1. About maternal love. Ancient poems of spring
Maternal love:
Wandering Son's Song
Tang Mengjiao
In the Hands of a Loving Mother Thread, wanderer's clothes. Before leaving, there is a tight gap,
I am afraid that I will return later. Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light.
Farewell to my mother
Huang Zhongze of the Qing Dynasty
Pulling up the curtains and worshiping my mother, I went to Heliang. I am worried in vain as my eyes 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.
"Fifteen"
Anshi, King of the Song Dynasty
Moved his mother to Han ditch and left Bai Hanyin at home.
When I heard about Du Yu in the bright moon, the north and the south were always concerned.
"Arriving Home at the End of the Year"
Jiang Shiquan of the Qing Dynasty
My love for my son is endless, and I am very happy to return home. The cold clothes are densely stitched, and the letters home are freshly inked.
When we meet, I pity the thin man, and call him to ask about his hardships. I feel ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh in the dust.
"Mother Farewell Son"
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Mother bids farewell to son, son bids farewell to mother, and the sound of crying is painful when there is no light in the day.
The general of Kansai Hsiliers, who defeated Xin Ce Xun last year.
The imperial edict gave two million in money, and Luoyang welcomed people like flowers.
New people welcome and old people abandon them, 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 people to walk and then to sit down.
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 me, 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.
"Remembering the Mother"
Ni Ruixuan
It is difficult for me to cross the river, and I don't know whether it is safe or not.
Tears of missing my loved ones sometimes drop in the dark, I’m afraid I’ll shed more tears for Si’er!
Spring
1. Spring Dawn (Meng Haoran)
Sleeping in spring without realizing the dawn,
I can hear the singing of birds everywhere.
The sound of wind and rain at night,
How many flowers have fallen
2. Yong Willow (He Zhizhang)
Jasper makes up a tree as high as a tree,
Thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down.
I don’t know who cut out the thin leaves.
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
3. The spring night is full of rain (Du Fu)
Good rain knows the season,
Spring will happen.
Sneak into the night with the wind,
Moisturizing things silently.
The wild paths are all dark with clouds,
The fire on the river boats is only bright.
Look at the red and wet place at dawn,
The official city is covered with flowers.
4. Qingming Festival (Du Mu)
It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival.
Pedestrians on the road want to die.
May I ask where the restaurant is?
The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance.
5. Peach Blossoms in Dalin Temple (Bai Juyi)
The beauty of April in the world is exhausted,
Peach Blossoms in Mountain Temple It begins to bloom.
I always regret that spring has nowhere to go,
I don’t know where to turn.
6. Late Spring (Han Yu)
The grass and trees know that spring will return soon,
All kinds of red and purple compete with each other.
The poplars and elm pods have no talent and thought,
They can only solve the problem of snow flying all over the sky.
I hope my answer satisfies you!
ps: Regarding maternal love, I think only "Youzi Yin" is commonly memorized. 2. About maternal love. Ancient poems about spring
Maternal love: "Youzi Yin" Tang Mengjiao The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the body of a wanderer.
Before leaving, I am afraid of returning late. Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light.
Farewell to My Mother Huang Zhongze of the Qing Dynasty I tied up my curtains and worshiped my mother by the river beam. I was worried for nothing as my eyes dried 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.
"Fifteen" King Anshi of the Song Dynasty sent his mother to Hangou and left Bai Hanyin at home. When the moon comes out and Du Yu is heard, the north and the south are always concerned.
"Arriving Home at the End of the Year" by Jiang Shiquan of the Qing Dynasty. My love for my son is endless, and I am happy to return home. The cold clothes are densely stitched, and the letters home are freshly inked.
When we meet, I pity the thin man, and call him to ask about his hardships. I feel ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh in the dust.
"Mother Farewell Son" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty Mother bid farewell to son, son bids farewell to mother, crying bitterly in the dark 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. "Remembering the Mother" Ni Ruixuan The river is difficult to navigate, so I can't cross it. I don't know whether safety is close or not.
