What are the ancient poems about mother's hard work? 1. Poems describing parents' hard work.
A traveler's song
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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?
1. 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.
2. "Motherly Love" Yuan Yangweizhen
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.
3. "Xuan Mo Map" Wang Yuan Face
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.
4. "Ganoderma lucidum" Wei and Jin Dynasties. Cao zhi
Ganoderma lucidum is the land of kings. Zhu Cao was occupied by Robin. Glory shines. Brilliant flowers are like gods.
There was Yu Shun in ancient times. Parents are stubborn and awkward. Filial piety to the fields. I'm not disobedient.
Apollo is seventy years old. Entertain relatives with colorful clothes. A loving mother never hurts anyone. Crying with tears and a towel.
Ding Lan lost fewer mothers. Self-mutilation and early loneliness. Carved wood as a strict relative. Give birth to three animals sooner or later.
The runaway son saw the mausoleum and regretted it. Crime and death. My father-in-law cried for blood. No crime.
Yong Dong is very poor. My father's wealth is exhausted. Leave support. The commission is sweet and fat.
Responsible for filling in the door at home. I don't know what to do. Heaven is full of inspiration. The goddess is the master.
Time is not peaceful. Alas, my imperial examination. It's too late to have me. How long ago you abandoned me.
Who is interested in me? It makes people old. Recite poems about the south wind. Full of tears.
Chaos. The holy emperor is everywhere. Moral education is preached day and night. Courtesy of the country.
I'm pure and sincere. Don't lose your instrument. Filial piety is in nakata. The family has Ceng Min.
Different people have different opinions. You have no teeth. Huang Fa did her best. Long live your majesty.
The loving mother is back.
2. What poems describe "parents' hard work"?
The poem describing "parents' hard work" is as follows: 1. Huang Jingren's Don't Be an Old Mother in Qing Dynasty bowed to his mother's river beam and looked at it with tears in her eyes.
This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time. 2. Yang Weizhen's Motherly Love in the Yuan Dynasty, a mother's love and a baby, with Zhao as 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.
3. Meng Jiao's Ode to a Wanderer in the Tang Dynasty, the thread in the hands of a loving mother, made 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? 4. In the Tang Dynasty, Li Shangyin's "Send Mother Home" stopped writing and ignored me, making me a prisoner of Chu.
Feeling from this, sadness and tears stuck in the throat. The bus is very urgent today, so it is difficult to stop! Motherly love is unrequited, and life demands more.
3. Poems and ancient poems about mothers
1, Wandering Sons
Tang Dynasty: 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?
Translation:
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?
2. "Don't be an old mother"
Qing Dynasty: Huang Jingren
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.
Translation:
Because I had to go to He Liang to make a living, I opened the curtain and reluctantly said goodbye to my old mother. Seeing my white-haired mother, I couldn't help crying and my tears dried up. On this snowy night, it's a pity that we can't be filial to our mother, but we have to hide Chai Men's tragic death. What's the use of adopting a son? I still don't want it.
3, "Mother Biezi"
Tang Dynasty: 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.
Translation:
Mothers are different from children, and children are different from mothers. The sunshine in the daytime seems to have lost its luster because of sadness, and the crying is infinitely miserable. 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. Rookie, rookie, 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.
4. "Xuan Mo Figure 1"
Yuan Dynasty: Wang Mian
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.
Translation:
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.
5. "National wind, high wind and triumphant wind"
Pre-Qin Dynasty: Anonymous
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.
Translation:
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.
4. What are the poems about "showing kindness to your mother"?
What's wrong with having no father? What's wrong with not having a mother? The Book of Songs
One-foot-three baby, ten years and eight years' work. Song of exhorting filial piety
Imagine yourself as a young day, flying high and carrying your mother. At that time, my parents thought that I should know today. -Bai Juyi's "Yan Shixiu Liu Chuo"
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? The Wandering Son, Tang Meng Jiao
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. 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. Go home at the end of the year
A loving mother leans against the door, but a wanderer cannot walk. The first photo of Xuan Mo.
The old white-headed mother hid her face and cried, and her shirt and sleeves were broken. Who is the son?
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. Don't be old, Huang Qing Nakazawa.
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. Wang Anshi in Song Dynasty in the Tenth Five-Year Plan
Jiang Shiquan, author of Year-end Home/Year-end Home
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.
Explanation:
My mother was sewing new clothes for me when I came home during the Spring Festival. The ink on the letter I wrote to my family before was still wet. As soon as we met, my mother said affectionately, son, you have lost weight. It's hard to be outside. And in front of my mother, under such circumstances, how can I say it? How dare I say it is difficult? So I smiled and said, mom, it's not difficult. I'm outside, and everything is fine. Don't worry!
Wang Mian, author of "Xuan Mo Figure 1"
A loving mother leans against the door, but a wanderer cannot walk.
Explanation:
The kind mother leaned against the door, expecting the child.
Travellers who travel far away are so bitter!
Han Yu, the author of Whose Son
The old white-headed mother hid her face and cried, and her shirt and sleeves were broken.
Explanation:
The old white-haired mother closed the door and cried. You can't keep your sleeve if it's broken.
Related quotation:
1. All the glory and pride in the world come from mothers. (Gorky)
There is one of the most beautiful voices in the world, and that is the mother's call. (Dante)
The sweetest word a person's lips can utter is mom, and the best call is "mom". (Ji Bolun)
Motherly love is the greatest power in the world. (Mill)
Everything else in the world is false and empty, and only mother is real, eternal and immortal. (India)
6. Women are fragile, but mothers are strong. (France)
7. Without the help of selfless and self-sacrificing maternal love, a child's mind would be a desert. (UK)
5. Ancient poems or aphorisms praising mother's kindness
1, Guo E-Anonymous in Pre-Qin Dynasty
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.
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!
2. Song of Filial Piety-Liu An in Han Dynasty
In October, the baby is heavy and the reward is light.
My mother was pregnant for ten months and gave birth to herself. This kind of kindness cannot be repaid by three generations.
3. Children's Language-Lu Desheng in Ming Dynasty
I didn't know my parents when I loved them.
The people who love themselves the most are their parents, who are full of kindness to themselves and have suffered too much to raise their children.
4. Wanderer-Meng Jiao in Tang Dynasty
Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?
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?
5. The Tenth Five-Year Plan-Wang Anshi in Song Dynasty
When I heard about Du Yu in the moonlight, I was always worried about the North and the South.
When I heard the cuckoo's voice on a full moon night, I thought of my son who had run away from home. Although the north and the south are separated, I am still deeply worried.