1. Poems about paying homage to parents
2. Poems about inscriptions
Poems about paying homage to parents 1. Ancient poems in memory of deceased parents
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Poems about missing parents who have passed away
Chapter 1: Missing Poems about deceased parents
Thinking of dead relatives
2. The love of spring is only as thin as the pear blossoms, and the pieces fall off. Why is the setting sun so close to dusk? There are still unawakened souls in the world. The silver paper says goodbye to the dream at that time, and the secret ribbon is the same as the heart. I am a dreamer for Yi Fan, and I often draw pictures to call out the truth at night.
3. Sleeping in the morning under the rattan bed and paper tent, I can’t say enough, and I have no good thoughts. The agarwood is intermittent and the jade furnace is cold, accompanying my feelings like water.
4. In the three flute games, the heart of the plum blossom is broken, and it feels like a spring outing. The gentle wind and rain rustled the ground, prompting thousands of tears. The flute player went to the empty jade tower, who could he lean on with his broken heart? If you break off a branch, there will be no one in the world or heaven to whom you can send it!
5. It is spring again on the small street in the south of the city. Only plum blossoms can be seen but no one can be seen; jade bones have long become soil under the spring, and the ink marks are like dust on the wall.
6. The jade bones are filled with mist, but the ice muscles have their own fairy wind. People from all over the world are sent to explore the fragrant bushes, and there are green-haired phoenixes hanging upside down. Plain face often looks too pink (氵万), and lipstick does not fade after washing makeup. High sentiments chase the dawn clouds in the sky, and do not dream of pear blossoms.
7. Tears but silently. Only regret the past. Relying on the painting and re-examination of knowledge, Yingying. It’s so sad that I can’t paint it. The other words are too clear. I woke up early from a dream in the middle of the night. Qing woke up from his dream early in the morning and woke up from his dream. Weeping all over the wind and rain at night.
8. During the Qingming Festival, peaches and plums smile, but in the wild fields and graves, there is only sorrow. Thunder shakes the sky and earth, dragons and snakes sting, and rain falls on the grass and trees in the countryside. People beg for sacrifices for their arrogant concubines, and noble men are burned to death for unjust marquises. The wise and foolish have known who they are for thousands of years, and their eyes are full of basil and grass.
9. There have been so many sad things lately, who can talk more about it? Paying for teaching, green windows and red tears, early geese and early orioles. I appreciated it at the time but lost it now, which is a total loss of sentimentality. Suddenly I suspect that you have arrived, the wind blows from the painted lanterns, and I count the spring stars crazily.
10. Farmers recruit love boats, and the spring grass is green and the fields are green. I tried to go up to Wumen to get a glimpse of the county, and there was new smoke in several places during the Qingming Festival. 17 I don’t know where the reeds are blowing, and all the people are looking for their hometowns in one night.
2. Recommend a few poems "in memory of father"
1. "
The fragrance of spring enters the garden
Kindness and strictness Voyage
Who will protect the remaining red
Ask the sunset about wine
2. "Farewell Father"
Breeze and raindrops
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Who knows the edict from heaven
Immortal flags save my father’s soul
3. "Thinking of my father" (Qijue)
Desiring the green mountains to raise my father’s tomb
It’s hard to say goodbye to family love in the prosperous age
From now on, I slowly walk again at night
Goodbye voice and appearance Dream Updates
4. "Thinking of My Father" (Qijue)
Spring Thunder Rising Violently in Cang Cang Tomb
It is Hard to Believe the Journey of the Nine Realms of Kindness and Strictness
When will we plow the land again
I dreamed of crying silently at midnight
5. "Thinking of My Father" (Qijue)
Drunken wind and drunken rain Drunk and longing for relatives
It is difficult to be filial and want to die in the high hall
Who can understand the sigh of homesickness
Several times of dreaming about Xinghua Village
6 , "Yong Mei" (Seven Wonders)
Who can appreciate the beautiful plum blossoms standing proudly in the snow
Standing alone in the harsh winter and falling into the nine fragrant flowers
The years have no trace and I always remember the past
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I miss my loved ones but don’t realize the cold wind is blowing
7. "Homesickness" (Qijue)
The breeze is drizzle and the autumn is cool
Still holding the pipa and holding the candle Hurt
I just hate my family love and have nowhere to complain
Ask you when you will go to Chiyang
3. Poems about remembering your parents during the Qingming Festival
"Qingming Festival" "Sacrifice to Parents"
During the Qingming Festival, we pay homage to the new grave, and the loving mother rests in peace and the soul of the child is gone.
