Busy female worker.
Sewing, washing and mending,
Stay up late under kerosene lamps.
Feed pigs, raise chickens and get up early,
Subsidize household machines.
Twelve mouths are waiting for food,
Twelve people are waiting to get dressed.
Clever collocation of miscellaneous grains and vegetables,
Holidays have improved.
The windows are clean and tidy,
There are new clothes every year.
Husband and wife have been together for forty years,
Qi Mei's example is less controversial.
Relatives and neighbors live in harmony,
It is a blessing to have the idea to suffer hardships.
Treat in-laws and parents,
Thirty years is like a day.
Set an example and do good deeds,
Fight, scold, scold, whatever.
Family harmony,
Everything depends on mother.
The hard work behind, the disgusting blood,
Who knows who is strong in front of others.
The surplus in the mouth comes from the province in the stomach.
White hair was born early when I was a child.
Heart-blood vomiting and nutritional deficiency,
Back pain, backache and overwork.
Struggle beyond one's power,
Care killed a cat.
I remember in early February of 1977,
Overwork will break down.
People with pale faces are thin,
My legs are weak and I have no desire for food.
It's not easy to have children,
Qi Xin Qi Xin helped save her mother.
Provincial hospitals seek treatment,
Mother is upset and anxious.
Instrument inspection expert consultation,
Intestinal cancer has been obstructed in the late stage.
Abdominal flatulence is blocked,
The pain was unbearable during the attack.
Sweat soaked the shirt and clothes,
Bite your lips and scratch your skin.
Pain, weakness,
Mother is in pain and cries without tears.
The root cause of the disease is difficult to eliminate,
Short circuit surgery to relieve eyebrow burning.
The recovery at the initial stage of the operation was slightly better.
Children are carefully served before going to bed.
The gratitude to the mother needs to be timely.
What about advanced metastasis of cancer?
Once the disease comes back,
Like a tiger eating its mother.
The pain made mother speechless,
Frowning and biting your teeth.
The children began to cry,
Desperate painkillers
Relieve pain, treat symptoms,
There is no cure for the root cause.
Food cannot pass through the stomach,
Can't sleep at night.
Blood in stool, five zang-organs failure.
Cancer pain attack and death once.
Skinny,
Mother didn't recognize her in the past.
Hating children is hopeless,
I wish the child a long life and continue the mother's years.
Ask God why he is unfair,
I can't wait for my mother's orders.
Even underage children.
Why do you want to go back to China when you die?
Brother and father told him:
The child swore to be safe.
Died before he was 60,
I haven't seen my mother since.
Mother has been kind all her life,
Childhood is bumpy and middle-aged is tired.
Finally, because of the children,
It will make children feel guilty.
Mom is at home, she is warm,
Mother left home coldly, and father was very sad.
Filial piety doubles the service to the old father,
The more you get into your eighties, the more comfortable you are.
Children want to raise and not kiss,
Don't wait until you lose your sadness.
Loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and love,
Filial piety is the most practical.
Remember the sages, relax,
The sacrificed mother Xiaowen was soaked with blood and tears.
Advise you to be a nobody,
Empty talk is never too light.
Chapter 3: 20 17 Tomb-Sweeping Day's ancestor worship poems spring breeze blows over the Qinghe River.
Catkin flutters like peach blossoms.
Pedestrians weave traffic,
It rains on a clear day, and the soul is broken.
The human soul wants to forget the sages.
Eat cold food for a day and it will be clean.
The mesons in the Warring States period are still clear,
Later generations are particularly effective and spread through the ages.
Chapter 4: 20 17 Tomb-Sweeping Day's ancestor worship poems (1)
There is a lonely grave in the desert.
Yellow sand is accompanied by wind.
When the children and grandchildren are in Tomb-Sweeping Day,
Put your hands together and be sincere.
(2)
The sky is foggy and dusty,
Accompanied by the cool breeze of mood.
There are more silent complaints than vocal complaints.
A sincere heart comforts the dead.
(3)
Yesterday, I kept smiling.
Today heaven is separated from the world.
Worship and convey a message,
The dead are so peaceful.
(4)
Remember the ancestors and pay homage to the dead.
Devotional heart, worship and bow down.
This world is hard to practice first.
The past is like smoke, searching hard.
A rare thing, a smile.
Today's geometry, the younger generation is pious.
Be sincere and fearful, and be conscientious.
Standing and doing nothing made our ancestors feel ashamed.
Worry is unforgettable, but fear.
A slight flame brings sorrow.
The wind roared and looked at it from a distance.
The dead are like this. Can the living be safe?