Poems about parents' fatigue 1. Poems about parents' fatigue

1, Yan Shi shows Liu barbary in Tang dynasty: Bai Juyi has two faces on the beam, dancing men and dancing 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.

Caterpillar is not easy to catch, and the yellow mouth has no heyday. 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 are dancing on 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! Old Yan, don't lament, you should think back to the past: think about when you were a milk swallow, you flew away, how much your parents missed when you abandoned them, and you will experience it today! 2, pre-Qin period: I am anonymous, I am 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! Look at that mugwort. 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! 3. Short songs in the Tang Dynasty: the days when Wang was born and was young.

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. When people are born, they are just like the rising sun.

Growth is always slow, but retrogression and weakness are very rapid. There are only 36 thousand days in a hundred years, so try to use it as half a day at night.

Singing and dancing need to be enjoyed early, because our health will only get worse every day. Others say that having children is good, but they don't know that having children will make them old early.

Travel with short songs, without music. 4. Modern four-character poem: Mao Zedong cried her mother's sudden death.

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. Precise mind, divided reason, divided feelings.

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.

The depth of parenting and the brilliance of spring. 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.

Shang Xiang! I deeply mourn for my mother, who died suddenly. She died at the age of 53 and gave birth to seven children.

Only three of the seven sons are left, namely Mao Zedong, Mao Zemin and Mao Zetan. The rest did not survive. They are two daughters and two men.

Raising our three brothers, my mother really suffered a lot. Physical injury and pain, so get sick.

Everything my mother has experienced in this life is a sad history. I can't bear to write it, just wait for me to talk slowly and gently.

What I want to say today is only two aspects. One is her virtue, and the other is her hidden pain or hatred.

My mother's aristocratic style, the first recommended is fraternity. No matter who is near or far away, she takes care of everyone.

She is kind and compassionate and has touched many people. Wherever her love goes, the essence is sincerity.

She never tells a lie and has no intention of deceiving others. She is strict and honest by nature, without any hypocrisy.

Everything she does by herself is in perfect order. Her mind is precise and meticulous, and she can distinguish between emotion and reason without taking it to heart.

There is nothing wrong with doing things. She can do anything.

2. Parents are very tired.

Looking at his father's face full of ravines, the years have left traces on his face, and his heart is like a soaked bean, swollen and painful!

Father sat in that high-backed leather chair, smoking a pipe. He looked tired and weak, sitting very low, as if he were going to collapse in a chair. That way, it seems that after three days and three nights of hard work, I can't hold on, and I am paralyzed here.

Mother spread out on the sofa, her head slightly lowered, and she closed her eyes with fatigue.

Mother sat on the grass like a pool of mud and had no strength to stand up. Her eyes are always dark and her gait is tired.

rack one's brains

exhaust

Travel and toil

Have been in trouble

Looks weak and tired.

3. What are the sentences that describe mother's tiredness?

These sentences are:

1, Tang Juyi's "Yan Shi Xian Liu Sao": 30 days of hard work, the mother is thin and young.

Interpretation: After thirty days of hard work, I lost my mother swallow and fattened Xiaoyan.

Mother Swallow would rather sacrifice her health, but also strive for time. She mumbles and brushes sweaters one by one with no regrets and full of expectations, so that her children can learn words as soon as possible, grow healthy and plump wings as soon as possible, and meet the unknown future.

2. The Book of Filial Piety by Xu Xi in Qing Dynasty: Parents are hard, especially mothers.

Interpretation: Parents are very hard, especially mothers.

Jiao's Ode to a Wanderer: The thread in the hands of a loving mother makes clothes for her wayward son.

Interpretation: This kind mother is holding a needle and thread in her hand, making new clothes for the children who are going to travel far away.

4. Dorothy enoch: Mother's dedication and dedication instilled great self-esteem in the boy. People who have this kind of self-esteem since childhood will never give up, but develop into confident adults. If you have this confidence, you can succeed if you work hard.

5. Ai Jun: Mother is a poem, full of diligence, kindness, pride and care; Mother is the first teacher for children to walk and teach them the social truth of being a man; The mother is the umbrella of the child's life, protecting the child's courage to go on in tempering; A mother is a child's backrest against wind and rain. When they return to their mother, they will be comforted and become strong.

