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?
2. Selected poems of Bai Juyi's Yan Shi Liu Sao.
Imagine yourself as a young day, flying high and carrying your mother.
At that time, my parents thought that I should know today.
3. Han Yu's Whose Son
The old white-headed mother hid her face and cried bitterly, and her shirt sleeves were torn.
4. Wang Anshi's Tenth Five-Year Plan
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.
5. Huang Jingren's "Don't be an old mother"
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.
6. Jiang Shiquan's "Arriving Home at the End of the Year"
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.
7. Song Lingyun's father's memory
Wu's book is broken. What do you hate everywhere?
The dream soul is not afraid of Chang 'an, and has borrowed the wind to ask for daily life several times.
8, Yu Gong "Mu Si"
First frost, Lu Hua, tears wet her skirt, bald and helpless.
Last May, Huang Meiyu Zeng Dian returned to his hometown as a cassock.
9. Ni Ruizhen's mother memory
The river is too wide to sail, so I don't know if it is safe.
When I am in the dark, I am afraid I will cry more!
Please adopt it.
2. There are two modern poems about maternal love, 1 and the paper boat.
-Send it to mom.
backbone
I never refuse to throw away a piece of paper,
Save it forever.-Save it,
Folding into a very small boat,
Throw it into the sea from the boat.
Some were blown into the window of the ship by the wind,
Some are wet by the waves and stick to the bow.
I still fold every day and never give up.
I always hope that a place can only flow where I want it to go.
Mom,
If you see a white boat in your dream,
Don't be surprised that it dreams for no reason.
This was folded by your beloved daughter in tears.
Wanshui Qian Shan,
Ask it to bring her love and sadness home.
2. Poems for Mother
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Mom, for a long time
I just want to write a poem for you.
But I wrote it many times.
I haven't written it yet
Mom, I wrote this poem for you.
I don't know how to start.
I don't know how to end it.
I don't know what to write.
It's like slapping you hard when you were a child.
I don't know whether to accept it bravely.
Or should I choose to escape?
Mom, I thought of you again tonight.
I decided to write a poem for you.
Even if it's not well written
Even if you are far from home.
Never read ...
Mom,
If you see a white boat in your dream,
Don't be surprised that he dreams for no reason.
This was folded by your beloved daughter in tears.
Wanshui Qian Shan,
Begging him to bring her love and sadness home.
3. Mother
Shu Ting
Your pale fingertips touch my temple.
I can't help acting like a child.
Hold on to your skirt
Ah, mom.
In order to keep your fading figure
Although the morning light has cut the dream into smoke.
I still dare not open my eyes for a long time.
I still cherish that bright red scarf.
Afraid that cleaning will make it
Lose your unique warmth
Ah, mom.
Isn't the running water of the years just as ruthless?
I'm afraid the memory will fade, too.
How dare I open its screen easily?
I cried to you for a thorn.
Now I'm wearing a Jing Guan, and I dare not.
I dare not moan.
Ah, mom.
I often look up at your photos sadly.
Even if the call can penetrate the loess
How dare I disturb your sleep?
I dare not show the sacrifice of love like this.
Although I have written many songs.
For flowers, for the sea, for the dawn.
Ah, mom.
My sweet, soft and deep memory.
Not a torrent, not a waterfall.
It's a dry well, and it can't sing under the shade of flowers and trees.
3. What are the (short) ancient poems praising maternal love?
To worship the mother river beam,
Worry, watch.
On the tragic snowstorm night in Chai Men,
It is better to have children than nothing at this time.
Dry old clothes.
The robe is still there and the collar is still warm.
I can't bear to take it lightly when sewing again, and there are old thread marks of loving mothers on it.
Send mom home.
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!
