1. Poems describing the hard work of parents
Wandering Son Yin
"Tang" Meng Jiao
The thread in the hands of the loving mother, the clothes on the wandering child.
Before leaving, I am afraid of returning late.
Whoever speaks an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring.
1. "Mother Farewell Son" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Mother bids farewell to son, and son bids farewell to mother. The cry is painful in the absence of light during the day. The general of the Kansai Hussars, Xin Ce Xun was defeated last year.
The imperial edict gave two million in money, and Luoyang welcomed people like flowers. New people are welcomed and old people are abandoned, the lotus in the palm is a thorn in the eye.
It is not enough to be sad to welcome the new and abandon the old. It is sad to leave two children in your family. At first, he was helping to walk, and at the same time, he was sitting. When he was sitting, he was crying and holding people's clothes while he was walking.
My mother and son have been separated for a long time because of the new Yanwan of your couple. It is not as good as the crows and magpies in the forest, the mother does not lose her young, the male and the female.
It should be like the peach and plum trees in the garden, the flowers falling on the branches with the wind. Newbies, newbies, listen to my words, Luoyang Unlimited Red Mansion Girl.
I hope that the general will be able to perform meritorious service again, and that there will be new people better than you.
2. "Motherly Love" by Yang Weizhen of the Yuan Dynasty
Motherly love, love for the young, Zhao Jiaguangyi is the crown prince.
The steps of the dragon and the tiger change day by day, and the dog follows the eagle and follows the trend.
Isn’t there a six-foot solitary child under the knee? Ah Zhao and Amei are not crotches.
The ghost lights are blurry at night, and the heavy snow is falling.
If hundreds of officials don’t hold Dong Hu’s pen, how can an orphan and a widower call her husband?
Suddenly, a silver pillar ax was pierced on the ground in front of the bed, causing trouble for the books in the golden cabinet of King Han.
3. "Mo Xuan Picture" Wang Mian, Yuan Dynasty
The bright day lily flowers grow under the north hall.
The south wind blows his heart, shaking it for whom?
A loving mother leans on her door with love, but a wanderer’s journey is painful.
The sweet messages are sparse every day, and the sound and questions are blocked every day.
Looking up at the cloud forest, I feel ashamed to hear the wise birds singing.
4. "Ganoderma lucidum" Wei and Jin Dynasties. Cao Zhi
Ganoderma lucidum grows in the royal land. Zhu Cao was killed by Luo Bin. The glory and glory shine together. Shining like a god.
In ancient times there was Yu and Shun. Parents are stubborn and angry. Be filial to the fields. Hao Hao does not violate benevolence.
Boyu was seventy years old. Colorful clothes to entertain relatives. A loving mother’s whipping does not hurt. Soak your tears in the towel.
Ding Lan lost his mother. Self-injury leads to early isolation. Carved wood is a strict relative. Make three sacrifices day and night.
The violent son regretted seeing Ling. Crime leads to death. My father-in-law cried blood. Avoid violence in full name.
Dong Yong suffered from poverty. The father's wealth is intact. Take leave to support. Working as a servant makes you sweet and fat.
The responsible family came to the door. Don't know what to use it for. Heaven inspires virtue. The goddess is a blessing.
The years are restless. Woohoo, my emperor is taking the exam. It's too late to give birth to me. How early to abandon me.
Who likes Polygonum? Thinking about it makes you old. Retire and chant the poetry of the south wind. Tears filled my arms.
Luan said. The Holy Emperor reigns over the world. Moral education is preached day and night. All nations are courteous.
The people are solemn and pious. Xiangxue does not lose etiquette. Filial piety is in the middle field. The household contains Zeng Minzi.
Everyone in the house is kind and virtuous. There are no missing teeth. The yellow hair is gone for the rest of his life. Thirty thousand lives, Your Majesty.
The loving mother also returns. 2. Poems describing the hard work of parents
1. A poem about swallows tells Liu Sou Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi There are two swallows on the beam, a male and a female.
Between the two rafters holding mud, four children were born in a nest. The four children have long days and long nights, and they are asking for food diligently.
Caterpillars are difficult to catch, and the yellow mouth has no period of satiety. Although the claws are eager to be worn out, the mind is not tired.
