A loving mother loves Bai Zi, not in return. Liu An [Korea]
In October, the baby is heavy and the reward is light. Du Fu's Song of Persuading Filial Piety
One-foot-three baby, ten years and eight years' work. Song of exhorting filial piety
The mother said that the child was lying dry and the mother was asleep and wet. Wisdom "Song of Persuading Filial Piety"
The mother is bitter and does not see the child, and the child is uneasy. Song of exhorting filial piety
My mother is one hundred years old and often reads eighty children. Song of exhorting filial piety
With a loving mother, the prodigal son does not feel cold. Song of exhorting filial piety
Love is a thousand things, it hurts me. Who knows their parents? Children's language
The old white-headed mother hid her face and cried bitterly, and her shirt sleeves were torn. Han Yu
When the mother instrument hangs down, it is bright and the night platform is silent. Motto collection
A loving mother loves her son and asks nothing in return. Liu quanan
2. A poem about a mother bringing her children home at the end of the year (Qing Dynasty) Jiang Shiquan's love for her son is endless, and she is happy when she comes 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 complain about the dust. Mother Wang Anshi (Song Dynasty) put her mother in the ditch and left her home in the shade.
When I heard about Du Yu in the moonlight, I was always worried about the North and the South. Whose son Author: Han Yu is not a madman whose son entered the palace and was called a 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?
3. What are the poems about "Mother's Grace"? 1, "Guo e"
Pre-Qin Dynasty: Anonymous
It's me, Polygonum hydropiper. Artemisia argyi is a bandit. 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.
My father gave birth to me and my mother bowed to me. Caress me, feed me, grow me, raise me.
Take care of me, answer me, get in and out of my abdomen. The virtue of wanting to repay kindness. Heaven is so chaotic!
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!
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!
2. Huainanzi
H: Liu An
A loving father loves his son and asks nothing in return.
A loving mother loves her children, not letting them repay her.
3. Advise filial piety songs
Qing: Xu Xi
In October, the baby is heavy and the reward is light.
Mother's kindness to be pregnant in October is too heavy, even if it is repaid with three lives, it feels too light.
4. "Enlarge the sages"
Ming: Anonymous
Sheep have the grace of kneeling and nursing, and crows have the meaning of feeding back.
Lambs are grateful to kneel down to receive breast milk, crows are kind enough to feed their mothers, and children should know how to be filial to their parents.
5. The Wandering Son
Don: 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.
But how much love an inch of grass has is three times!
The kind mother is holding a needle and thread in her hand, making new clothes for the children who are going on a long trip. Before leaving, he sewed the needle tightly for fear that his son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who said that a weak and filial person can repay the kindness of such a loving mother as Chunhui Puze?
4. Poems describing the grace of mother's upbringing: ten gratitude poems
Do your best until you die. (Zhuge Liang's "Model")
Crows have the intention of feeding back, and sheep know the grace of kneeling and nursing.
A drop of grace will be rewarded by a spring.
Grass can't repay the kindness of warm sun.
Bees suck honey from flowers and thank campers when they leave. The grandiose butterfly thinks that flowers should thank him. Tagore
People help me and don't forget; I help people, remember. -Hua
Every favor has a barb, which will hook the mouth that devours it, and the benefactor can drag it wherever he wants-Don.
Ingratitude is worse than lying, vanity, rap, drunkenness or other evils that exist in the hearts of vulnerable people-English proverb
Mean people are always ungrateful: ingratitude is part of meanness-Hugo
An ungrateful person is hopeless if he is in trouble-Greek proverb
If a person suffers great compassion and then turns against his benefactor, he must take care of his own dignity and be more vicious than an irrelevant stranger. He must prove the guilt of the other party to explain his ruthlessness-Thackeray.
