A loving mother loves her son and asks nothing in return. Liu An [Korea]

In October, the baby is heavy and the reward is light. Song of exhorting filial piety

One-foot-three baby, ten years and eight years' work. Song of exhorting filial piety

The mother said that the child was lying dry and the mother was asleep and wet. Song of exhorting filial piety

The mother's bitter son has not seen it yet, and the child's mother is uneasy. Song of exhorting filial piety

My mother is one hundred years old and often reads eighty children. Song of exhorting filial piety

With a loving mother, the prodigal son does not feel cold. Song of exhorting filial piety

I didn't know my parents when I loved them. Children's language

The old white-headed mother hid her face and cried bitterly, and her shirt sleeves were torn. Han Yu

When the mother instrument hangs down, it is bright and the night platform is silent. Motto collection

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? [Tang] Meng Jiao

Yesterday, Meng Mu chose a neighbor. In Mencius' laziness, she cut the cloth. Three Character Classic

Mother, the first relative in the world; Motherly love is the first love in the world. Strict words

The only unpolluted love in the world is maternal love. Strict words

When you succeed, everyone is a friend. But only mother-she is the partner of failure. zheng zhenduo

Mourn for my parents and give birth to me. The Book of Songs

What's wrong with having no father? What's wrong with not having a mother? The Book of Songs

A father's virtue is a son's legacy. Strict words

Parents are highly respected; Give children a good education. Motto couplets

Don't be happy with children, and don't sigh without children. Han Yu

Everyone knows that it is good to have boys and girls, but they don't know that men and women will make people old. Wang Jian

All parents in the world; The rarest person in the world, brother. Motto Lian Bi

Being a parent is the best in the world; Being a child is the greatest filial piety in the world. Motto Lian Bi

My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed to me, caressed me, nurtured me, nursed me, cared for me and answered me. The Book of Songs

Father is not kind, son is not filial; A brother who is not a friend is disrespectful; If the husband is unfair, the woman will be unhappy. Yan Zhitui [Southern and Northern Dynasties]

There are no virtuous fathers and brothers in life, no strict teachers and friends outside, and few people can succeed. [Song] Lv Gongzhu

Parents do whatever they want, and I will continue to describe it; I cherish the thoughts of those parents. Motto Lian Bi

In the eyes of parents, children are often a part of themselves, and children are his ideal chance to start over. Fei Xiaotong

I was trapped in prison when I parked the car. 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! Send mom home.

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 "Selected Poems of Yan"

The old white-headed mother hid her face and cried bitterly, and her shirt sleeves were torn. Han Yu's Whose Son is Selected

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's Tenth Five-Year Plan

I went to worship the mother river beam, and I was worried about my tears. This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time. Huang Jingren's "Don't be an old mother"

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. Jiang Shiquan's Home at the End of the Year

First frost, Lu Hua, tears wet her skirt, bald and helpless. Last May, Huang Meiyu Zeng Dian returned to his hometown as a cassock. Yu Gong's Missing Mother

The river is too wide to sail, so I don't know if it is safe. When I am in the dark, I am afraid I will cry more! Ni Ruizhen's Mother Memory

Praise mother's famous words and quips

All the glory and pride in the world come from mothers. (Gorky)

Motherly love is a huge flame. (romain rolland)

There is one of the most beautiful voices in the world, and that is the mother's call. (Dante)

Mom, where you are, you are the happiest place. (UK)

A loving mother's arm is made of love. How can a child sleep in it without sweetness? (Hugo)

The sweetest word a person's lips can utter is mom, and the most beautiful 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)

How strong, selfish and fanatical is maternal love, occupying the feelings of our whole soul. (Duncan)

In the child's mouth and heart, the mother is God. (UK)

How similar mothers all over the world are! Their hearts are always the same. Every mother has a very pure heart. (Whitman)