The two old parents returned to the crane, and the Yin and Yang worlds were separated.
Pay equal attention to family mottos of kindness and power, and benefit the descendants through joys and sorrows.
One stick of fragrance will leave you with endless thoughts, and two lines of tears will express your deep gratitude.
"Qingming Expressions"
Looking at the tomb fields in my hometown in the distance, I can't help but shed tears.
My heart follows the geese and butterflies, and my tears stain the mountains and turn them into cuckoos.
When we are old and miss our relatives, we stay online, but when we are young, we miss our old friends and sit in front of the screen.
In the ups and downs of life, we must work hard, and the afterglow of the evening will comfort us.
"Qingming Festival"
I know from afar that my brother is paying homage to a new grave, but even though he is in a different place, he is of the same heart and soul.
It is difficult to distinguish between respecting relatives and thinking about them, and everyone remembers their ancestors.
Tomb-sweeping Day memorial service depends on the situation, and fraternity and promotion benefit future generations.
We mourn and express our condolences together, and express our deep gratitude with tears in our eyes.
4. What are the poems to commemorate the mother?
The poems are as follows:
Lovesickness
My mother sleeps in the ancient Xishan Mountain,
The son fell into Yueyang field.
Thousands of miles apart, we look at each other,
Weeping all the time.
Missing my mother
I am a stranger in a foreign land,
It has been five episodes since I bid farewell to my mother.
The Pushan Mountains on the Huaihe Bank are empty, and the Baling Xiangshui River is full of sadness.
The west wind turns and we are all sad,
The blood rains and the ice heart bursts with tears.
Today I kneel down and kowtow three times,
Even the spring grass in the sky is miserable.
Qingming Festival
When people are far away from their hometown during Qingming Festival,
Baling Xiangshui is very miserable.
God’s tears filled the Yaochi,
and turned into falling rain for thousands of miles.
Xijiang Moon
The wind carries golden flags and silver flags, and the clouds carry cranes and gods.
During the Qingming Festival, the sky opens to the sky, and the rain fills the courtyard of Xiangdai.
The wanderer is heartbroken to say goodbye, and lovesickness for thousands of miles is a disaster.
I will go to the balcony to enjoy wine and bow to my mother in the north.
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Crying to see one less person in the hall.
Nanshan Mother Sacrifice
The autumn rain has been continuous for nearly a month and a half,
Four cities and eight towns are flooded with water.
It is difficult for travelers from the south to move there.
It is difficult for scholars to travel from the north.
I went to Nanshan to have a drink,
The bamboos were singing in the lonely grave and calling my mother.
The wind crow understands and feels sympathy for each other,
The hatred fills the sky and breaks the heart.
5. What are the poems about "Mourning the Late Father"
1. "Half-Dead Tung Tree Covering the Sky"
Song He Zhu
Everything will go wrong if you go through the Chang Gate. We came together and returned home differently.
After the phoenix tree was half dead and the frost cleared, the white-headed mandarin duck flew away without its companion.
The grass on the original plain shows the first signs of sunshine. The old habitat and the new ridge are both close to each other.
Who can stay up all night to mend clothes when I lie on an empty bed and listen to the rain outside the south window?
2. "My Lord Cries First on the First Day"
Zhou Shuran, Qing Dynasty
I shed tears for my loved ones all night long, but they will come again at dawn.
Afraid of hurting my loving mother, I secretly flow to my pillow.
3. "Three Poems to Relieve Sorrow and Feelings"
Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty
Mr. Xie, who was the youngest, was partial to girls, so he married Qian Lou and was a good boy.
I have no clothes to search for a bag of watermelon, while others are selling wine and pulling out gold hairpins.
Wild vegetables add to the meal and the sweet clover is grown, while the fallen leaves add fuel to the ancient locust tree.
Today's salary exceeds 100,000 yuan, and I will pay tribute to the emperor and resume the camp.
4. "Yi Ruan Resides in Seclusion"
Du Fu, Tang Dynasty
Chenliu's customs declined and there were countless people in the world.
On the fortress, Ruan Sheng was born, who succeeded his ancestors.
Those who are poor in knowledge and quiet will have white hair and old hair.
Cars and horses enter the neighboring house, surrounded by basil.
Qing poetry is a shortcut, and it takes pains to recognize a child.
