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, "Don't be an old mother" Zhong went to worship the mother river beam, worried about tears. This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time.
3. Wang Song Anshi put her mother in the ditch and her family in the shade during the Tenth Five-Year Plan. 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 loves his son endlessly and is happy to return to his hometown. 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 Baijuyi's mother Biezi, son Biemu, crying during the day without lights. 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 loves her chicks, and Zhao is the Crown Prince.
The dragon and tiger are different every day, and the dog looks forward to the eagle. There is no six-foot orphan under the knee, and a Zhao is not born in May.
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 Mian colorful daylily flowers, Luosheng Beitang. 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 was neither crazy nor crazy. He went to the palace to call a Taoist priest. The old white-headed mother hid her face and cried, and her shirt and sleeves were broken.
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" is the day when Tang was born and came out. 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, "Answer to the Old Man in Zhou Bei" Zhang Tang said that the old man with negative salary went to Zhou Bei, and Wangbei Township was worried about his life. 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" Don Hotel has no sleep on a cold night, and the guest's heart turns to sorrow. Tonight, my hometown is full of thoughts, and the Ming Dynasty is worried for another year.
Don't let Huang Jingren, the old mother, go to the mother river beam, for fear that her tears are meaningless. This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time.
When I left my mother's grave in the west, Chen went to the top of the mountain to get sick, and the sun was dim, leaving the birds alone at dusk. The forest was empty, but Ding Ning told me to go home early.
Feng/butterfly lovers Liao Xingzhi's mother is kind and long-lived. Blessing your family is really rare in recent days.
Sister Qiu is over 69 this year. Corning can inherit my loving mother.
I hope to be kind and generous. I wish you and your mother long life.
How many women am I? Huatang chitose longevity wine.
Xie Jia was filled with silk jackets, and Huang Tingjian sent fragrant light-colored clothes, and spring scenery entered the book curtain. When I got home, my loving mother asked me in surprise, saying that the prince and grandson had taken off their presents.
At first, I looked at another forest in Hu Aishan, Huang Tingjian's snow hat and Yan Zi's oriole. It was already late summer. The three cauldrons are exhausted by the ancients, and the loving mother looks forward to returning to her heart in one year.
How can I rest when I am working hard? I can't help but see the power of mountains. I want to see the sunset on three paths, and I will scream and scream.
Sending Zhang Zhongmou and Huang Tingjian is good for Zhang Gongzi, but clear autumn should be bitter. Wear the motherly thread, no money for travelers.
Say goodbye to Tianque in the morning and evening, and return to comfort Shen Lu. Huanghua is a bottle of wine, pour it with you.
One of Xuan Mo's paintings is a colorful day lily in the Wang Mian under Beitang, Luo Sheng. 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.
Crying mother poem Qu Qiubai, not kissing when poor, blue and new tears. Hungry and cold, no one asked me this day, and I fell on my beloved son.
Four-character poem mourning the sudden death of his mother Mao Zedong. Fifty-three years old, seven children.
Seven sons and three more, namely Qin. Other infertility, two women and two men.
It is difficult to prepare a calendar for raising a younger brother. Destroy the mill, so get sick.
In the middle, everything is sad. I can't bear to die, waiting for Xu Wen to vomit.
Today, I only talk about two ends: one is virtue and the other is bias. My mother is in high spirits and advocates fraternity first.
The distance is near and far, and it is repetitive. Kay was moved by her kindness.
Love is sincere. No slander, no cheating.
Finishing is natural and not deceptive at all. Hand ze, very organized.
Fine mind, reasonable points. Nothing can be counted, and nothing can be hidden.
The wind of cleanliness is everywhere. There is no dust inside or outside.
Five virtues are the big end. Conform to his personality, as in the world.
Hate is partial, the last of the three cardinal guides and the five permanent members. Aspiring without reaching, seeking without reaching.
The mental pain is outstanding. The sky is crowded with people and the ground is a corner.
Second, children are born and educated. If it is not ripe, it will be green and yellow.
Holding hands when you are sick makes your heart ache. But call your children and do everything well.