2. What are the poems or famous sayings about "parental love"? 1. The loving mother holds the center line and the wandering son is dressed neatly. I'm afraid I'll be late when I leave. -Meng Jiao's Wandering Sons

2. My father's books were full of baskets, and the bus entangled me. -Shi Qisheng's Writing Huai

3. In October, the baby is heavy, and the third life is light. -"Song of Persuading Filial Piety"

I'm going to worship my mother's river beam, and I'm worried about my tears. -"Don't be an old mother"

5. When the mother instrument hangs down, it is the bright tube and the quiet night platform. -"aphorisms"

6. In Meng Mu yesterday, I chose a neighbor. In Mencius' laziness, she cut the cloth. -"Saint Amethyst"

7. Take care of me and reply to me. -The Book of Songs

8. Love goes through a lot of hardships. I know my parents? -"Children's Language"

9. I was in Meng Mu yesterday. I chose a neighbor. In Mencius' laziness, she cut the cloth. -"Saint Amethyst"

10, the old white-headed mother hid her face and cried, and her sleeves were broken. -Han Yu's Whose Son

3. What are the poems about thanking parents? 1. A wandering poet is a thread in the hands of a loving mother, making clothes for her 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. 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 bitterly, and her shirt sleeves were torn.

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 has a high wind and advocates fraternity.

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. Deep upbringing, beautiful spring scenery.

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.

4. In the poem praising "parents' love", what is heaven and earth as a family, where ten thousand people live? Parents love it very much, so it is wise to produce and raise it.

Although I am a gentleman, I am close to my chest. Therefore, the heart of a saint is extremely sad and daunting.

I dare not work during the day and night games. This means that if you forget, you will be imprisoned for 10 thousand lives.

Who can point out the failure of Si Long and Zou Lu?

-Song Dynasty poet sent two poems of Fan Shaoyue to Anshi.

Xiang Anshi (1 129- 1208) (the date of birth is calculated according to my wife's birthday (Wushen) in Volume IV of this episode [the sixth rank of the laity in the New Year]), with the word Pingfu (one is Pingfu), the number Ping An, and the first one contains Cang (now Lishui, Zhejiang). I can write poetry at the age of seven. In the second year of Xiaozong Xichun (1 175), he was a scholar and transferred to Shao as a professor. At that time, Zhu was appointed as a teacher in eastern Zhejiang, studying reason and righteousness. Zhu recommended him as an admonition officer. Guangzong Shao Xi spent four years (1 193), and served as a school bookkeeper and record examiner for five years (volume 9 of Preface to the Pavilion of Southern Song Dynasty).

5. What sentences describe "parents love us"? 1. Qian Qian has done it countless times for you.

2. If there is any reason in the world that there is no regretful love, it is the love of parents.

The bald old mother hid her face and cried, and her shirt sleeves were broken. Han Yu

4. When the mother instrument hangs down, it is the bright tube and the quiet night platform. Motto collection

The thread in the hand of a kind-hearted mother makes clothes for her 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? [Tang] Meng Jiao

6. Meng Mu once chose a neighbor. In Mencius' laziness, she cut the cloth. Three Character Classic

7. Mother, the first relative in the world; Motherly love is the first love in the world. Strict words

8. The only unpolluted love in the world is maternal love. Strict words

9. When you succeed, everyone is a friend. But only mother-she is the partner of failure. zheng zhenduo

10. Mourn my parents and give birth to me. The Book of Songs

1 1. What can I do without my father and mother? The Book of Songs

12. A father's virtue is his son's legacy. Strict words

13. Parents are highly respected; Give children a good education. Motto couplets

14. Don't be happy with children, and don't sigh without children. Han Yu

15. Everyone knows that it is good to have boys and girls, but they don't know that men and women will make people old. Wang Jian

16. All parents in the world; The rarest person in the world, brother. Motto Lian Bi

17. Being a parent is the best in the world; Being a child is the greatest filial piety in the world. Motto Lian Bi

18. My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed, caressed, nurtured and nurtured me.

19. Take care of me and reply to me. The Book of Songs

20. The father is not kind and the son is not filial; A brother who is not a friend is disrespectful; If the husband is unfair, the woman will be unhappy. Yan Zhitui [Southern and Northern Dynasties]

6. What poems 1 and wandering sons express parents' hope for us?

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?