Gratitude is the smallest virtue, and ingratitude is the worst evil-English proverb
Ignorant people want to do good, but the result is not light; The little magpie plucked her mother's feathers and thought it was a reward for her mother's kindness-Tibetan proverb
Thanks to parents, water can't drown and fire can't be put out-Soviet proverb
Father's kindness is higher than the mountain, and mother's kindness is deeper than the sea-Japanese proverb
Knowing parents' kindness, holding children and grandchildren-Japanese proverb
Raising a child knows her mother's hard work, and raising a woman knows how to thank her-Japanese proverb
I didn't know my mother since I was a child, but I didn't know how to repay her until I brought up her children-Japanese proverb
I don't know how expensive rice is if I don't take charge; If you don't raise children, you don't know how to repay them-China proverb
My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed to me, teased me, nurtured me, nurtured me, cared about me, answered me, went in and out of my stomach, and wanted to repay my virtue.
Bite the ring and make grass, and repay kindness with kindness.
Unexpectedly, the silhouette of the lonely lamp at night is Xiao, and the child is like a dumpling, and the child is soaring.
You suddenly have frosty temples, skirts in spring and eyebrows in autumn.
In 32 years, heavy rain poured down, the sound of rain disappeared, and thoughts flooded.
I miss my loving mother's hard half life, kneel down to nurse the lamb and repay the present.
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Thanksgiving poem
When the white clouds float away
Who will stop wandering?
The dream of the sea beating the viola.
Mermaid smiles in heaven
The color of ancient wedding champagne
Through poppies
Her singing voice
should i stay or should i go？
Never give up hope
Christmas of elk in snowy forest
The beautiful princess fell asleep.
In the legendary night sky
Countless pearls and delicious food have not been picked.
The lair of time
The light of angel's flying wings
Through the gardens of Babylon
God is a woman.
Her incarnation is not the sun god.
Charming daughter
The valley of the desert Gobi
More luxurious than a palace.
Rivers are the mother of living things.
Holy waves make everything eternal.
Colorful flowers are rain.
Beautiful women who lit up ancient Egypt
When the white clouds float away
I have to go back.
The dream of the sea beating the viola.
Mermaid smiles in heaven
The color of champagne at the prince's wedding
Through poppies
Her singing voice
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?
Confucius said: Parents are here, so don't travel far.
Grace wants to repay kindness, resentment wants to forget; Short complaints are long rewards.
Mom and Dad
thank you
Brought me here.
Beautiful world
thank you
Gave me free air.
bright sunshine
thank you
Teaching earnestly
Sincere entrustment
I have grown up.
And you're old
Grateful to the humble grass
Did you repay the kindness of generous Sun?
I will give you a sincere filial piety.
I wish you health forever.
5. Poem 1 Express the mother's love for her children, mutter to herself, and brush sweaters one by one.
From Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi Xiu Liu Sao" in Tang Dynasty
There is Shuang Yan on the beam, a male and a female. Between two rafters, a nest gave birth to Si Er.
Si Er is a long day and night, and the voice of asking for food is diligent. Caterpillar is not easy to catch, and the yellow mouth has no heyday.
Paws are eager for us, but they are not tired. For a moment, I was afraid of hunger in my nest.
After 30 days of hard work, mom's skinny chicken is getting fatter and fatter. Muttering, brushing sweaters one by one.
Once the wings are formed, lead them to the branch of the court. Raise your wings and fly in the wind without looking back.
Men and women sing in the air, but their voices don't return. But to enter the empty nest and sing all night.
Yan Yan, don't be sad, but think about yourself. Imagine yourself as a young day, flying high and carrying your mother.
At that time, my parents thought that I should know today.
Explanation:
A Shuang Yanzi, a male and a female are dancing on the roof. Mud nest in the middle of the rafters, a nest gave birth to four little swallows. Four milk swallows grow day and night, and the crying of begging can't stop. Caterpillar is not easy to catch, Xiaoyan seems to have never had enough to eat. Shuang Yan grabbed it with his paws, held it in his mouth, and worked tirelessly with all his strength. After a while, I turned back and forth ten times, afraid of starving Xiaoyan in the nest.
