1. Tianjia

Tang Dynasty: Nie Yizhong

Father plowed the field, son? The mountain is barren.

before June's harvest, the government has repaired the warehouse.

Vernacular translation

Father tills the fields in the mountains, and his son opens up wasteland at the foot of the mountains.

In the June season, the rice in Tanaka has not yet headed,

And the official tax collection warehouse has already been repaired and is waiting to be collected.

2. Sorrow gathers

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

recalled that he was still a child at the age of fifteen and was as healthy as a yellow calf.

pears and jujubes are ripe in August before the court, and trees can return a thousand times a day.

Now that it's 5, there are only a few rows to stand on.

a strong master laughs for his master, and a sad life is a collection of worries.

the entrance is still empty, and my old wife sees me in the same color.

The idiot didn't know the father-son ceremony, so he called him angry, begging for food, and calling him the door east.

Translation

When I was young, I was carefree, healthy and energetic. I was really full of vigor.

When the pear and jujube are ripe, Du Fu, a teenager, frequently goes up the tree to pick them, at least once a day.

But I think that because of old age and weakness, it is inconvenient to move, so I sit and lie more and walk less.

I don't want to bow my head and lower my eyebrows all my life, but I smile and greet my master when I get old. I can't help but feel sad and full of sadness.

when I entered the house, the walls were still empty, and my family had no surplus grain and was as poor as a church mouse. An old married couple, relatively silent, with a worried and tired face.

Only idiots are naive and hungry, crying angrily at the kitchen door in the east and begging for food.

3. Crossing the Liao River

Tang Dynasty: Wang Jian

crossed the Liao River and went to Xianyang for five thousand miles.

when I came, my parents knew that they were separated from each other, and it was like dying to pay attention to clothes.

There are also white bones returning to Xianyang, and each family has its own hometown.

I'm not going back to the ferry, and I'm staying in Malaysia to see the Liao River.

Translation

Leaving Xianyang, this trip to Liaoshui is 5, miles long. Before going out, my parents already know that this trip will be across the sea, and it is difficult to get together again in this life. When I was leaving the house, my mother made some new clothes for me, as if I were afraid that I would never come back. In case I died on the way, there would be no clean clothes to bury. Some people were sent back to Xianyang at the expense of conscripts, and the military chief petitioned the emperor to let people from the hometown of martyrs serve as conscripts. It is pitiful to think that I will never come back when I am away from home. Therefore, I feel infinite sadness in my heart and stop at the edge of the Liao River at a loss.

4. Lebian people

Tang Dynasty: Liu Jia

worked hard in his hometown and was full in his side.

if a father and a brother are in the same place, they will be the oldest!

Translation

Suffering from hunger in my hometown,

Being able to fill my stomach in the frontier is true.

if relatives can be together,

they will be willing to die in the frontier.

5. Send Jia Nai's eyebrows

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

The old man came to Yuyuan Mountain and planted 3, pines.

My father knows that I am here, and Xiao Xuan is open to you by the water.

Try to see the dragon and snake, and listen to the rustling wind and rain.

I won't cut it with Gan Tang, and I'll wait until I return.

Extended information

Famous sayings of fatherly love

1. A loving father loves his son, not for repayment. -Huai Nanzi

2. A father's love can sacrifice everything, including his own life. -da Vinci

3. A father's virtue is his son's best legacy. -Cervantes

References: Sogou Encyclopedia-Father's Love 2. Classic sentences about father's poems

"Give Wei Ba Chu Shi" Du Fu

it is almost as hard for friends to meet, as for the morning and evening stars.

tonight then is a rare event, * * * This lamp is candlelight.

two men who were young not long ago, but now are turning grey at the temples.

to find that half our friends are dead, shocks us, burns our hearts with grief.

we little guessed it would be twenty years, before I could visit you again.

when I went away, you were still unmarried, but now these boys and girls in a row.

are very kind to their father's old friend, they ask me where I have been on my journey.

and then, when we have talked awhile, daughter Luo Jiujiang.

spring leek in the rainy night, and brown rice cooked freshly a special way.

my host proclaims it a festival, he urges me to drink ten cups.

but what ten cups could make me as drunk, as I always am with your love in my heart?.

tomorrow the mountains will separate us, after tomorrow-who can say?.