I shed tears of missing my loved one in the dark, I only fear that I will shed more tears for my son! Spring 1. Spring Dawn (Meng Haoran) I sleep in spring without waking up, I can hear the singing of birds everywhere. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and I don’t know how many flowers have fallen. 2. Ode to Willows (He Zhizhang) The jasper is made up to a tree high, and thousands of green silk ribbons hang down. I don’t know who cuts the thin leaves. Come out, the spring breeze in February is like scissors. 3. Happy rain on a spring night (Du Fu) Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. It sneaks into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. The wild paths are dark with clouds, and the fire on the river boat is only bright. See red at dawn. In the wet place, the flowers are heavy in Jinguancheng. 4. Qingming (Du Mu) It rains heavily during Qingming, and passersby on the road want to die. I asked where the restaurant is, and the shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village. 5. Peach Blossoms in Dalin Temple (Bai Juyi) The world is full of beauty in April. At the end of the year, the peach blossoms in the mountain temple begin to bloom. I have always regretted returning to spring but have no place to find it, and I don’t know where to turn. 6. Late spring (Han Yu) The grass and trees know that spring will soon return, and all kinds of red and purple compete with each other. The poplars and elm pods have no talent and thought, but they can only solve the problem of snow all over the sky. Fei. I hope my answer will satisfy you! ps: Regarding maternal love, I think only "Wandering Son Yin" is easily memorized. 3. Poems about spring and mother
There is a person who will always occupy the softest place in your heart. You are willing to love her with your whole life; there is a kind of love that allows you to ask for it wantonly. , enjoy it, but don’t want anything in return from you... This person is called "mother", and this kind of love is called "maternal love"!
May 13th is Mother’s Day, which is the most unforgettable day in our hearts. This festival is a tribute to mothers and reminds us to always remember: be grateful to our mothers.
We are grateful to our mother for giving us the experience of life; we are grateful to our mother for making us thrive; we are grateful for the education and enlightenment that our mother has given us, allowing us to gain knowledge and strength; in our lives, There will always be difficulties and twists and turns. It is our mother who gives us care and help, and we should be even more grateful.
Gratitude is a comprehensive expression of a person’s love, conscience, kindness, sense of responsibility and loyalty. It is hard to imagine that a person who has no filial piety and no knowledge of repaying his parents who have worked so hard to raise him, no love and no respect for his teachers and classmates, what responsibility can he have for his company and his country in the future? How can a person who does not love his country, his family, or others be able to devote himself to building a bright future for his motherland?
There was a touching scene in the advertisement of a little boy washing his mother's feet, but in real life, is this something every child can do? "The kindness of a drop of water should be repaid with a spring of spring." We may sometimes miss a stranger's little care, but turn a blind eye to our mother's great love, dislike her nagging, or get angry over some trivial things... However, my mother will always be there. They silently supported us, patiently enlightened and educated us, and gave us support and encouragement.
Mother is as pure as jade and as exquisite as ivory carving. The life watered by maternal love brews pure beauty and fragrance. We should listen to our mother's nagging with a grateful heart, face her harshness sincerely, and understand her sunny inner world...
Let us start from today, starting from being filial to our mother. , learn to be grateful! Let us remember the common birthday of all mothers in the world, wash her feet once, give her a pat on her hard-working back, give her a warm hug, a warm blessing, and a grateful smile!
On this warm day, I wish all mothers in the world - Happy Mother's Day! A bouquet of carnations and the words "Mom, thank you for your hard work" can put a bright smile on mother's cheeks! Let us give our mothers a little more consideration and care, so that our mothers and our homes will be filled with happiness and harmony, and we will usher in real growth!
Here, I would like to quote a poem to end: A child's growth is the mother's hope for rebirth; a child's failure is the mother's bitter tears; a child's success is the mother's happy smile.
Classmates, for the sake of mother’s smile and for tomorrow’s harvest, let you and I have great ambitions without worrying about them! 4. Are there any poems about mother or spring?
There is a person who will always occupy the softest place in your heart. You are willing to love her with your whole life; there is a kind of love that makes you wanton. Ask for and enjoy without asking for anything in return... This person is called "mother", and this kind of love is called "maternal love"!