After thirty days of hard work, I lost my mother swallow and fattened Xiaoyan. Muttered and kept teaching Xiaoyan pronunciation, combing one by one. Xiaoyan, once full of feathers, was led to the branches of the courtyard without looking back and fluttered around with the wind. Shuang Yan, male and female, shouted in the air, screaming at the top of his lungs, but couldn't get it back. I had to go back to the empty nest and cry all night!
Old Yan, don't lament, you should think back to the past: think about when you were a milk swallow, you flew away, how much your parents missed when you abandoned them, and you will experience it today!
2, in case of pity, self-seeking.
From Jiang Shiquan's Arriving Home at the End of the Year in Qing Dynasty.
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.
Explanation:
There is no end to loving your son, and the happiest thing is that the wanderer returns in time. The stitches for sewing the cold clothes are dense, and the handwriting and ink on the family letter are as new as new. Seeing that my son has lost weight, my mother felt distressed and called me to ask about the difficulty of the journey. Mom, my son has always been ashamed of you. He won't have the heart to tell the story of his wandering.
3, a loving mother leans on the door, and a wanderer is difficult.
From Wang Mian's "Figure 1 of Xuan Mo" in Yuan Dynasty.
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.
Explanation:
Brilliant daylily was born under the North Hall. The south wind blows the day lily, swaying for whom to confide fragrance? A kind mother leaned against the door, expecting her child. It's hard for a wanderer to travel far away! The support for parents is alienated every day, and the news of children is not reached every day. Looking up at a cloud forest, I am ashamed to hear the sound of the birds, and I still miss it.
4, bow down to the mother river beam, tears flow.
From Huang Jingren's Bienvmu in Qing Dynasty.
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.
Explanation:
I'm going to He Liang, open the curtain and say goodbye to my mother. I feel sad and want to cry. On this snowy night, I can't be filial to my mother, but I have to hide Chai Men's tragic death. I can't help sighing: What's the use of adopting a son? I still don't want it.
5, the heart of the spine, the hard work of the mother.
Guo Feng, Li Feng and Kai Feng: Anonymous in Pre-Qin Period
The wind blew from the south, blowing his spine. 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.
Is there any cold in the spring? 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.
Explanation:
The breeze is blowing from the south, blowing on the buds of jujube trees. Jujube trees are tender and strong, and mothers are busy raising children. The south wind is warm, and jujube trees grow into firewood. The mother is reasonable and kind, and she doesn't blame her if her son is not good. Cold spring water is cool, and the source is next to Junyi. The mother raised seven children, and the son grew into a tired mother. The yellowbird is singing euphemistically. It's so beautiful and noisy. It is difficult to comfort a mother who has raised seven children.
6. What are the poems about mothers caring for their children? 1, The Wandering Sons
The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son. She sewed it carefully, mended it thoroughly,
Afraid that the delay would make him come home late. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?
2, "Don't be an old mother" Huang Qing Zhongze
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.
3. Wang Anshi of 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.
4. "Arriving 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.
5, "Mother Biezi" Tang 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.
6, "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.
7, "Xuan Mo Map" Wang Yuan noodles
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.
8. "Whose Son" Tang Hanyu
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?
9, "Short Songs" 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.
10, Tang's answer to the elderly in Daibei House
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.
1 1, "night shift" Tang
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.
12, Tang Tu of Buxu
A mother failed to teach, and three yuan was sent to the kettle.
Shao Yunyun vulgar stop Yao color, Luan River low flying brush treasure furnace.
13, Tang Meng Haoran, send Zhang Shen to Mingjing and Jingzhou.
In the colorful fifteenth year, before trying to be a loving mother. Lian Xiao paid tribute at the age of 20, and Huai Ju went to Qinchuan.
Four tweets, Zhong. Don't row on the river, who doesn't look to the gods.