After a while, I am afraid that I will be hungry in the nest. After thirty days of hard work, the mother becomes thinner and the chick becomes fatter.
Mutter the teaching words and brush the sweaters one by one. Once its wings are fully fledged, it leads up to the branches of the garden.
Lift your wings without looking back, and fly in all directions with the wind. The male and female scream in the air, but they never come back.
But I fell into an empty nest, chirping sadly all night long. Yan Yan, don't be sad, you should go back and think about yourself.
Si'er is a young bird, flying high and carrying his mother on his back. My parents thought about it then, but you should know it today.
Translation A pair of swallows came up from the roof beam, flying gracefully, one male and one female. She built a nest between the rafters with mud in her mouth, and four baby swallows were born in one nest.
The four baby swallows grew up day and night, and their cries for food could not be stopped. Cat caterpillars are not easy to catch, and the yellow-mouthed swallows never seem to have enough to eat.
The two swallows grasped with their claws and held them in their mouths, exhausting their strength and working tirelessly. After a while, I went back and forth ten times, and I was worried that the little swallows in the nest would be hungry.
After thirty days of hard work, I lost weight in the mother swallow and fattened the chicks. Nunan kept teaching Xiaoyan their pronunciation and groomed them one by one.
As soon as Xiaoyan's feathers grew plump, she was attracted to the branches in the courtyard. She never looked back and flew away in all directions with the wind. The male and female swallows screamed in the air, even though they were hoarse, they couldn't call back.
I had to go back to the empty nest and scream all night long! Old swallows, don't lament. You should think back to the past: think about the time when you were baby swallows, and you also flew away and abandoned your parents. How much your parents missed you at that time, you should experience it today! 2. Polygonum Polygonum Pre-Qin: Anonymous. Polygonum Polygonum belongs to Curcuma, and bandits Cognac and Yihao.
I feel sorry for my parents, who worked so hard to give birth to me.
The one who uses Polygonum Polygonum is Curcuma, and the one who steals Curcuma is Yiwei. I'm sorry for my parents, I'm so exhausted from work.
The bottle is empty, Wei Lei is ashamed. The life of the fresh people is not as long as the death.
What kind of father is there without a father? Without a mother, what can you rely on? When you go out, you will hold your shirt, and when you enter, you will be exhausted. My father gave birth to me, my mother bowed to me.
Caress me, feed me, grow me and nurture me, take care of me and return me, go in and out of your belly. Desire to repay virtue.
Haotian is extremely stupid! Nanshan is fierce and windy. If the people are all poor, what harm can I do! The rhythm of Nanshan Mountain is fluttering in the wind.
The people are all in need, but I alone cannot die! Translation: Look at the height of the wormwood, but it is not wormwood but loose wormwood. I have pity on my father and mother, they worked so hard to raise me! Look at the wormwood and wormwood clinging to each other, but they are not wormwood but wei.
Poor my father and mother, raising me is too tiring! The bottom of the water bottle is empty, and the water jar is full of shame. It's boring to live alone, it's better to die early.
Without a biological father, where can I rely on? What can I rely on if I don’t have my biological mother? I feel sad when I go out for a walk, and I don’t know where to stop when I enter. Father, you gave birth to me, mother, you fed me.
You protect me, love me, raise me and nurture me. You miss me and don’t want to leave me. You embrace me when you go out of your house. I want to repay my parents for their great kindness, but it is difficult to predict the disasters God will bring! Nanshan is so high that it is difficult to climb over, and the wind is so fierce that it is daunting.
No one is unlucky, why am I the only one who suffers this calamity? Nanshan is so high that it is difficult to cross, and the strong wind makes people tremble. There is no misfortune for everyone, and you can't always support me alone! 3. Dangexing Tang Dynasty: Wang Jian When a person is born, the sun rises.
It’s too late to go up the mountain, and it’s fast to go down the mountain. One hundred years and thirty-six thousand dynasties, the night will be strong for half a day.
Singing and dancing must be done early. Yesterday is better than today. People think that men and women are good at birth, but they don't know that men and women make people grow old.
Short song line, no music. Translation: When a person is just born, he is like the rising sun.