Looking for me, the grass has a small diameter, and my clothes kick against the cold rain.
It is also proposed to live in a distant village to avoid the noise.
A guest with a bright Ji Ying is as honorable as dung.
5. "Mourning Poems"
Li Yu of the Tang Dynasty
It is difficult to get rid of the eternal thoughts, and I sigh in pain when I am alone.
The rain is late and the autumn is silent, and sorrow causes more diseases.
Thinking before swallowing the wind, feeling dizzy and blurred.
The king of space should remember me, and the poor man is lost in his family.
6. What are the poems that describe "missing the dead father"
Author of "The Book of Songs·Zhi'an": Anonymous (Spring and Autumn Period).
I look up at my father. The father said: "Hey! I have been working day and night for my son. Be careful, there is no end to the coming."
Definition: Climb up to the green hill and look at my father from a distance. I seem to hear my father saying to me: "My son is traveling far away for official business. He will be covered with dew in the morning and covered with stars in the evening. Please take care and come back early and don't stay in a distant land."
"Remembering My Father" 》Author: Zhou Yuru (Ming Dynasty).
Recalling the past, I was a remnant, and the snow is flying when I return home. I haven't said a word in three years, and I can't bear to see him return home.
Definition: I recall the last time I went home at the end of the twelfth lunar month, and it was still snowing heavily. There has been no contact from home for three years, and I couldn't help crying when I saw the wild geese flying south in the sky.
Extended information:
In the novel, the sentences in memory of my father are as follows:
I will never stop loving you, throw red beans with blood and tears, and the spring willows will bloom and the spring flowers will fill the painting building. . ------Cao Xueqin's "A Dream of Red Mansions" (Qing Dynasty)
Meaning: Every little bit of lovesickness, all the drops are bright red blood and tears! The bright red blood and tears condensed into beautiful red beads and turned into acacia beans.
The world is full of flowers, and I think about my father every year. ——Xin Yun "Missing Father" (Qing Dynasty)
Meaning: It is the time when poplar flowers are brewing in May. Every year at this time, I will think of my father.
7. What are the poems in memory of mother
1. "Sacrifice to Ancestors during the Qingming Festival"
Huang Tingjian (Song Dynasty)
Thin and Thin The rain is clear again, and the grass on the wilderness slopes is not green yet. Under the tomb of ashes and flowers, the fragrance of candles and wine are in the willow wind.
Thinking of my loving mother in the distant spring, I burst into tears while staring at the inscription. Who can complain about loneliness and sorrow? But watch the paper harrier dance in the sky.
2. "Qingming"
Wang Yucheng (Song Dynasty)
I have been far away from my hometown for several years, and there is no sacrifice to the weeds.
When it rains again during the Qingming Festival, I miss you so much.
Looking north from the home mountain, I bowed devoutly, my late father returned to the west and became a feather.
Wherever the black butterflies fluttered, there was a vague sound of training children outside the sky.
3. "Qingming Festival"
Zhang Hu (Tang Dynasty)
Qingming brought rain again, the spring reds were reduced by half and the wild grass was deep.
When a foreigner returns to his homeland, he sweeps his tomb and burns paper to show his filial piety.
Weeping over the early death of a loved one, the abandoned child lives alone in the world of mortals.
Are Jiuquan’s parents okay? Who accompanies a solitary grave in Huangling?
The kingdom of heaven on earth has been gone for a long time, and the willow lines are hanging down in the spring breeze again.
The Qingming festival is approaching and I am pregnant with my wife. Who can feel sorry for her and have tears in her eyes?
4. "Qingming Rain"
Zeng Ji (Ming Dynasty)
The moon is hidden, the stars are sparse, the candles are full of tears, the tea and cold wine are light and silent.
The sound of rain knocking on the window lattice was loud, and the emotions in my heart were tormented.
5. "Promoting Photography and Picking Mulberry Seeds for the Qingming Festival"
Zhu Dunru (Song Dynasty)
It is just right for the Qingming Festival to pay homage to ancestors and express one's feelings. The clear stream sheds tears, Cangshan also mourns, unforgettable family love.
I can’t bear to watch the paper and silk have been burned, and I am silent and desolate, sending my heroic spirit far away. In remembrance of my parents, it is difficult to repay my heartbreak, so I kneel down and kowtow at their graves.
