Complete poems about maternal love 1. An ancient poem about maternal love (whole poem)
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
2. What are the poems about maternal love?
1. Thread in the hands of a kind-hearted mother, making clothes for her wayward son. -Meng Jiao's "Wandering Sons/Welcome Mother to Wander"
At this moment before departure, the old mother's stitches were so thin that she was afraid that her son would not come home for a long time and would sew the clothes more firmly.
2. People see men and women as good, but they don't know that men and women make people old. -Wang Jian's "Short Song"
Everyone says it is a good thing to have boys and girls, but they don't know that boys and girls are older.
3. Mourn for my parents and give birth to me. -Anonymous "Guo E"
Pity my parents, it's too hard to raise me! Expressed his pity and regret for his parents.
I love my son endlessly, and I am glad to go home. -Jiang Shiquan's "Arriving Home at the End of the Year"
There is no end to loving your son, and the happiest thing is that the wanderer returns in time.
5. Bow down to the mother river beam and weep in vain. -Huang Jingren's "Don't be an old mother"
Open the curtain, because I want to make a living in He Liang, I can't bear to say goodbye to my old mother. Seeing my white-haired mother, I couldn't help crying, and my tears had dried up.
3. Complete poems about maternal love
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"
And grandma didn't go, and there was no skirt in and out. -Du Fu's Stone Trench
The Queen Mother of the West opened the window on the Yaochi; The voice of bamboo songs is very sad. -Li Shangyin's "Yaochi"
The south wind blows the heart, for whom do you vomit? A loving mother leans against the door, but a wanderer cannot walk. -Wang Mian's "Figure 1 of Xuan Mo"
After 30 days of hard work, mom's skinny chicken is getting fatter and fatter. -Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi shows Liu Chao"
Imagine yourself as a young day, flying high and carrying your mother. -Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi shows Liu Chao"
The bow curtain goes to the mother river beam, and the tears are white. -Huang Jingren's "Don't be an old mother"
Caterpillar is not easy to catch, and the yellow mouth has no heyday. -Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi shows Liu Chao"
At that time, my parents thought that I should know today. -Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi shows Liu Chao"
In the colorful fifteenth year, before trying to be a loving mother. -Meng Haoran's "Send Zhang into Jingzhou"
If you encounter pity, you will ask for it. -Jiang Shiquan's "Arriving Home at the End of the Year"
First frost's Lu Hua tears wet her skirt-Yu Gong's "Thinking of Mother"
4. Poems and songs about maternal love
1, "Farewell to Old Mother" Qing: Huang Jingren hung the curtain on his mother's river beam, worrying about seeing his eyes dry.
This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time. Open the curtain, because I want to go to He Liang to make a living, so I reluctantly bid farewell to my elderly mother. Seeing my white-haired mother, I couldn't help crying, and my tears dried up.
What's the use of adopting a son if you can't be filial to your mother on this snowy night and drive away this miserable and divided Chai Men? I still don't want it. 2. The Prodigal Son Tang Dynasty: The thread in the hand of Meng Jiao, a kind-hearted mother, made clothes for her wayward son'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?
A loving mother makes clothes for her long-distance son with a needle and thread in her hand. Before leaving, he sewed a needle tightly for fear that his son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.
Who can say that a child's filial piety as weak as grass can repay the kindness of such a loving mother as Chunhui Puze? 3, "Kaifeng" pre-Qin: anonymous Kaifeng from the south, blowing its heart. I want to die, and my mother has a reward.
The wind blows from the south, and the wind blows from the other side. God, I have no family.
Did you catch a cold? Under Xun. With seven children, my mother is very hard.
The yellow bird, with its voice. There are seven children, don't comfort your mother.
The fluttering breeze is blowing from the south, blowing the heart of jujube trees. The tree heart is still too delicate, and my mother is really hard.
The wind fluttered, and the wind blew from the south, blowing the dense branches of Zizyphus jujuba. Mother's understanding is virtuous, and I can only repay it if I can't do it.
Cold spring, cold spring and cold spring, the source is there. Even with seven sons, mother is still working hard.
The little yellow bird is singing, and its voice is melodious and beautiful. Even with seven sons, it can't comfort the mother's heart.
4, "Mother Biezi" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi's mother Biezi, son Biemu, crying during the day without light. 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. Mother's son, son's mother, the sunshine in the daytime seems to have lost its luster because of sadness, and there is infinite sadness in crying.
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. It is human nature to like the new and hate the old, and it is not enough to be sad. I will pack my bags and leave helplessly.
But sadly, her husband's family still has two biological children left. One can walk by the bed and the other can sit up.
The sitting child is crying, and the walking child is clutching my clothes. You and your wife are new lovers, but you never let our mother and son meet again.