Growth is always slow, but regression and decline are very rapid. One hundred years only has 36,000 days, so we must try to use half of the day as a night.
We need to enjoy singing and dancing as early as possible, because our bodies will only get worse day by day. Others say it’s good to have children, but they don’t know that having children will make you grow old early.
Traveling singing short songs without the sound of music. 4. Four-Character Poetry·Mother-worshiping Essay Modern and Modern Times: Mao Zedong: "My mother died suddenly."
He lived fifty-three years and had seven sons. The remaining three of the seven sons are Dongmin Tan.
Others are infertile, two girls and two boys. Raising my brothers requires hard work and experience.
Being tortured and tortured leads to illness. There are millions of people in between, all of whom are sad.
I couldn't bear to write the book, waiting for Xu Wen to spit out. What I want to say now is that there are only two ends: one is to be virtuous, and the other is to hate bias.
My mother is a high-spirited person who recommends fraternity above all else. Far and near, close and distant, everything is covered.
Kai's compassion and kindness moved everyone. Love is as true as it gets.
Don’t lie or deceive. He is well-organized and not at all cunning.
Everything I read is organized. He has a sophisticated mind and a clear mind.
Nothing is left to chance and nothing can escape its form. The clean wind spreads throughout Qili.
Be spotless, both physically and mentally. The five virtues are the most important ones.
It matches his personality, just like above. The place of hatred lies at the end of the Three Cardinal Guidelines.
If you have ambitions that are not fulfilled, you will not get what you want. Mental pain is the best.
The sky is as big as the sky, and a corner of the earth is tilted down. Next, the children will be raised to achieve success.
If it is not ripe, it is between green and yellow. Holding hands when sick, it hurts the colon.
But please do your best to do your best. Again, dearest and dearest to my heart.
It may be a kind act of grace, or it may be due to overwork. All relatives, big or small, are waiting to be repaid.
To sum up, it is the glory of Shengde. You must be sincere, and the results will not be violated.
If you hate someone, you will make up for it. I keep thinking about it now, but my mind will not go beyond it.
Raising with deep kindness, spring shines in the morning mist. When will the retribution be made, there will be a sea of ??fine birds.
Oh my mother, my mother is not dead. Although the body is fleeting, the spirit is eternal.
Every day in your life is the time to repay your kindness. As long as you live, you will always be with your loved ones.
Today’s words are long, but times are short. Just pull out the big end and leave it shallow.
At this time, the family is paying homage to the family and having a cup of wine. There are words to say later, and they will grow with each passing day.
Shang Xiang! I deeply mourn the sudden death of my mother. She died at the age of fifty-three and gave birth to seven children.
Only three of the seven sons are left, namely Mao Zedong, Mao Zemin, and Mao Zetan. The rest were not brought up; they were two daughters and two sons.
My mother went through a lot of hardships raising our three brothers. The body suffers damage and hardship, and contracts diseases as a result.
The various things my mother has experienced in this life are all a history of sadness. I can't bear to write it all down, I just want to reveal it slowly and gently.
What I want to talk about today are only two aspects. One is her grand virtue, and the other is her secret pain or resentment.
My mother’s noble style was first recommended by philanthropy. She protects and cares for all people, whether close or distant.
She was kind and compassionate, and she touched many people. Wherever her care goes, its essence is sincerity.
She never lies, nor does she have the slightest intention to deceive others. She is strict and upright by nature, without a trace of hypocrisy.
Everything she did personally during her lifetime was in order. She has a precise and thoughtful mind, able to distinguish between emotion and reason, and does not act emotionally.
There is nothing wrong with anything she does, she can do anything. 3. Sentences describing the hard work of parents
1. A few years ago, in order to subsidize the family, my mother partnered with others to run a store and do some small business. My mother still did handicrafts day and night, just for the few dollars. After working hard all day long, my mother suffered from cervical pain.
2. The mother was no longer able to pick up the clothes that had fallen under her shoulders with both hands, so she slowly, or perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, put the clothes back on her shoulders nonchalantly.
3. Under the scorching sun, beads of sweat soaked her clothes drop by drop. Her mother sat down by the creek, leaned against the tree beside the creek, and fell asleep.