I'm pregnant again. I'm your baby. Or belong to Su En, or work hard.
All relatives, big or small, should be reported. To sum up, Shengde is honored.
If you are sincere, the effect will not be violated. What you hate must be added.
I can't help thinking that I'm here. The depth of parenting and the brilliance of spring.
When will it be reported? Beautiful birds are in the sea. Alas, my mother is still alive.
Although the body is clumsy, the spirit is eternal. One day, everyone will repay the kindness.
One day, you will be with your relatives. It's a long story today, but time is pressing.
Only the big end, the shallow end. At this time, the family will make a drink and do this.
After that, there is a saying that it is getting longer and longer. "Yan Shi Xiu Liu Sou" Bai Juyi has Shuang Yan on the beam, dancing men and dancing women.
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.
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2. Grateful to my parents' poems 1, "Mother" Your pale fingertips are concerned about my sideburns. I can't help holding on to your skirt like when I was a child. My mother has turned my dream into nothing in the morning, but I still dare not open my eyes for a long time. I still cherish that bright red scarf, for fear that washing it will make it lose your unique warmth. The running water of my mother's years is as heartless as fear that my memory will fade. How dare I open its screen easily? I cried to you for a thorn. Now I wear a watch and dare not moan. Mom, I often look up at your photos sadly. Even if I call to penetrate the loess, how dare I disturb your sleep? I dare not show the sacrifice of love like this. Although I wrote many songs for flowers, the sea and the dawn, my sweet and tender memories are not a torrent. It's not a waterfall, but a dry well that can't sing under the shade of flowers and trees. 2. There is a saying that is the kindest and a phone call that is the most beautiful. There is one person who should be grateful most. She is "mother" and he is "father" Mother's hands are thick, and she gives her father a gentle touch. He gave my mother a straight back, and she spent her bright eyes.
I gradually forgot to be moved and forgot to say thank you. 3. "Parents' love" Parents' love is like a cup of strong tea, which needs us to savor it carefully.
If maternal love is a ship, it carries us from adolescence to maturity; Then fatherly love is a sea, which gives us a happy harbor. If the mother's true feelings ignite the hope in our hearts; Then my father's love will be our sail.
4. "Grateful heart, stay in my heart" Leaves are floating in the air, composing a grateful movement, which is the gratitude of the tree to the earth that nourishes it; Baiyun floats in the blue sky, drawing pictures of people, which is Baiyun's gratitude to the blue sky that raised it. We grew up bathed in the sunshine of love, we moistened the true feelings of the world, thanked our parents and gave us precious lives; Thanks to the teacher for giving us the ability to learn; Thanks to our friends for their sincere help; Thanks to the school, it has given us a harmonious growth environment.
Thanks to in my heart forever. 5. "Mother" The mother is as humble as moss, as solemn as dawn, as soft as the sound of water in the south of the Yangtze River, and as hard as a thousand years of cold jade. When she looked up, it was a bright moon, and when she looked down, it was a vast land.
This is part of it. There are many people who need to go to Baidu.
3. Poems of Gratitude to Parents There are poems of gratitude to parents in Ode to a Wanderer by Meng Jiao, a poet in the Tang Dynasty.
Source: Ode to a Wanderer-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? 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? Extended information 1. The creation background of Ode to a Wanderer is Meng Jiao in Liyang.
The author was homeless in his early years and did not become a magistrate of Liyang County until he was 50 years old. After years of wandering, he lives with his mother. This poet, who has experienced the cold world, cherishes his family more, so he wrote this touching poem to praise his mother.
2, "Wandering Sons" savors the deep maternal love and bathes the children all the time. However, for Meng Jiao, a wanderer who has been displaced all the year round, the most unforgettable moment is the painful moment of separation between mother and child.
This poem describes the ordinary scene of loving mother sewing clothes at this time, but it shows the poet's deep feelings. This poem artistically reproduces the common and great beauty of human nature, so it has won strong resonance from countless readers for thousands of years.