May 13th is Mother’s Day, which is the most unforgettable day in our hearts. This festival is a tribute to mothers and reminds us to always remember: be grateful to our mothers.
We are grateful to our mother for giving us the experience of life; we are grateful to our mother for making us thrive; we are grateful for the education and enlightenment that our mother has given us, allowing us to gain knowledge and strength; in our lives, There will always be difficulties and twists and turns. It is our mother who gives us care and help, and we should be even more grateful.
Gratitude is a comprehensive expression of a person’s love, conscience, kindness, sense of responsibility and loyalty. It is hard to imagine that a person who has no filial piety and no knowledge of repaying his parents who have worked so hard to raise him, no love and no respect for his teachers and classmates, what responsibility can he have for his company and his country in the future? How can a person who does not love his country, his family, or others be able to devote himself to building a bright future for his motherland?
There was a touching scene in the advertisement of a little boy washing his mother's feet, but in real life, is this something every child can do? "The kindness of a drop of water should be repaid with a spring of spring." We may sometimes miss a stranger's little care, but turn a blind eye to our mother's great love, dislike her nagging, or get angry over some trivial things... However, my mother will always be there. They silently supported us, patiently enlightened and educated us, and gave us support and encouragement.
Mother is as pure as jade and as exquisite as ivory carving. The life watered by maternal love brews pure beauty and fragrance. We should listen to our mother's nagging with a grateful heart, face her harshness sincerely, and understand her sunny inner world...
Let us start from today, starting from being filial to our mother. , learn to be grateful! Let us remember the common birthday of all mothers in the world, wash her feet once, give her a pat on her hard-working back, give her a warm hug, a warm blessing, and a grateful smile!
On this warm day, I wish all mothers in the world - Happy Mother's Day! A bouquet of carnations and the words "Mom, thank you for your hard work" can put a bright smile on mother's cheeks! Let us give our mothers a little more consideration and care, so that our mothers and our homes will be filled with happiness and harmony, and we will usher in real growth!
Here, I would like to quote a poem to end: A child's growth is the mother's hope for rebirth; a child's failure is the mother's bitter tears; a child's success is the mother's happy smile. Classmates, for the sake of mother’s smile and for tomorrow’s harvest, let you and I have great ambitions without worrying about them! 5. Famous quotes, verses, and ancient poems about spring or mother [Write the author]
Gonchar’s famous saying: A mother’s love will never dry up. This shows that maternal love is very great and is always 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 root. 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 come from my mother. (Gorky)
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 call of mother. (Dante)
6 A loving mother’s arms are made of love, how can a child not feel sweet sleeping 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 a very 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 Wherever you are, Mom, that is the happiest place (UK)
15 Maternal love is the greatest power in the world (Mill)
16 Everything else in the world is false and empty. Only mother is real, eternal and immortal. (India)
17 The mother in memory! My dearest lover, you are all my joy and all my friendship. (France)
18 How strong, selfish, and feverishly occupying our entire heart is maternal love (Duncan)
19 In the mouth and heart of the child, mother is God. (UK)
20 Maternal love is the most beautiful of human emotions, because this emotion is not mixed with selfishness (France)
21 Although women are fragile, mothers are Be strong (France)
22 Without the help of selfless, self-sacrificing maternal love, the child's soul will be a desert. (UK)
The 30-year-old robe still exists, although the collar is torn and warm.
It is heavily sewn and cannot be removed lightly, and there are traces of old threads on it.
All the glory and pride in the world comes from my mother.
There is one of the most beautiful sounds in the world, and that is the call of mother.
One of the most beautiful things in life is maternal love. This is selfless love, and morality pales in comparison.
Wherever you are, Mom, that is the happiest place
Everything else in the world is false and empty, only mother is real, eternal, and immortal of.
In the mouth and heart of the child, the mother is God.
Maternal love is the most beautiful of human emotions, because this emotion is not mixed with the heart of profit and wealth
Wandering Son Yin Mengjiao
The thread in the hands of a loving mother, Wandering Son T-shirt.
Before leaving, I am afraid of returning late.
Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring. 6. What are the poems about spring?
I sleep in spring without realizing the dawn, and hear the singing of birds everywhere.
(Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
2. Whoever speaks the heart of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring.
(Meng Jiao: "Wandering Son's Song")
3. Red beans grow in the south, and a few branches will bloom in spring. I hope you will pick more of them, this is the most loved thing.
(Wang Wei: "Lovesickness")
4. Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.
(Du Fu: "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night")
5. The wild fire will not burn out, but the spring breeze will blow it again.
(Bai Juyi: (Farewell with ancient grass))
6. Plant one grain of millet in spring and harvest ten thousand grains in autumn.
(Li Shen: "Compassion for the Farmers")
7. The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation.
(Du Fu: "Spring Hope")
8. Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers.
(Gong Zizhen: (Miscellaneous Poems of Jihai))
9. I don’t know who cuts the thin leaves, the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
(He Zhizhang: "Ode to the Willow")
10. The garden is filled with spring scenery and cannot be contained, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall.
(Ye Shaoweng: "Visiting the Garden Is Not Worth It")
11. When spring comes, all things will shine.
(Han Yuefu: "Long Song Xing")
12. In front of the Huangshi Pagoda, the river is east, and the spring light is lazy and leaning on the breeze
(Du Fu: "The River" 13. The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as a crisp, but the color of grass looks far away but not up close. The most beautiful thing about spring is that it is better than smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.
(Han Yu's "Early Spring Presents Zhang Shiba Yuanwailang of the Ministry of Water")
14. 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.
(Bai Juyi: "Remembering the South of the Yangtze River")
15. Flowers are flying everywhere in the spring city, and the east wind keeps the willows from falling. (Han Hong gt;)
16. Spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they are dead, and wax torches will not dry until they turn into ashes and tears.
(Li Shangyin: "Untitled")
17. Let the spring fragrance rest at will, and the king and grandson can stay.
(Wang Wei's "Dwelling in the Mountains in Autumn")
18. There is no need to fight for spring, but for a while, everyone will be jealous. Scattered into mud and crushed into dust, only the fragrance remains the same.
(Lu You:)
19. Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows? The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass.
(He Zhizhang: "Ode to the Willows")
20. The spring tide brings rain in a hurry, and no one can cross the wild crossing.
(Wei Yingwu: "Chuzhou West Stream")
21. The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring stream. 7. Who can post 6 different ancient poems (about maternal love and spring)
The Wandering Son's Song - Meng Jiao (Tang Dynasty) The thread in the hands of a loving mother, and the clothes on the wandering boy's body.
Before leaving, I am afraid of returning late. Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light.
Sending Mother Back to Hometown" "The parking of the car made me look like a prisoner of Chu. I felt sad and my tears were stuck in my throat.
My loving mother was seriously ill and wanted to see a famous doctor. I am in a hurry to pick up the car, but the sky will not spare me! Mother's love has nothing to offer, so what more can I ask for in life? "The ancient poem "Chunxiao" (Meng Haoran) describes the spring. I can't feel the dawn in spring. I can hear the singing of birds everywhere. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and I don't know how many descriptions there are of falling flowers! An ancient poem about willows in spring (He Zhizhang) The jasper tree is as high as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down. I don’t know who cut out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. An ancient poem describing spring is "happy rain on a spring night" (Du Fu) A good rain knows the season, when Spring is happening. It sneaks into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. The wild paths are all dark with clouds, and the fires on the river boats are only bright. Look at the red and wet places at dawn, and the flowers are heavy in the official city. An ancient poem describing spring, Birdsong Stream (Wang Wei) Human Leisure The sweet-scented osmanthus falls, the night is quiet in the spring mountain sky. The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring streams. An ancient poem describing spring, Qingming (Du Mu). Rains fall heavily during the Qingming season, and passersby on the road want to die. I asked where the restaurant is, and the shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village. . The ancient poem "Peach Blossoms of Dalin Temple" describing spring (Bai Juyi) The fragrance of April in the world is gone, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom. I have always regretted that I can't find a place to return to spring, and I don't know where to turn.