Famous quotes and poems about filial piety
Poetry:
Wandering Son's Song
Tang Meng Jiao
Thread in the Hands of a Loving Mother , wanderer's shirt.
Before leaving, I am worried that I will return later.
Whoever speaks an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring.
Farewell to my mother
Qing Huang Zhongze
Pull the curtains to pay homage to my mother and go to the 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 having children at this time was worse than having none.
"Fifteen"
Song Dynasty King Anshi
went 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"
Qing Dynasty Jiang Shiquan
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, we 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"
Tang Bai Juyi
Mother bids farewell to son, son bids farewell to mother, crying bitterly in the absence of light during the day.
The general of the Kansai Hussars, Xin Ce Xun was captured last year.
With the imperial decree of two million yuan, Luoyang welcomed people like flowers.
The new man welcomes the old man and abandons him, 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, but it is sad to leave two children in your family.
In the beginning, he helped to walk, and in the beginning, he sat down. He cried while sitting and held people's clothes while he was walking.
The new Yanwan of your wife has 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.
It should be like the peach and plum trees in the garden, the flowers falling on the branches with the wind.
Newcomers, newcomers, listen to my words, Luoyang Unlimited Red Mansion Girl.
I hope the general will be able to make more contributions and that there will be new people better than you.
"Mo Xuan Tu"
Yuan Wangmian
The bright day lily flowers grow under the North Hall.
The south wind blows his heart, shaking it for whom?
A loving mother leans on her door with love, but a wanderer’s journey is painful.
Every day the sweet message is sparse, and the sound is blocked every day.
Looking up at the cloud forest, I feel ashamed to hear the words of the wise bird.
Sending my mother back to her hometown
Li Shangyin
I stopped and looked around, making me a prisoner of Chu.
Sentimentality arose from it, and tears choked my throat.
My loving mother Fang is seriously ill and wants to see a famous doctor.
I am in a hurry to pick up the car, but God will not spare me!
If there is nothing in return for maternal love, what more can we ask for in life!
Ciwu cries at night
Bai Juyi
Ciwu lost his mother and uttered a mournful voice hoarsely.
Never fly away day or night, keeping the old forest for many years.
It cries at midnight every night, and anyone who hears it is Zhanjin.
The voice is like telling, but the heart of giving back is not fulfilled.
How can a hundred birds have no mother? You alone are deeply sad.
It should be that the mother is kind and caring, so that you will not accept your sorrow.
In the past there was a man named Wu Qi, whose mother died and did not come.
What a shame, my disciples, their hearts are not as good as those of a bird.
Ciwu is the most famous among birds.
"The Book of Songs·Bei Feng·Kaifeng"
The kaifeng comes from the south and blows the thorny heart. The heart of the thorn is young, and the mother's family is tired.
The glorious wind comes from the south, blowing away the thorny firewood. My mother is holy and kind, and I have no one to ask for.
Is there a cold spring in love? Under the dredging. He has seven children, and his mother works hard.
The yellow bird carries its sound. If you have seven children, don’t comfort your mother’s heart.
Translation:
The gentle breeze comes from the south, blowing in the heart of the jujube tree. The heart of the tree is still thin and delicate, but my mother is really hardworking.
The gentle breeze comes from the south, blowing on the thick branches of wild jujube. My mother is sensible and virtuous, but I cannot repay her in return.
Hanquan Cold Spring has cool water, and its source is in the dredged soil. Even though she has seven sons, her mother still works very hard.
The little oriole is singing, the sound is melodious and beautiful. Even if she has seven sons, she cannot comfort her loving mother's heart.
"Showing Old Clothes"
The 30-year-old silk robe still exists, although the collar is torn but still warm.
It is heavily sewn and cannot be removed lightly, and there are old thread marks on it.
"Memory of the Mother"
Ni Ruixuan
The river is difficult to navigate, so I can't cross it. I don't know whether it is safe or not.
I shed tears of longing for my relatives all the time, but I’m afraid I will shed more tears for my children!
"The Poems of Yan Revealed to Liu Sou"
Bai Juyi
There are two swallows on the beam, a male and a female.
Holding mud between two rafters, four children were born in a nest.
Si'er's days and nights are long, and he is asking for food diligently.
Cat worms are difficult to catch, and the yellow mouth has no period of satiety.
Although the claws are thirsty, the mind is not tired.
It takes only ten seconds to come and go, as if I am afraid of hunger in the nest.
After thirty days of hard work, the mother becomes thinner and the chick becomes fatter.