4. In order to take care of the young children, the mother often cannot take a good rest, and her eyes are bloodshot.
5. My mother started making breakfast for me in the morning, and then she had to do laundry. She came home from school at noon and prepared meals and vegetables for me. When I got home in the evening, I excitedly told my mother about interesting things in school. My mother turned around, her beautiful eyes were full of exhaustion, but she still listened to me quietly.
6. My mother was bending over to pull weeds in the vegetable field, and she didn’t care to pick up the strands of hair that fell on her forehead. She took care of this vegetable field carefully, hoping to use it in exchange for Oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, along with our books and miscellaneous expenses.
7. At night, the silhouette of the solitary lantern is dim, looking at the child like a dragon, looking up at the child soaring into the sky. Youhu's temples are covered with cold frost, the waist of her skirt falls in spring, and the tips of her eyebrows rise in autumn.
8. When I opened the photo album, I saw that my mother had a slim figure and a delicate and beautiful face when she was young. The ruthless years have carved wrinkles on my mother's face, and now my mother has the figure of a middle-aged woman. At this time, I discovered that we were the ones who made my mother work so hard that she became what she is today.
9. The thin mother is the backbone of the family. She carries the entire family with her narrow back. Her tired eyes and cracked hands are the result of her hard work.
10. Mom, please see me off at the station when I say goodbye. Looking at you, I suddenly felt sad. You are just over forty years old, but your hair has begun to turn gray and wrinkles have appeared on your face. Every gray hair and every wrinkle is a testimony of your hard work and hard work for your children!
11. Mom lay down on the sofa, her head drooped slightly, and she closed her eyes from exhaustion.
12. My mother’s hair is as white as snow, and the years have carved deep marks on her face.
13. Mom, she is tall, with a straight nose on her duck-egg face. There is a straight nose at the corner of the eye. There were a few vaguely visible crow's feet on the corners of his eyes, but there was still a smart look in his eyes.
14. My mother is in her mid-thirties. The burden of life has prematurely caused her to lose her past graceful charm. Her rough and sallow skin and silvery hair make people think that she is older than her actual age. Much bigger.
15. My mother’s old face is like a day-old vegetable leaf, full of wrinkles!
16. The mother’s wrinkled face is like the sand bucket of time, so weak. 4. Write poems or quotes about mother’s hard work
1. Maternal love is the greatest power in the world.
——Mir 2. Mother’s love is a huge flame. ——Romain Rolland 3. “No matter what reputation, status, happiness, or honor in the world, nothing can compare to staying with your mother, even if she doesn’t know a word, even if she eats ‘red’ all day long (Note) : refers to sorghum pancakes).
——Ji Xianlin 4. There is one most beautiful voice in the world, and that is the call of mother. ——Dante 5. “I am lucky to have a mother who loves me.” ——Beethoven 6. The greatness of my mother’s love for me makes me have to use my hard work to verify that this love is worth it. ——Chagall (painting master) 7. The arms of a loving mother. It is made of love, how can a child not be sweet when sleeping in it? ——Hugo 8. My life began when I opened my eyes and fell in love with my mother’s face. ——George Eliot 9. At our mother's knees, we receive our noblest, truest, and loftiest ideals, but there is rarely any money in them.
10. Human lips can. The sweetest word that comes out is "mother" and the most beautiful cry is "mom" 11. I make a lot of trouble for my mother, but I think she enjoys it.
——Mark Twain 12. All the glory and pride in the world come from the mother.
——Gorky 13. How similar mothers are all over the world! Their hearts are always the same. Every mother has an extremely pure heart.
——Whitman 14. On the most ridiculous day of your life, even if you have an electric deception machine, you cannot deceive your mother. ——Homer Simpson 15. In the minds and mouths of children, mother is the name of God.
- Thackeray 16. The power of motherhood trumps the laws of nature. ——Barbara Kingsolver (famous contemporary American writer) 17. A mother’s heart is an abyss, and in its deepest part you will always be forgiven.
- Balzac 18. My mother is my greatest teacher, a teacher full of love and fearlessness. If love is as sweet as a flower, then my mother is that sweet flower of love.