4. Ancient Poem 1 About the grateful mother, the thread in the hands of the "wandering son" Jiao loving mother, making clothes for the 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?
2, "Don't be an old mother" Zhong went to worship the mother river beam, worried about tears. This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time.
3. Wang Song Anshi put her mother in the ditch and her family in the shade during the Tenth Five-Year Plan. 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 loves his son endlessly and is happy to return to his hometown. 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 Baijuyi's mother Biezi, son Biemu, crying during the day without lights. 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 loves her chicks, 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 Mian colorful daylily flowers, Luosheng Beitang. 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 was neither crazy nor crazy. He went to the palace to call a Taoist priest. The old white-headed mother hid her face and cried, and her shirt and sleeves were broken.
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" is the day when Tang was born and came out. 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, "Answer to the Old Man in Zhou Bei" Zhang Tang said that the old man with negative salary went to Zhou Bei, and Wangbei Township was worried about his life. 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" Don Hotel has no sleep on a cold night, and the guest's heart turns to sorrow. Tonight, my hometown is full of thoughts, and the Ming Dynasty is worried for another year.
5. What are the poems about thanking parents? What are the poems about thanking "parents"?
1, try your best. (Zhuge Liang's "Model")
2, the crow has the meaning of feeding back, and the sheep knows the grace of breastfeeding.
3, a one-foot-three-inch baby, more than ten or eight years of work. Song of exhorting filial piety
4, but the inch of long grass is a little sentimental, and it is reported to be three spring rays.
My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed to me, licked me, nurtured me, raised me, took care of me, answered me, and went in and out of my abdomen to repay my virtue.
6, bit ring knot grass, repay kindness with kindness
7, unexpectedly lonely lamp silhouette Xiao night, depending on the child like a dumpling, looking at the child to soar.
8, long double frost floating, spring skirt waist, autumn eyebrows.
9. In thirty-two years, the wind and rain poured down, the clouds cleared away, and thoughts flooded.
10, I miss my loving mother's hard work for half a lifetime, kneel down to nurse the lamb and repay the present.
1 1, a loving mother loves her son, not in return. Liu An [Han]
12, October, fetal weight, three students are rewarded lightly. Song of exhorting filial piety
13, one foot three inches baby, worked for 18 years. Song of exhorting filial piety
14, the mother said that the child was lying dry and the mother was asleep and wet. Song of exhorting filial piety
15, the mother didn't see it, and the child was not at ease. Song of exhorting filial piety
6. Thanks to mother's poem: 1, the poem of wandering son, Jiao, the thread in the hand of a loving 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?
2, "Don't be an old mother" Zhong went to worship the mother river beam, worried about tears. This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time.
3. Wang Song Anshi put her mother in the ditch and her family in the shade during the Tenth Five-Year Plan. 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 loves his son endlessly and is happy to return to his hometown. 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.
Thanks to the mother's words: 1, for children, the value of parents' charity lies in that it is more reliable and trustworthy than any other emotion. 2. Today is Mother's Day. May you always be healthy and beautiful, and all the best.
Without you, there would be no me, no sadness in my decades of cold and heat, no laughter in my spring, summer, autumn and winter. Thank you for giving me all the good things and growth in my life. Mom, I thank you for giving me life. You taught me the truth of being a man. No matter what happens in the future, I will always love you! Although you don't show it easily, I know you always care about me.
7. 10 A poem about filial piety and gratitude. When my father was hazy, it was a mountain. When he sits on his shoulder, he can always see far away. When he is sensible, he is a stubborn bent pine tree. He just found out that my weight is so heavy. Now, my father, you are a profound poem. The son silently read tears and shed tears gently. Pei Xianggong expressed his gratitude and became the master of a hundred schools of thought after expressing his ambition.
The forest garden is poor, and the bells and drums are in Yueqing. Put aside the legacy and carve small poems.
Of course not, Fan Li. Under the macro word, Pi Rixiu, assistant minister of the Ministry of War, clearly listed the immortal book as pure emptiness, which naturally belongs to Dan Jiu.