At this moment, my heart is full of unspeakable sadness. People's fickle feelings are not as good as the black magpie in the forest. Mothers don't leave their chicks, and males always take care of them. This scene is like a peach tree in the backyard. The petals that once covered the greenhouse have fallen with the wind, and the young fruits will still hang on the top of the tree to experience frost, snow and rain.
Newbie, newbie, listen to me. There are countless beautiful women in Luoyang Red Chamber. I hope the general will achieve something in the future and marry a more exquisite bride than you. 5, "Hey" Pre-Qin: I am anonymous, I am Artemisia.
Mourn for my parents and give birth to me. I am a loser, but I am a thief.
Mourn for my parents and give birth to me. It is a pity that the bottle is used up.
It is better to die for a long time than to live with fresh people. What if there is no father? What can I do without my mother? Get a shirt when you go out, and you're exhausted when you go in.
My father gave birth to me and my mother bowed to me. Caress me, feed me, nurture me, nurture me, take care of me, go in and out of my stomach.
The virtue of wanting to repay kindness. Heaven is so chaotic! Nanshan is fierce and the wind is blowing.
I don't care, I'm alone! Nanshan method, drifting with the wind. Everyone is in the valley, I'm not alone! Look, mugwort has grown taller, but it's not mugwort, it's mugwort.
Pity my parents, it's too hard to raise me! Look at the wormwood that snuggles up to each other, but it's not wormwood, it's Wei Pity my parents, it's too tiring to raise me! It is a shame to fill the bottle with water, because the bottom of the bottle is empty.
Living alone is boring. Might as well die early. What can I rely on without my real father? What do you depend on without your own mother? Going out for a walk is sad, and getting started is at a loss.
Dad, you gave birth to me. Mom, you raised me. You protect me, love me, support my growth, nurture me, think that I don't want to leave me, go out and hug me.
I want to repay my parents' kindness, and the disasters in the old society are unpredictable! The height of Nanshan is hard to surpass, and the biting wind is daunting. Everyone has no misfortune. Why am I the only one who was robbed? Nanshan Mountain is too high to cross, and the wind is so biting that it makes people tremble.
No one is unfortunate, and I can't be the only one.
5. Complete poems about maternal love
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 old" has a granddaughter who hasn't left, and the skirt has no end. -Du Fu's "Li Shihao" Grandma Yaochi opens the window and Huang Zhu sings sadly.
-Li Shangyin's "Yaochi" The south wind blows its heart and shakes it for whom to vomit? A loving mother leans against the door, but a wanderer cannot walk. -Wang Mian's "Map of Xuan Mo, Part I" worked hard for 30 days, and my mother became fatter and fatter.
-Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi shows Liu Chao" thought it was a youth day, and when he flew high, he took his mother. -Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi shows Liu Chao" pulls a curtain to worship the mother river beam, and tears dry in vain.
-Huang Jingren's "Don't be an old mother" Caterpillar is not easy to catch, and there is no period of yellow mouth. -Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi Xian Liu Sao" was seen by parents at that time, and should know it today.
-Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi Xian Liu Sao" was in the colorful fifteen years, before trying to be a loving mother. -Meng Haoran's "Send Zhang into Jingzhou Mansion" encountered pity and asked for bitterness.
-Jiang Shiquan's "Getting Home at the End of the Year" Frosted Reed Flowers Wet Clothes-Yugong's "Thinking of Mother".
6. Love poems 15 ancient poems
1, a thread in the hand of a kind-hearted mother, making clothes for her wayward son'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? (Don Meng Jiao: Wandering Sons)
2. When a person is a stranger in a foreign land, he misses his family more often during the festive season. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. (Tang: "Shanju Holiday Thinking of Shandong Brothers")
Every winter solstice, I am accompanied by the shadow in front of the knee-hugging lamp. If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers. (Tang Bai Juyi: "Homesickness on a Winter Night in Handan")
4, the child led the clothes and asked: Why don't you come back? Who is fighting for time to win sideburns? (Don "Going Home")
5, Xian Yi, young and old, left home, the local accent has not changed. Where do children come from when they meet strangers? (Tang He Zhang Zhi: Homecoming Book)
6. Leave the mountain to rest, winter will come, and spring will come. The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. ("Early Tang and Song Wen Zhi: Crossing the Han River")
Under the blue mountain, we wound our way, and my boat and I walked along the green water. Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail. ... the night now gives way to the ocean of the sun, and Jiang Chunren was in the old year. I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. (Don Wang Wan: "The next berth on the North Fort Mountain")
8. Humayi north wind, crossing the south branch of the Bird's Nest. -"Nineteen Ancient Poems Travel and Travel")
9. Being a parent is the best in the world; Being a child is the greatest filial piety in the world. -("aphorisms")
10, I advise you to drink one more glass of wine and go out of Yangguan for no reason. -(Tang Wang Wei's "Cheng Wei Qu")
1 1, there is such bright light at the foot of my bed. Could there be frost already? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. -(Tang Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night)
12, teenagers leave home and return home, and the local accent does not change. -(Homecoming Book by Tang and Zhang Zhi)
13, my mother is one hundred years old and often reads eighty children. -("Song of Filial Piety")
14, parents are highly respected; Give children a good education. -("epigram couplet")
15, where is your hometown? Forget it unless you're drunk. -(Song Qingzhao's Bodhisattva Man)
16, the mother said that the child was lying dry and the mother was asleep and wet. -("Song of Filial Piety")
17, when the master instrument is hung, the tube is bright, and Wusu stays at the static night platform. -("aphorisms")
18, the moon is bright tonight. I wonder who Qiu Si will fall into. -(Don Wang Jian's "Fifteen nights full moon to send Du Langzhong")
19, elegy can be crying, and angelica can be in the distance. -(Han Yuefu folk song "Elegy")
7. Poems about Mother
1, Meng Jiao's Ode to a Wanderer, the thread in the hands of a loving mother, making clothes for the 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?
2. Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi Xiu Liu Chui" was chosen as the Youth Day, when he was carrying his mother. At that time, my parents thought that I should know today.
3, Han Yu's "Whose Son" chooses a bald old mother to cover the door, and her sleeves are broken. 4, Wang Anshi's "Tenth Five-Year Plan" is about to go to the mother ditch, and the home is white.
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 Old Mom" went to worship his mother's river beam, and his tears were in vain.
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" has endless love for his son, and he is happy at 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 "Remembering Father" is broken by Wu Shu. What do you hate about the two places? The dream soul is not afraid of Chang 'an, and has borrowed the wind to ask for daily life several times.
8. Yu Gong's "Thinking of Mother" is wet with frost and tears, and his bald head has no dependence on Chai Fei. Last May, Huang Meiyu Zeng Dian returned to his hometown as a cassock.
9. Ni Ruizhen's "Remembering Mother" is too difficult for me to sail. I don't know if it is near. When I am in the dark, I am afraid I will cry more! 10, Peng Gui's "Little Brother Came to Beijing for the First Time" is very happy, and he has been dyeing his hands and sewing clothes.
1 1, Zhu Ziqing's back 12, M-O-T-H-E-R- Howard Johnson (C. 19 15) M represents thousands of things she gave me, and O only represents her growing old. R stands for her eyes shining with love, R stands for right, and she is always right. Put them together and they spell mother. This word means the whole world to me. Tang Bai Juyi, another mother's mother, had a different mother, crying during the day without light. ..... 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. ..... In the west, I resigned from my mother's grave, and Tang Chen died of illness ... The forest was full of wine and tears, but Ding Ning told me to return early.
Will return to the old mountain and leave Meng Jiao Tang Baorong ... You are kind to your mother, but you are willing to be talented. Silkworm and mulberry can grow, and clothes are always new.
Spit a foot of silk at a meal, who sees this hospitality. Don't go back to farming, set the wheel on fire.
Shoot the fox, because ... a loving mother is afraid to go to the table, so she will protect her chicks in her spare time. I want to be a great teacher. I always lay eggs diligently.
The thread in the hand of a kind-hearted mother, Meng Jiao, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, made 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? Zhang was sent to Jingzhou for the 15th anniversary of Haoran's colorful clothes to show his respect for his beloved mother.
Lian Xiao paid tribute at the age of 20, and Huai Ju went to Qinchuan. ..... Who is Tang Hanyu's son ... A bald old mother hid her face and cried, leaving more than one shirt sleeve.
Send du fu to the Tang dynasty ... the world is in chaos, the canal is small, and the family is poor and the mother is kind. Wu Ye Tang Hao Li Qunyu ... The fourth son is scattered, and the mother voice is still there.
Tang Guanxiu is hard to walk ... Gao Tang's mother's head is like frost, and her heart is full of tears. Yu Zhanghang Tang Libai ... Old mother and son don't want it. It's called Tiancao.
The white horse is surrounded by flags and mourns to climb high. Children's "Winter" three songs ... My mother-in-law waved her hand and shed tears for thousands of miles.
I miss my mother, Tang Yu, Gong Shuang, and Lu Hua's tears are wet, and my bald head has not leaned on Chai Fei. Last May, Huang Meiyu Zeng Dian returned to his hometown as a cassock.
Don't let mother Huang Qing Ren Jing go to Mother Heliang and worry about her tears. This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time.
Modern and contemporary Lu Xun once spent the spring in the long night ... In the dream, he vaguely shed tears for his mother, and the king's flag on the city head changed.