Verses about the inscription 1. Quotes about the hero's inscription
1. The inscription on Shakespeare's grave.
The English was written in advance by himself:
Good frend for Iesus sake forbeare
To digg the dust enclosed heare;
Blest bee ye man that spares these stones
And curst bee hee that moves my bones.
Friends, for Jesus' sake,
please don't dig any graves here.
Whoever receives this monument will be blessed;
Whoever moves my bones will be cursed.
2. "Epitaph" written by Mr. Qi Gong when he was 66 years old:
Middle school student, associate professor.
If you are not good at gambling, you will be thorough even if you are expert.
Although the name is good, it is not enough.
If you don’t succeed at a high level, you won’t achieve at a low level.
The paralysis moves to the left, and the faction once moves to the right.
The face is slightly round and the skin is not thick.
His wife is dead and has no descendants.
The mourning is still new and the illness is still the same.
Sixty-six means a long life.
Babao Mountain gradually comes together.
If you plan your life, it will be called shabby.
Both body and reputation stink together.
3. The epitaph of the British poet P.B. Shelley is a poem from Shakespeare's "The Snowstorm": "He did not disappear, but experienced a change in the sea water and became a rich and rare treasure. ."
4. The epitaph of Irish poet W.B. Yeats is the last seventeen words of a poem he wrote on the eve of his death: "Give a cold glance to life and death. , the knight galloped by."
5. The epitaph of British playwright G.B. Shaw: "I have known that no matter how long I live, this kind of thing will happen."
6. The epitaph of the American writer E. Hemingway: "Forgive me for not getting up!"
7. The epitaph of the French writer Stendhal is concise: "The Milanese Henry Bell rests here. He lived, wrote, and loved.”
8. The inscription on T. Jefferson’s tombstone was written by himself: “Virginia, author of the American Declaration of Independence. Author of the Statute of Religious Liberty and Father of the University of Virginia."
9. French philosopher Rousseau: "He who sleeps here is a man who loves nature and truth."
10. American humorist Mark Twain: "He observed the changes in the world, but what he told was the truth of the world."
2. Ancient poetry and inscriptions
Yuan Mei's "Essay on Sacrifice to Sisters" In the winter of Dinghai during the Qianlong reign, Su Wen, the third sister, was buried at Yangshan Mountain in Shangyuan, and she laid a memorial ceremony with the following inscription: Woohoo! You were born in Zhejiang and buried here; you are seven hundred miles away from my hometown.
Although I dreamed of dreaming at that time, would I rather know that this is where my bones belong? With a single thought, you met someone who was divorced, and you were left alone and in danger. Although destiny exists, it is actually done by nature.
However, it is not my fault for bringing you to this point. When Mr. Youcong teaches you the scriptures, you sit shoulder to shoulder and love to listen to the ancients’ righteous deeds. When you grow up one day, you quickly follow them.
Woohoo! If you don't know poetry and calligraphy, it may not be difficult for you. I catch crickets, and you stretch out your arms to get out of them. In the cold weather, the insects are stiff, and you come to their holes together.
I will bury you now, and the scene of that day will come to my eyes with joy. When I was nine years old, I rested in my study. You combed your hair into a double bun, put on a single silk tie, and read a chapter of "缁衣".
When Mr. Shi entered the house, he heard the loud voices of two boys, and he smiled and shouted continuously. This is also the seventh month to look forward to the sun.
When you are in Jiuyuan, you should remember it clearly. As I travel to Guangdong with a weak crown, you put on your clothes and mourn.
After more than three years, I returned home covered with palace brocade. You came out from the east chamber holding the case, and the whole family stared and laughed. I don’t remember where the words came from, but I probably said that I was admitted to the imperial examination in Chang’an, and sooner or later the messenger reported the news. . Although all these trivial things are ancient traces, I will never forget them until I die.
The past is filled with memories, and the thoughts are sad, like a shadow, which will disappear if you force it. I regret that I didn’t record the situation of Huanfan at that time.
However, you are no longer in this world, so even if you can turn back time and be a child again, there will be no one left to bear the seal. Your righteousness has surpassed the Gao family and you have returned. Grandma in the hall relies on your support. At home, Wen Mo has lost sight of you and you have taken care of it.
It is said that among the women, they are the least knowledgeable about the meaning of the scriptures and knowledgeable about elegance. Your sister-in-law is not without elegance, but she is lacking in this. Therefore.
