Mother's love is great and selfless. There are many poems or famous sayings about maternal love that praise the greatness and selflessness of maternal love. What I bring to you below is the content, I hope you like it!

Classic version

1 The prodigal son does not feel cold when the loving mother is in front of you. "Song of Encouragement to Filial Piety"

2 Without a father, who can be a parent, and without a mother, who can rely on - "The Book of Songs"

3 A three-inch-foot-long baby needs ten and eight years of work. "Song of Encouraging Filial Piety"

4 A loving mother's arms are made of love, how can it not be sweet for a child to sleep in them? Victor Hugo

5 The mother suffers and the child is not seen, the child is tired and the mother is uneasy . "Song of Encouragement to Filial Piety"

6 My father gave birth to me, my mother bowed to me, caressed me, livestock me, grew me up, and nurtured me

7 It is said that the emperor respects the martial arts and vegetables. The soldiers are straight and want to calm Hu Chen. There is a long-term strategy to stabilize the border and self-reliance, so there is no need to displace the Chinese.

8 Whose son, who is neither crazy nor crazy, goes to the king's house to praise the Taoist priests. The white-headed old mother covers the door and cries, and rolls up the broken sleeves of her shirt. ——"Who's Son" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty

9 The mother says that the child is lying down when he is dry, and the mother is sleeping when the child is wet. "Song of Encouragement to Filial Piety"

10 A loving mother loves her son not in return. 〖Han〗Liu An

11 Mother is the first parent in the world; maternal love is the first love in the world.

12 The virtue of the father is the legacy of the son. The word Yan

13 The garrison drum interrupts the pedestrian movement, and there is a sound of wild geese in the autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. All my brothers are scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death. The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops were not suspended. Du Fu: "Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night"

14 I am ashamed of my son and dare not sigh in the dust. Jiang Shiquan's "Returning Home at the End of the Year"

15 Ciwu lost his mother and was mute and mournful.

16 Mother's love is like the spring wind. When she blows gently, the earth becomes green.

17 The autumn wind is blowing in the city of Luoyang, and the desire to write is full of ideas. I'm afraid that I can't say it all in a hurry, and the travelers are about to open the gate again. Zhang Ji: "Autumn Thoughts"

18 A baby of one foot and three inches has ten and eight years of merit. "Song of Advising Filial Piety"

19 You are a big tree. I rely on you to dream in spring, prosper in summer, mature in autumn, and meditate in winter.

20 Xi Meng’s mother chose a neighboring place. If you don't learn, you will lose your chance. "Three Character Classic"

Latest version

1 When I grow up, my mother's black hair is like the ones on maple leaves, and the frost is dotted with silver light

2 A porridge and a meal should be remembered as hard-won, and half a thread of constant thought is difficult to obtain. Maternal love is boundless, love is like the sea. Poems about maternal love - Sentences about maternal love - Poems about maternal love - Poems about maternal love - Sentences about maternal love - Poems about maternal love.

3 The new Yanwan of your couple separated my mother and my son. 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. ——"Mother Farewell to Son" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

4 Whoever speaks from the heart of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring. "Wandering Son's Song"

5 People think that boys and girls are good, but they don't know that boys and girls make people grow old. 〖Tang〗Wang Jian

6 A fetus in ten months is generous in kindness, but repayment in three lifetimes is light. "Song of Advising Filial Piety"

7 The loving gaze and the tears of joy, eyes unblinking, staring at you carefully, your hazy and ignorant heart beats instinctively, but cannot express the family affection for only a while The limbs are flailing around, making you so anxious that you can't help but cry loudly.