1. I love them. How can I get to know my parents? Children's language
The bald old mother hid her face and cried, and her shirt sleeves were broken. Han Yu
3. The thread in the hand of a kind-hearted mother makes clothes for her wayward 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
4. The baby is heavy in October, and the three students are rewarded lightly. 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
6. The mother is bitter and the mother is uneasy. Song of exhorting filial piety
7. My mother is one hundred years old and often reads until she is eighty. Song of exhorting filial piety
8. 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
9. The prodigal son respects his loving mother and doesn't feel cold. Song of exhorting filial piety
10. When the mother instrument hangs down, the pipe will be bright and the Wusu Night Station will be silent. Motto collection
1 1. In the eyes of parents, children are often a part of themselves, and children are his ideal chance to start over.
12. Mourn my parents and give birth to me. The Book of Songs
13. What's the point without mom and dad? The Book of Songs
14. The only unpolluted love in the world is maternal love. Strict words
15. When you succeed, everyone is a friend. But only mother-she is the partner of failure. zheng zhenduo
the song of the homeless
The midline of the loving mother's hand,
You get dressed.
Tight seam,
I'm afraid I will be late.
Who is careless,
Make three spring scenery.
4. Ancient poems about maternal love, mourning my parents and giving birth to me. The Book of Songs has neither father nor mother. The thread in the hands of a proud mother sewed clothes carefully for her wayward son. She repaired it thoroughly, fearing that it would delay his coming home, but how much love made the grass in the Book of Songs win the spring glow three times. [Tang] Meng Jiao loves everything, but he doesn't know who his parents are. Children's stories are heavy in October and light in three generations. Persuade Xiao Ge is a one-foot-three baby who earned ten years and eight years. The mother of "Song of Persuading Filial Piety" said that the son is dry and the mother is wet. Advise Xiao Ge's mother to disappear, and the child's mother is uneasy. The mother who advised Xiao Ge was a hundred years old and often read eighty children. The song of advising filial piety respects the former.
5. The ancient poems describing maternal love must be ancient poems, not poems remembering mother.
Dynasty: Song Dynasty | Author: Yugong
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.
To annotate ...
(1) Frosted reed flowers: Frosted reed flowers are destroyed. Lu Hua: The Classic of Historical Records? Biography of Zhong Ni's disciples. Shi Minzi, a disciple of Confucius, passed down the family line and was abused by his stepmother when he was young. In winter, the stepmother stuffed the reed flowers into the cloth for the children to wear. Make a cotton coat for your own son. Zi Qian's father learned that he wanted to leave. Zi Qian knelt down and begged to keep his mother, saying, "Mother is in one child, and mother is cold in four children." Father is the only one. The stepmother regretted it and took all the scholars as one. Later generations turned to reed flowers to refer to maternal love. No reply: nothing. Leaning on Chai Fei: refers to the mother leaning on the door to see her son.
② Huang Meiyu: It rains when plums are ripe, and it falls in April and May in the lunar calendar. Huangmei is called plum, which is yellow when it is ripe, so it is called plum. Code name: pawn, mortgage. Dí: Buy grain.
Distinguish and appreciate
Soon after he became a monk with Gong, his father became acquainted, leaving his mother alone. Although Gonggong is a monk, he can't have negative kindness. Although I live a poor and indifferent life, I always help my mother. Now that my mother is gone, the rest are full of homesickness. There are no flowery words in this poem, but very ordinary words are used to describe the very ordinary past. But what is revealed in the poem is a pure heart, and the feelings of children's admiration are deeply moved and lamented.
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Dynasty: Tang Dynasty | Author: 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 in the evening is 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.
To annotate ...
Centennial: refers to the centenary of life. "Book of Rites Qu Lishang": "A hundred years." Chen Geng said: "Life is a hundred years, so it is a period." Han Xugan's On Premature Birth: "Yan Yuan has been a man for a hundred years. Now I would rather know his name again?" Wei Youshi of the Three Kingdoms wrote a poem "Giving a Brother a Scholar to Join the Army": "Long life, long life. What is the life of the cloud in a hundred years? " Song Chen Liang's "Sacrifice to the Forest": "Hu is not a hundred years, this is a big number!" Story of the Three Towers of West Lake in Qingping Mountain Hall: "Xuanzan followed his uncle and became a monk with his mother for a hundred years."