——Stevie Wonder (famous blind male singer) 19. Mothers are born philosophers. ——Mrs. Stowe (author of "Uncle Tom's Cabin", American female writer) 20. Mother is not someone to rely on, but someone who makes dependence unnecessary.
——American female novelist Fischer, D.C. 21. Everything I have and everything I can owe to my angelic mother. ——Lincoln 22. As a modern parent, I know that what matters is not how many material things you give your children, but the care and love you pour into them.
Not only can a caring attitude save you a considerable amount of money, but it can even give you a sense of comfort in knowing that you spent less and gave more than a gift. ——American writer Noel O. 23. “She made me feel the temptation of beauty!” ——Darwin 24. To me, my mother seems to be the most amazing woman I know...I have met too many Too many people in the world have never met a woman as elegant as my mother.
If I achieve anything, it is because of her. ——Charles Chaplin 25. "When I was young, she said that I was a good boy.
With such a selfless and sacrificial model mother, how can I not be a good boy?" - ——Hungarian music master Liszt 26. “What I get from my mother is happiness and the joy of telling stories.” ——Goethe 27. “My mother’s devotion and concentration instill in a boy great self-esteem. , those who have this kind of self-esteem from a young age will never give up and develop into confident adults.
You have the confidence that you can succeed if you work harder." - Dorothy. .Dr. Eno (Psychologist, University of London, UK) 28. "When my mother died, I was so exhausted physically and mentally that I almost collapsed. I almost didn't know how to live."
——Heath (Former British Prime Minister) 29. "My first enlightenment teacher was my mother." - Mao Dun 30. My mother is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.
I owe everything to my mother. All my achievements in life are due to the moral, intellectual and physical education I received from her.
——George Washington 31. No matter what I am now or what I hope to be in the future, I owe it all to my angelic mother. I remember my mother’s prayers and they have stayed with me and have stayed with me all my life.
——Abraham Lincoln 32. A good mother is worth a hundred teachers. ——George Herbert (English poet) 33. Youth will pass away; love will wither; the green leaves of friendship will wither.
And a mother’s inner hope lasts longer than them all. ——Oliver Wendell Homer Mother's love is the greatest power in the world.
Without the help of selfless, self-sacrificing maternal love, the child's soul will be a desert. 1 Gonchar's famous saying: A mother's love will never dry up.
This shows that maternal love is very great and will always be with us. 2 Lao She said: Losing a loving mother is like a flower in a vase. Although it still has color and fragrance, it has lost its roots.
I think this sentence shows that a loving mother is very important to a person, just like roots are to flowers. 3 All the glory and pride in the world comes from mother.
(Golky) 4 Maternal love is a huge flame. (Romain Rolland) 5 There is one of the most beautiful sounds in the world, and that is the mother's call.
(Dante) 6 A loving mother’s arms are made of love, how can it not be sweet for a child to sleep in them? (Hugo) 7 The sweetest word that a person's lips can utter is mother, and the most beautiful call is "mother". (Kahlil Gibran) 8 Maternal love is the greatest power in the world.
(Mill) 9 When you are successful, everyone is a friend. But only mother - she is the companion in failure.
(Zheng Zhenduo) 10 Mother's love is such a strong, selfish, and feverish emotion that occupies our entire heart. (Duncan) 11 How similar mothers are all over the world! Their hearts are always the same.
Every mother has an extremely pure heart. (Whitman) 12 All the glory and pride in the world come from the mother.
(Gorky) 13 One of the most beautiful things in life is maternal love. This is selfless love, and morality pales in comparison. (Japan) 14. 5. Write sentences about father’s hard work
There is a kind of love that is wordless and serious. It is often impossible to express it in detail at the time. However, it will make you appreciate it more and more in the days that follow. , I will never forget it for the rest of my life, it is the broad and boundless father's love.
Father's love is actually very simple. It is like liquor, spicy and warm, which makes people easily drunk; it is like coffee, bitter and mellow, which makes people easily invigorated; it is like tea, plain and friendly, which makes people addicted without knowing it; it is like fire, It gives people warmth but is intimidating, and it is easy for people to excite themselves.