8 A loving mother leans on her door with love, but a wanderer’s journey is painful. "Mo Xuan Tu"

9 The prodigal son does not feel cold when the loving mother is in front of you. "Song of Encouraging Filial Piety"

10 The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the body of a wanderer.

11 When the mother's instrument hangs down, the radiant tube shines brightly, and in Wusu, the light shines silently on the night stand. "Collection of Proverbs"

12 I feel sorry for my parents, who worked hard to give birth to me. "The Book of Songs"

13 The mother went to Han ditch, leaving Bai Hanyin at home. When the moon comes out and Du Yu is heard, the north and the south are always concerned. ——"Fifteen" Song Wang Anshi

14 The stars hang down on the plains and the fields are vast, and the moon surges into the river.

15 When the mother-in-law hears that her daughter is coming, she goes out to help the general; when the elder sister hears that the younger sister is coming, she is in charge of arranging red makeup; when the younger brother hears that the younger sister is coming, he sharpens his knife to the pigs and sheep.

"Mulan Ci"

16 My love for my son is endless, and I will be happy to return home. The cold clothes are densely stitched, and the letters home are freshly inked. When I met, I felt pity for my thin body, and I called my son to ask about my hardships. I feel ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh in the dust. ——"Arriving Home at the End of the Year" by Jiang Shiquan of the Qing Dynasty

17 I dreamed of my mother at night, and I woke up crying. When I woke up and wanted to catch this dream again, the dream had already flown to nowhere.

18 A loving mother leans on her door with love, but a wanderer’s journey is painful. The sweet taste is sparse every day, and the sound is blocked every day. ——"Mo Xuan Tu" Yuan Wangmian

19 The world is full of parents; the most rare thing in the world is brothers. "Proverbs and Lianbi"

20 Pulling up the curtains and worshiping the mother river beam, I will be worried for a long time and my eyes will dry up with tears. It was a miserable snowy night in Chaimen, and it was better to have no children than to have no children at this time.

Popular version

1 Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during the festive season. I know from afar that when my brothers climbed to a high place, there was only one less person planting dogwood trees. Wang Wei: "Reminiscences of Shandong Brothers on September 9th"

2 Pulling up the curtains to pay homage to the mother river Liang, I will be worried in vain as my eyes dry up with tears.

3 The only love in the world that is not contaminated - that is maternal love. The word Yan

4 The clothes are wet with tears of reed flowers and raindrops due to frost, and the white head no longer leans on the wood door. During the yellow plum rain in May last year, Zeng Dian returned home from shopping for rice. ——"Thinking of My Mother" Yu Gong

5 My love for my son is endless, and I will be happy to return home.

6 A one-foot-three-inch baby has ten and eight years of merit. "Song of Encouragement to Filial Piety"

7 A loving mother loves her son not in return.

8 The best parents in the world; the rarest brother in the world. "Proverbs Lian Bi"

9 Where am I? Even I am a little unclear. At first I felt like I was in the house I live in now. The mother just pushed open the small door in the corner of the room and walked in. The tassel of the orange electric lampshade was placed on the mother's head. So I thought about it again and thought about the whole city of G?ttingen: the ancient city walls lined with amazing thick oak trees that I walked every day to class, the mottled gray-black old church, the top of the church was a bit too high Weird spire, the clear sky above the spire.

10 When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue.

11 I feel sorry for my parents, who worked so hard to give birth to me. "The Book of Songs"

12 The maternal ceremony hangs down and the tube is shining, Wusu is silent and the night platform is dark. Poems about maternal love_Sentences about maternal love_Poems about maternal love. Poems about maternal love_Famous poems about maternal love_Motherly love Sentences_poems about maternal love. "Collection of Proverbs"

13 In the eyes of parents, children are always a part of themselves, and children are an opportunity for their ideal self to come back again. Fei Xiaotong

14 It was a miserable snowy night in Chaimen. It was better to have no children than to have no children at this time.

In October 15th, the kindness of the fetus is heavy, but the repayment in the third life is light.

16 With all the love, thousands of kindnesses and hundreds of hardships, who knows how much love I have for my parents?

17 It’s a miserable windy and snowy night in Chaimen, and it’s better to have no children than to have no children at this time.

18 I feel sorry for my parents, who worked so hard to give birth to me. "The Book of Songs"

19 Who can be parents without a father, and who can rely on without a mother? "The Book of Songs"

20 It's a miserable snowy night in Chaimen, and having children at this time is worse than having none. "Farewell Mother"