Yuan Mei's "Essay on Sacrifice to Sisters" In the winter of Dinghai during the Qianlong reign, Su Wen, the third sister, was buried at Yangshan Mountain in Shangyuan, and she laid a memorial ceremony with the following inscription: Woohoo! You were born in Zhejiang and buried here; you are seven hundred miles away from my hometown. At that time, although I dreamed of dreaming, would I rather know that this is where my bones belong? With your chastity, you met someone who was divorced, and you were left alone and in danger.
Although it is destined to exist, it is actually done by nature. However, it is not my fault that I have burdened you to this point.
When Mr. Youcong is teaching you scriptures, you sit shoulder to shoulder and love to listen to the ancients’ righteous deeds. When you grow up in one day, you will quickly follow them. Alas! If you don't know poetry and calligraphy, it may not be difficult for you.
When I catch crickets, you rush out with your arms; when the insects are stiff due to the cold weather, you come to their holes together. I will bury you now, but the scene on that day will come to my mind with joy.
When I was nine years old, I was resting in my study. You combed your hair into a double bun, put on a single silk tie, and read a chapter of "缁衣". When Mr. Shi entered the house, he heard the loud voices of two boys. He smiled and called out without realizing it.
This is also the seventh month to look forward to the sun. When you are in Jiuyuan, you should remember it clearly.
As I travel to Guangdong with a weak crown, you put on your clothes and mourn. After more than three years, I returned home covered with palace brocade. You came out from the east chamber holding the case, and the whole family stared and laughed. I don't remember where the words came from, but I probably said that I was admitted to the imperial examination in Chang'an, and sooner or later the messenger reported the news.
Although all these trivial matters are ancient traces, I will never forget them until I die. The old memories are filled with memories, and the sad thoughts are like shadows, which will disappear if they are forced.
I regret that I didn’t record the situation of Huanhuai at that time. However, you are no longer in the human world, so even if you can turn back time and be a child again, there will be no one left to prove it.
Your righteousness has surpassed the Gao family and you have returned. Grandma in the hall relies on your support; It is said that among the women, the least knowledgeable and elegant are the ones who understand the meaning of the scriptures. Your sister-in-law is not unkind, but she is lacking in this.
Therefore, although I am sad for you since you returned, I am actually happy for you. If I am four years older than you, or if the elder in the world dies first, I can leave it to you after my death, instead of asking you to go first.
I fell ill the year before last, and you spent the whole night trying to find out. If you lose one point, you will be happy, if you increase one point, you will be worried. Although I am on a short mission, I still have to die and have no entertainment. You come to the bedside and have a good time talking about the joyful and shocking things about the history of officials and wild people.
Woohoo! From now on, if I get sick again, where can I call you? Your illness is also harmless, I believe the doctor said it is harmless, and I am far away from Yangzhou. You were worried about me and stopped people from leaving. When your grief was at its peak, Grandma asked if Brother Wang had returned. Qiang Ying said: "No".
I have dreamed of your coming one day in advance. Knowing that I am not sure, I fly across the river by boat. If I don't return home in due time, you will have already given up your breath.
His limbs are still warm, and he has not closed his eyes, so he is still waiting for death. Wow, it hurts! If I had known that I would leave you, why would I be willing to travel far away? Even while traveling, I still have a few words in my mind that I want you to know and hear, so that you can plan your plans.
That’s it now! Unless I die, there will be no time to see you again. I don’t know when I will be able to see you when I die; and after death, there will be knowledge and ignorance, and I will not be able to see you, and it is difficult to understand the death.
But how could it be that we have such endless regrets? Human? And that’s it! I have published your poems; I have married your daughter; I have written a biography of your life; but I have not yet discovered your talent. The tomb is in Hangzhou, where the river is wide and deep, making it difficult to bury him. Therefore, I asked my mother to give her peace to you here, and then I offered sacrifices and sweeps.
Your daughter Ayin is buried next to it; there are two tombs under it, one for my grandfather's waiter, Zhu family, and the other for my brother's waiter, Tao family. The Yangshan mine is vast, looking to the south of Yuanxi and to the west of Qixia. In the wind and rain, morning and dusk, my soul has company, so I should not be lonely.
For those of you who have pity, since I read your poem about your crying nephew in the year of Wuyin, I still have no boy and two girls. After your birth, I only Zhou Xuer.
Although I am close to you, I don't dare to say that I am old, but my teeth are dangerous and bald. I know it secretly, and I know how many more days I will have in this world! A Pinyuan was an official in Henan, and he had no children, so the nine clans had no successors.