Father’s love is a ray of sunshine in spring, which shines warmly on me; it is a ray of cool breeze in summer, which blows away the heat in my heart; it is a ray of love in autumn. Strings of fruits guide me to success; they are a fire in winter, warming my cold heart. Father's love is everywhere!
Even if you are a master of painting, it is difficult to outline your strong backbone, father; even if you are a literary master, it is difficult to portray your unyielding spirit; even if you are open to all rivers, it is difficult to cover all your feelings, father. The love of children! 6. Can anyone help me find poems that describe the hardships of parents in raising children?
1. "Mother Farewell to Son" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Mother farewells son, son farewell mother, in the daytime The crying without light is painful. The general of the Kansai Hussars, Xin Ce Xun was defeated last year.
The imperial edict gave two million in money, and Luoyang welcomed people like flowers. New people are welcomed and old people are abandoned, the lotus in the palm is a thorn in the eye.
It is not enough to be sad to welcome the new and abandon the old. It is sad to leave two children in your family. At first, he was helping to walk, and at the same time, he was sitting. When he was sitting, he was crying and holding people's clothes while he was walking.
My mother and son have been separated for a long time because of the new Yanwan of your couple. It is not as good as the crows and magpies in the forest, the mother does not lose her young, the male and the female.
It should be like the peach and plum trees in the garden, the flowers falling on the branches with the wind. Newbies, newbies, listen to my words, Luoyang Unlimited Red Mansion Girl.
I hope that the general will be able to perform meritorious service again, and that there will be new people better than you.
2. "Motherly Love" by Yang Weizhen of the Yuan Dynasty
Motherly love, love for the young, Zhao Jiaguangyi is the crown prince.
The steps of the dragon and the tiger change day by day, and the dog follows the eagle and follows the trend.
Isn’t there a six-foot solitary child under the knee? Ah Zhao and Amei are not crotches.
The ghost lights are blurry at night, and the heavy snow is falling.
If hundreds of officials don’t hold Dong Hu’s pen, how can an orphan and a widower call her husband?
Suddenly, a silver pillar ax was pierced on the ground in front of the bed, causing trouble for the books in the golden cabinet of King Han. 7. Poems describing the hardships parents face in raising children
Father
He lost his father and mother at the age of eight.
The family abandoned books and read.
Ducks, ghosts and beasts stand in the night,
During the day, they bear the poison of Sister-in-law and brother.
Fortunately, there are many turtles and eels in the fields.
If you catch them, you will survive.
Poor people have been looked down upon since ancient times.
At that time, they experienced loneliness in the world.
Having three sons is a heavy burden,
A rope tightens the rugged bones.
My father wants to study despite his words.
Smashing pots and selling iron will eventually affect you.
We bury our hearts in the rock,
The clear breeze and bright moon are towards Gusu.
The old man was happy and tired but said nothing.
Before he reached fifty, his temples were already stained.
Describes how skinny I feel this summer,
Teach me how to avoid tears? 8. Compile a 30-word poem about the hard work of parents
At night, the silhouette of a solitary lamp is dwindling, and I look at my son like a dragon, looking forward to my son soaring into the sky.
Youhu's temples are covered with cold frost, the waist of her skirt falls in spring, and the tips of her eyebrows rise in autumn. A loving mother who loves her young, Zhao Guangyi is the crown prince.
The steps of the dragon and the tiger change day by day, and the dog follows the eagle and follows the trend. Isn't there a solitary child six feet below the knee? Ah Zhao and Amei are not crotches.
The mother parted from her son, and the son parted from his mother. In the daytime there was no light and the cry was painful. The general of the Kansai Hussars, Xin Ce Xun was defeated last year.
The imperial edict granted two million in money, and Luoyang welcomed people like flowers. New people are welcomed and old people are abandoned, the lotus in the palm is a thorn in the eye.
The brilliant day lily flowers grow under the north hall. The south wind blows his heart, shaking it for whom? A loving mother leans on her door with love, but a wanderer's journey is painful.
The sweet messages are sparse every day, and the sound and questions are blocked every day. The ghost lights are dim at night, and the heavy snow is falling.
If hundreds of officials don’t hold Dong Hu’s pen, how can an orphan and a widower call her husband? .