Draw a tiger into a dog, and climb a dragon into a fish. Empty shame JiBu promised, but negative Liu Hongyi a paper book.
There is still an inch of gratitude, but I don't know what the traffic jam is like. On narrative gratitude, Di Youcheng and Zheng Gu once spent a lot of money in Left Wind.
Its male, Wang calmly. The first recommendation is a special gift, sealed by the whole family.
White buildings are accompanied by words, and blue eyes meet. Concerned about Liang Jianyan, I deeply pity the pine at the bottom of the ravine.
Blu-ray Lian Yue was forced, and the wine smelled like chrysanthemums. It is difficult for Kou to get around this country, but a few cans of flies will fly away.
Half a lifetime of worry, travel backwards, two generations apart. Shu snow follows monks, Jing smoke rushes geese.
Withered to my sideburns, and my manners were lost. Although it's getting late, Chen Shi doesn't want to be careless.
Recently, it has become Jiu Feng, accompanied by three peaks. What's the limit of living? It's hard to brag.
There is no such thing as a dragon bell. A thank-you letter was sent to the Dong Li Xuefeng Award of Ji Yi Situ Xianggong, saying that half the people in the family were wrinkled with cold.
You are in town, and the sage returns the favor to the mirror and kisses the Buddha lamp. I heard that the country is quiet, so I can see the river again.
Working in No.1 Smoke House is still full of southern flavor of Ling Du. The day after I left Que, I thanked Li Jianxun for staying in Taiwan Province for two years, and returned to the south happily and retired.
That is, Lu dares to send the prince, and there are still royal books to go through the customs. I don't know what will happen in heaven and earth, but I can't think of it.
At sunset, where reeds stand, the waves in the distance are slightly moss-like green. Please don't play when you go to the boundary of Shou Chang County, Yanzhou, except for the official Xie Luyou who went to Jiangcun and bowed to tears on his clothes.
I dare to hate the imperial city as far as the sun, and I like to smell the sky warm as spring. Hanlin only returned the imperial edict to the mountain, and the water was empty to the soul.
How does the Lord repay his kindness? He hopes to repair the door at the end of the day.
8. What are the poems about thanking my father? "Answer the old man" Tang said.
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.
Seven laws. Feel the father
Sixty-eight years of hard training, dragons and snakes dance in vain.
Idle books should have a lifelong dream, and piccolo can't blow the dust for half a lifetime.
Who grows plum trees in the West Garden? In exchange for watching the flowing clouds at dusk.
The pen and ink on the desk is still the same today, and there are two pounds hanging in front of the wine door.
I miss my father on the night of the summer solstice in February.
On the solstice of summer, relatives leave, and rain spreads sorrow.
Where can I find nectar when I have a jade plate in my hand?
Cold nights make people sleepless and toss and turn.
Touch the piano and show kindness, listen to the bell and Philip Burkart.
Looking at the stars is like seeing your father, accompanying you.
Thoughts of taking a photo with my father when I was a child
In the flowers of the past,
Playing with cranes, children talk nonsense.
I haven't come back yet,
Hating the weather is not a fake year.
Ode to Jiang's father
Wandering geese are alone in the south,
What's wrong with the cloud stirring?
After several storms, I saw the sunset several times.
Always sitting together talking about vicissitudes of life,
Looking north often, I miss Huaiyang.
Unexpectedly, the evening scenery gradually faded.
If the country does not support it, it will be hurt by illness.
Rebels leave home, where to tell their hearts?
When a day is the longest in a year,
People are dying and the rain is crazy.
9. Be grateful for your parents' ancient poems. "Mother Biezi" Tang. Bai Juyi's mother is different from her son, and her son is different, and she cries bitterly during the day.
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 Love" Yuan. Yang Weizhen's mother loves her young age, and Zhao is the Crown Prince. The dragon and tiger are different every day, and the dog looks forward to the eagle.
There is no six-foot orphan under the knee, and a Zhao is not born in May. 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. "Send Mother Home" stopped at a loss and trapped me into a Chu prisoner.
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! "Wandering Song" 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?