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human

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.

3. Missing Mother

Song Dynasty: Gong Yu

Frost flowers and reeds shed tears and wet clothes, and their bald heads have no more to lean on.

Last May, Huang Meiyu Zeng Dian returned to his hometown as a cassock.

4. "Give money to father"

Tang Dynasty: Guan Xiu

Your strength is not free, and it is difficult to recover the twins.

Three thousand guests are drunk, and fourteen States have a sword frost.

The drum horn is exposed to the sky, the air is cool, and the wind and waves move mountains and mountains in autumn.

The southeast will always be Jin Tianzhu, and he envied Wan Huhou at that time.

5. "This play is Father Kong Yi."

Song Dynasty: Huang Tingjian

Whether he eats meat or not, Kong Fangxiong has a dear John letter.

The function of the article is not practical, why not compose dewdrops?

School books and works are often taken away, but you can still get on the bus and ask what to do.

I suddenly remembered the monk's bed and the picnic meal, and dreamed of going to East Lake with Qiu Yan.

7. What love poems does mother have about "the love of parents"?

The modern poem "Motherly Love" expresses the wanderer's yearning and praise for his mother who is far away from home. Author: Jingxin Pavilion, an unknown poet. Published on: 201May 7 10.

The full text of the poem Motherly Love

Mom is like the morning star at night.

When I lost my way

You will blink in the mirror.

Illuminate my hesitation

Go toward the light

Mom-

You are the warm sun in winter.

When I'm lonely and helpless,

Always give me encouragement and support,

Give me love, give me confidence

Mom-

Your love is as deep as the sea.

Boundless, vast.

Sprinkle all over my life

Since then, it has been different.

Mom-

You are always busy for me.

No pain, no regrets

It's the annual Mother's Day again.

I want to say ... ...

Mom, you have worked hard.

Unfilial me

I wish you peace and happiness with poetry!

8. What are the poems about "maternal love"? 1. Thread in the hands of a kind-hearted mother, making clothes for her wayward son.

2. Bow down to the mother river beam and weep in vain. My father gave birth to me and my mother bowed to me.

I love my son endlessly, and I am glad to go home. 5. Be pity when you meet each other, and ask for it.

6. A loving mother leans on the door, but a wanderer is difficult. 7. Men and women sing in the air, but their voices don't return.

8. Old mothers and children ignore each other. 1. Thread in the hands of a kind-hearted mother, making clothes for her wayward son.

From Meng Jiao's Ode to a Wanderer, the original poem is: The thread in the hands of a loving mother makes 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? 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. "Bow down to the mother river beam and cry."

From Huang Jingren's Farewell to Old Mother, the original poem reads: Pull up the curtain, go to the mother's river beam, be carefree and watch the tears dry. This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time.

Because I'm going to He Liang to make a living, I opened the curtain and reluctantly said goodbye to my old mother. Seeing my white-haired mother, my tears stopped and 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. "My father gave birth to me and my mother bowed to me." From the pre-Qin "Guo E", the original poem is: Guo E, bandits me Artemisia.

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. It is a pity that the bottle is used up.

It is better to die for a long time than to live with fresh people. What if there is no father? What can I do without my mother? Get a shirt when you go out, and you're exhausted when you go in.

My father gave birth to me and my mother bowed to me. Caress me, feed me, nurture me, nurture me, take care of me, go in and out of my stomach.

The virtue of wanting to repay kindness. Heaven is so chaotic! Nanshan is fierce and the wind is blowing.