4. Sentences describing parents' hard work

A few years ago, in order to subsidize stay-at-home mothers to set up a shop in partnership with others and do some small business. Mother still does manual labor day and night, just for a few dollars. After a hard day's work, my mother fell ill with cervical pain.

2. Mother has been unable to pick up the skirts on her shoulders with both hands, so slowly, perhaps to outsiders, she casually put the clothes on her shoulders again.

3. Under the scorching sun, sweat soaked her skirt drop by drop, and mother sat down by the river ditch and fell asleep leaning against the tree by the river ditch.

In order to take care of young children, mothers often can't have a good rest and their eyes are bloodshot.

My mother cooks breakfast for me in the morning, then washes clothes, comes home from school at noon and prepares meals and vegetables for me. When I got home at night, I excitedly told my mother interesting things in school. My mother turned around, her beautiful eyes were full of fatigue, but she listened to me quietly.

6. Mother bent down to pull weeds in the vegetable field, but didn't care about the big hair on her forehead-mother waited on this vegetable field carefully, hoping to exchange it for oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, together with our books and miscellaneous expenses.

7. Unexpectedly, the silhouette of the lonely lamp at night is Xiao, and the child is like a dumpling, and the child is soaring. You suddenly have frosty temples, skirts in spring and eyebrows in autumn.

8. Opening the photo album, I saw my mother's slim figure and delicate and beautiful face when she was young. Ruthless years have carved wrinkles on my mother's face, and now my mother has a slightly middle-aged woman's figure. Only then did I realize that we made my mother tired today.

9. The thin mother is the pillar of this family. She supports the whole family with her not-so-broad back. Her tired eyes and chapped hands are the result of her hard work.

10. Mom, please see me off at the station when you leave. Looking at you, I suddenly feel sad. You are only in your forties, but your hair is already gray and wrinkles have climbed up your face. Every gray hair, every wrinkle, is a testimony of your efforts for work and children!

1 1. Mom spread out on the sofa, her head slightly lowered, and she was so tired that she closed her eyes.

12. Mother's head is as white as snow, and years have left deep marks on her face.

13. Mom, tall, duck's nose is straight on her face. I have a straight nose in the corner of my eye. A few crow's feet are faintly visible in the corner of my eye, but there is also a clever look in my eyes.

14. My mother is in her thirties. The heavy burden of life made her lose her former style prematurely. Her rough sallow skin and silver hair make people feel that she is much older than her age.

15. Mother's old face, like a vegetable leaf that died the next day, is full of wrinkles!

16. Mother's wrinkled face is like a sand bucket of time, so powerless.

5. Sentences describing mother's fatigue

Mother spread out on the sofa, her head slightly lowered and her eyes closed wearily.

Mom has been unable to pick up the skirts under her shoulders with both hands, so slowly, perhaps to outsiders, she inadvertently put the clothes on her shoulders. In the hot sun, sweat soaked her skirt drop by drop. Mother fell asleep sitting by the river ditch. ..

In order to take care of young children, mothers often can't have a good rest and their eyes are bloodshot.

This morning, my mother made breakfast and woke me up. I got up slowly and only saw my mother's back. Suddenly I feel that my mother's back is a little bent. When did it start? When did my mother's black hair start to have more silver? Mother's white hands began to become rough, and her bright eyes began to blur. Time has left a mark on her mercilessly, like a meat cleaver, and she can never go back.

From morning till night, there is a busy person-mother. My mother cooks breakfast for me in the morning, then washes clothes and comes home from school at noon. Who prepared meals and vegetables for you? It's mom. When I got home at night, I excitedly told my mother about the interesting things in school. Her beautiful eyes are full of fatigue, but she still listens to you quietly.

My mother bent down to pull weeds in the vegetable field, but she didn't care to remove the big case hair from her forehead-my mother waited on this vegetable field carefully, hoping to exchange it for oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, together with our miscellaneous expenses. My mother bent down to pull weeds in the vegetable field, but she didn't care to get rid of the big case hair on her forehead.