Strong half: more than half; Over half. There is a line in Yang Di's poem "Remembering Han Jun 'e": "You should know that Pan Yue's temple is solid and semi-affectionate. "Song Fan Chengda's Three Exquisites of Peony Planting by Church Secretaries in Tang Yulin (Part II):" How many times do you see flowers when you are 100 years old? Qing Nalanxingde's "Huanxisha" said: "Wan Lisha in Yinshan, Wan Li, who knows how to frost green enamel has been strong for half a year. "
Must: must, should.
Urge: to accelerate the emergence, development and change of things.
None: no, as opposed to "yes"; number
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6. Ask for a poem about maternal love and give it to my mother in a short time.
"Mother Biezi" Don Bai Juyi
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.
It's not sad to welcome the new and abandon the old, it's sad to leave two children at home. At first, I walked with my hands. At first, I sat and cried and grabbed people's clothes.
With your new beauty, my mother and son will be separated. It is best to have a crow and a magpie in the forest, and the mother will not lose the young males and females.
It should be like a peach and plum tree in the garden, with flowers falling on the branches with the wind. Newlyweds, newlyweds, listen to me, Luoyang infinite red chamber girl.
I hope the general will make contributions and there will be more new people who are better than you.
The Wandering Son, Tang 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?
Who is Tang Hanyu's son?
Who is not crazy, who is not crazy, who will go to the palace to call the Taoist priest? The old white-headed mother hid her face and cried bitterly, and her shirt sleeves were torn.
Cui Mei's bride, twenty years old, sent her home and cried all over the city. Or Yun wants to learn to fight, Mu Biqiang.
It's also vulgar and ordinary, risking your position. Although there are legends about immortals, everyone who knows them knows their falsehood.
Sages can be bullied, but how can they die of poverty? Alas, Yu Xincheng is my brother, and I am willing to teach in the end.
It's never too late to punish a hundred strategies. Whose relatives and friends can pity me and write my poems as gifts?
"Short Song" Tang
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.
Tang Zhangwei's Answer to the Old People in Daibei County
The old man with a negative salary went to Zhou Bei. He looked at Wang Bei's hometown. He said that the old man had three sons, all of whom had died in Huangsha.
Now that the child has just grown up, he will confess next year. Knowing this, we will fall apart and cannot live and die together.
Borrow a farm house from Wu next door, and then go to the countryside alone. It's even harder to have more children.
Recently, it is said that the Emperor advocates martial arts and vegetables, and Qiang Bing wants to be quiet. Ensuring border security is a long-term policy, so there is no need to expel China people.
Except at night, Don.
The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad. Tonight, my hometown is full of thoughts, and the Ming Dynasty is worried for another year.
Wang Anshi in Song Dynasty in the Tenth Five-Year Plan
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.
"Motherly Love" Yuan Yang Weizhen
A loving mother loves her young, and Zhao is the Crown Prince. The dragon and tiger are different every day, and the dog looks forward to the eagle.
If there is no six-foot lonely soul under the knee, a Zhao may not be born. At night, the ghost lights are blurred, and the snow leaks more than four drums.
A hundred officials don't hold Dong Hu's pen, so why do widowed wives shout? What's more, Han Wangjin stabbed a silver axe in front of the bed, which was a disaster.
Wang Yuan noodles in Xuan Mo Map
Brilliant day lily flowers, Luosheng North Hall. The south wind blows the heart, for whom do you vomit?
A loving mother leans against the door, but a wanderer cannot walk. May the sun be sparse and the day be fearful.
Looking up at Yunlin, I am ashamed to listen to birds.
Don't be old, Huang Qing Nakazawa.
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.
Get home at the end of the year Qingjiang 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.