I don't care, I'm alone! Nanshan method, drifting with the wind. Everyone is in the valley, I'm not alone! You see, 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! It is a shame to fill the bottle with water, because the bottom of the bottle is empty.

Living alone is boring. Might as well die early. What can I rely on without my real father? What do you depend on without your own mother? Going out for a walk is sad, and getting started is at a loss.

Dad, you gave birth to me. Mom, you raised me. You protect me, love me, support my growth, nurture me, think that I don't want to leave me, go out and hug me.

I want to repay my parents' kindness, and the disasters in the old society are unpredictable! The height of Nanshan is hard to surpass, and the biting wind is daunting. Everyone has no misfortune. Why am I the only one who was robbed? Nanshan Mountain is too high to cross, the wind is biting and shivering.

Everyone has no misfortune, so I can't be the only one! 4. "I love my son endlessly and I am happy to go home." From Jiang Shiquan's "Home at the End of the Year/Home at the End of the Year", the original poem is: I love my son endlessly, and I am happy to get 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. There is no end to loving your son, and the happiest thing is that the wanderer returns in time.

The stitches for sewing the cold clothes are dense, and the handwriting and ink on the family letter are as new as new. Seeing that my son has lost weight, my mother felt distressed and called me to ask about the difficulty of the journey.

Mom, my son has always been ashamed of you. He won't have the heart to tell the story of his wandering. 5. "I was poor and thin when I met you, and I asked for it."

From Jiang Shiquan's "Home at the End of the Year/Home at the End of the Year", the original text is: I love my son endlessly, and I am happy to get 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.

There is no end to loving your son, and the happiest thing is that the wanderer returns in time. The stitches for sewing the cold clothes are dense, and the handwriting and ink on the family letter are as new as new.

Seeing that my son has lost weight, my mother felt distressed and called me to ask about the difficulty of the journey. Mom, my son has always been ashamed of you. He won't have the heart to tell the story of his wandering.

6. "A loving mother leans on the door, but it is difficult for a wanderer." From Wang Mian's "The First Picture of Xuan Mo", the original poem is: Colorful Hemerocallis, 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. Bright daylily flowers were 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.

7. "Men and women sing in pairs, and the sound does not return." It comes from Bai Juyi's Yan Shi Xiu Liu Chao. The original poem is: There is Shuang Yan on the beam, dancing men and 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.

Paws are eager for us, but they are not tired. For a moment, I was afraid of hunger in my nest.

After 30 days of hard work, mom's skinny chicken is getting fatter and fatter. Muttering, brushing sweaters one by one.

Once the wings are formed, lead them to the branch of the court. Raise your wings and fly in the wind without looking back.

Men and women sing in the air, but their voices don't return. But to enter the empty nest and sing all night.

Yan Yan, don't be sad, but think about yourself. Imagine yourself as a young day, flying high and carrying your mother.

At that time, my parents thought that I should know today. A Shuang Yanzi, a male and a female came up from the roof.

Mud nest in the middle of the rafters, a nest gave birth to four little swallows. Four milk swallows grow day and night, and the crying of begging can't stop.

Caterpillar is not easy to catch, Xiaoyan seems to have never had enough to eat. Shuang Yan grabbed it with his paws, held it in his mouth, and worked tirelessly with all his strength.

After a while, I turned back and forth ten times, afraid of starving Xiaoyan in the nest. After thirty days of hard work, I lost my mother swallow and fattened Xiaoyan.

Muttered and kept teaching Xiaoyan pronunciation, combing one by one. Xiaoyan, once full of feathers, was led to the branches of the courtyard without looking back and fluttered around with the wind.

Shuang Yan, male and female, shouted in the air, screaming at the top of his lungs, but couldn't get it back. I had to go back to the empty nest and cry all night! Lao Yan, don't lament, you should remember the past.

Think about when you were a swallow, and you flew away, too. Your parents were so worried when you abandoned them. Today, you should experience it! 8. "The old mother and the child are separated, and the grass is crying." From Li Bai.