If you die, I will bury you. Who will bury me if I die? If you have a spirit, can you sue me? Alas! It is impossible to think about what is before you, and what is behind you is unknown; I will not hear your words when I cry for you, and I will not see you when I offer you food. Paper ashes are flying, the wind is strong, my brother has returned, and I still look back at you many times, so sad! Alas!
3. Sample poems for mother’s tombstone inscriptions
After a person passes away, if a tomb is to be erected, most of them must have a tombstone inscription. Tombstones generally include the name, place of origin, achievements, date of death, the name of the person who erected the tombstone, and their relationship with the deceased. The inscription should be written with respect and affection for the deceased.
Example:
1. Mother’s inscription
My late mother, Zhou XX, lived in Bingyin and Mengdong years. Receive poetry and learn to sew. The heart is as light as water, and the tenderness is as tender as a rainbow. Returned to my father in Jiawu, lived a hard life without any complaints, and managed the family diligently and successfully. Serve above and nurture below, be virtuous on the inside but bright on the outside. If you are hungry and have no food, you will help your neighbors in disaster; if you are cold and have no clothes, you will be poor. Give birth to four girls and one boy, be happy to teach with virtue, love to be guided by benevolence, and the people who will succeed you will be prosperous. When you work hard enough, you will be blessed, and when you wake up in Renshen Zhongqiu, you will die in your sleep. What a sad fate!
2. Inscription on the parents of Li XX
My late father’s name was Li XX. He was born in Bingchen on the twelfth day of the twelfth lunar month in 1916 and died on the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month in 1997. , died at the age of eighty-one. My father was born in a farming family. He received the teachings and blessings from his ancestors. He took farming as his career, foundation and dignity. He worked hard and took care of himself until he was old.
Be honest and honest with others, behave in a safe and orderly manner, be upright and not flattering, and be frugal and not extravagant. A lifetime of hard work, a lifetime of hard work. Eighty-one years have been ordinary, indifferent and indifferent to the world. He is worthy of the heaven and earth, honors his ancestors, and can be a strict father and teacher to his children.
4. Are there any very powerful poems and inscriptions?
The inscription of Tongwei Dao Jue
Man is the son of Tao, and Tao is the mother of man. A son who does not know his mother is said to be unfilial; a man who does not know the way is said to be extremely stupid. Therefore, the superiors can work diligently, but the inferiors can only laugh. Apostasy and pursuit of truth, from delusion to delusion. If a fish is in the water, water is its life; if a person is in the Tao, the Tao is life. If the Tao disappears, people will perish, and if the water is thirsty, the fish will be trapped. If you don't know, you are seeking the Tao, but you are seeking blessings and losing the truth. How wrong is it? Then he accumulates ill-gotten wealth and thinks of it as charity; he abandons the teaching of doing nothing and practices good deeds. Little do you know that doing good deeds and destroying evil is not worthy of invitation, and giving good deeds to help others is not worthy of seeking retribution! Those who seek the Way use their heart as their boat and their faith as their chariot. The purpose of a car lies in transportation, while the purpose of a boat lies in emptiness. Always take less than you need, don’t ask for more than you have. He who meditates without being tied up is an empty boat; he who exercises without being tired is like a chariot. Now I would like to tell you that the first words of my message are: don’t seek blessings when you give, and blessings will come to you; don’t be greedy for merit, and prepare your own merits; don’t turn your heart to evil, and the way will come to you. If you give to the Lord while asking for help, your blessings will not be enough; if you are greedy for merit while fasting, it is called lust; if you seek evil ways, you are called deaf and vulgar. Loyalty is the difference between a minister and filial piety. Weakness is the way to follow the path, and sincerity and respect are the masters of truth. No benefit to oneself, no harm to things. Not being greedy is a treasure, being content is a treasure. Maintain kindness and frugality on the inside, and be harmonious on the outside. Thinking about where the body comes from, it comes from the Tao, has little selfishness and few desires, and has a Yixin mind. If so, you can be a diligent person. What's wrong with you, what's wrong with you! Husband, the road is smooth and smooth, and it is not far from the body. If you cultivate it in the body, your virtue will be true. You should be careful about your body, cleanse your heart, nourish the five spirits inside, and unite the Qi outside; get rid of all evils, increase all kinds of goodness, live a long life, and bathe in the original wave. This is the end of the purport of the true scripture, and this is the end of immortality. What a surprise!