Mutter the words and brush the sweaters one by one.
Once its wings are fully fledged, it leads to the branches of the garden.
Lift your wings without looking back, and fly in all directions with the wind.
The male and female scream in the air, but they never come back.
But I fell into an empty nest, chirping sadly all night long.
Don’t be sad, Yan Yan. You should go back and think about yourself.
Si'er is a young bird, flying high and carrying his mother on his back.
My parents thought about it then, but you should know it today.
Yu Zhang Xing
Li Bai
Hu Feng blows on behalf of the horse and supports Luyang Pass in the north.
Wu soldiers shine on the sea and snow, when will they return to the west?
Halfway to Liaojin, Huang Yun looked miserable.
The old mother said goodbye to her son, calling to the sky among the wild grass.
The white horses circled the flags, screaming and chasing each other.
The white poplars fall early in the Yuzhang Mountains when the autumn moon is bitter.
I was originally from the Xiu Ming Dynasty, and I never had time to kill prisoners.
How dare you die in battle to wipe out the evil and stubbornness for the king?
The spirit of the stone is not in Yu, so it is not afraid of danger and hardship.
The building boats are like whales flying, and the waves are swaying in Luoxing Bay.
This song cannot be played, and the three armies have spots on their temples.
Go west to Cimu's Tomb
Tang Chen Quji
The sun's shadow is dim on the high mountain top, and there are few birds sitting alone at dusk.
In the forest, I was dripping wine and weeping, but I didn’t see Ding Ning telling me to go home early.
Returning to the old mountains and leaving Mengjiao behind
Tang Baorong
There is no sharp edge in choosing wood, and there is no skill in envying fish. How to fail to measure your capabilities and end up in poverty in the middle.
The former is never tired of farming and never leaves his relatives for a day. Now that I am thousands of miles away, my heart is not in my body.
She has a loving motherly heart and only wishes that she can be like a human being. How much sericulture can be done, and the clothes are always new.
Who can see such diligence when he spits out ruler silk after eating. The other king went back to his plowing, holding fire to burn the wheels.
Wuyehao
Li Qunyu of the Tang Dynasty
Separated by waves across Mengzhu, one can see the green maple forest. There are birds among them, and they sing sadly at dawn.
It was a dark time, and the sky was dark, and the fields were filled with mist and rain. If you hear Sheng Li crying, the sound is heartbreaking.
The quiet night is long, and the sound of mourning is heard in the empty mountains. Don't listen to the guests from far away. I sit there and worry about the invasion of flowers.
Since it is not the soul of Emperor Shu, it is probably a bird from Huanshan. The four sons were scattered, but the mother's voice still remains to this day.
"Thinking of My Mother"
Yu Gong of the Tang Dynasty
My clothes are wet with tears of reed flowers when frost falls,
The old man no longer leans on the firewood leaf.
In May last year, during the yellow plum rains,
Zeng Dian returned home from shopping for rice.
Famous Quotes:
The way to raise a filial son is to be happy with his heart and not against his ambition. ——"Book of Rites"
There are three types of filial piety: first, respecting relatives, secondly, not being humiliated, and secondly, being able to support. ——"Book of Rites"
It is important to know the age of your parents. One is for joy, the other is for fear. ——"The Analects of Confucius"
Meng Wubo asked about filial piety, and Confucius said: "Parents are only worried about their illness." ——"The Analects of Confucius·Wei Zheng"
What parents love is also loved. Respect what your parents respect. ——Confucius
The elders and the younger are in order. ——Mencius
When I am old, I am in harmony with others; when I am young, I am in harmony with others. The world can be transported in the palm of your hand. ——Mencius
The most important thing for a filial son is to respect his relatives. ——Mencius
Only being filial to your parents can relieve your worries. ——Mencius
Father and son are related, monarch and ministers are righteous, husband and wife are different, elders and children are related, and friends are trustworthy. ——Mencius
Which one is greater? It is the greatest thing to do things closely; to protect oneself, which one is greater? Keep your body intact. I have heard of those who can serve their relatives without losing their bodies; I have not heard of those who can serve their relatives without losing their bodies. What's wrong? Serving relatives is the foundation of everything; who doesn't keep it? Keeping oneself is the foundation of keeping oneself. ——Mencius
The true form of benevolence is to serve relatives; the true form of righteousness is to obey elder brothers. ——Mencius
If you don’t get closeness, you can’t be a human being; if you don’t get closeness, you can’t be a son.
——Mencius