Moonlit Night by Du Fu

far off in Fuzhou she is watching the moonlight, watching it alone from the window of her chamber.

for our boy and girl, poor little babes, are too young to know where the Capital is.

her cloudy hair is sweet with mist, her jade-white shoulder is cold in the moon.

when shall we lie again on our screen, watching this bright light with no more tears?.

1. Few fathers care about their children, at least most of them care more about money (chesterfield)

2. One father can manage a hundred sons, but a hundred sons can't manage one father (Europe)

3. Sometimes a father's reputation doesn't help his sons, but it will drown him: they stand too close to each other, and the shadow stifles their growth. Jonson)

4. No one really knows his father, but we all have some kind of speculation or some kind of trust (Minand)

5. Every generation always rebelled against their parents, but made friends with their grandfathers (Mountford)

for reference. 3. Poems about fatherly love

Fatherly love is a crutch, which makes us less stumble in life.

Fatherly love is a good word, which makes us make a correct judgment.

Fatherly love is sunshine, which makes us grow up healthily.

Fatherly love is music, which makes us live a happy life.

Fatherly love is a candle, which silently dedicates itself to us. <

Father loves you like rain, washing your soul;

a father loves you like a road, and he will accompany you through life.

In fear, fatherly love is a stepping stone;

In the dark, father's love is a lamp for illumination;

When exhausted, fatherly love is a bay of life water;

When working hard, fatherly love is the spiritual pillar;

When successful, fatherly love is an encouragement and alarm. Father's love is as deep and broad as the sea. 4. Poems and ancient poems describing the father's love

1. I love my son endlessly, and I am happy to return home.

The original poem "both sides of the yellow river recaptured by the imperial army" written by Jiang Shiquan, a poet in the Qing Dynasty, loves his son endlessly, and he is happy to be home. Cold clothes are needlework, but home letters are ink-stained.

I feel pity and thin when I meet you, and I ask you questions. I am ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh.

Suddenly, the news of collecting thistle from the north came from outside the sword. When I first heard it, tears filled my clothes. Looking back, my wife and children are still a little sad, and they are ecstatic when they roll up their poetry books at random.

When the sun shines, I will sing loudly and drink wine, and return to my hometown with my wife and children in the bright spring. From Baxia to Wuxia, after Xiangyang, I went straight to Luoyang.

2. My father gave birth to me and my mother bowed to me. The original poem "Guo E" from the anonymous poem "Guo E" in the pre-Qin period, Guo E, who is a Guo E, is a bandit.

mourn for my parents and give birth to me. I'm a loser, but I'm a thief.

I'm sorry for my parents, and I'm tired of giving birth. It is a shame to run out of bottles.

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? If you go out, you will get a shirt, but if you go in, you will be exhausted.

my father gave birth to me and my mother bowed to me. Caress me, livestock me, grow me, nurture me, care for me, go in and out of my stomach.

I want to repay my kindness. Heaven is so confusing! Nanshan is fierce, and the wind is blowing.

I'm the only one who's hurt! Nanshan law, floating in the wind. People are all in the valley, and I am not alone! Look at that Artemisia argyi is tall, but it's not Artemisia argyi, it's Artemisia argyi.

Have pity on my parents. It's too hard to raise me! Look at the wormwood snuggling up to each other, but it's not wormwood but Wei. Pity my father and mother, raising me is too tiring! It's a shame to fill a jar with water because the bottom of the bottle is empty.

it's boring to live alone, so it's better to die early. What can I rely on without my own father? What do you rely on without your own mother? Going out and walking is sad, and getting started is at a loss.

Dad, you gave birth to me, and Mom, you fed me. You protect me, love me, support me to grow up and nurture me, thinking that I don't want to leave me, go out and embrace me.

I want to repay my parents' great kindness, but it's hard to predict the disaster in heaven! Nanshan is high and difficult to surmount, and the wind is piercing and daunting. Everyone has no misfortune. Why am I the only one who has been robbed? Nanshan mountain is too high to cross, and the wind is so piercing that people tremble.

nothing bad happens to everyone, so I can't be the only one! 3, still smile for spring. Your heart is like an ancient well, not water, and Gao feng is like a bamboo pole in autumn.

The original poem "Send Qian Mufu to Linjiang Fairy" written by Su Shi, a poet in the Song Dynasty, changed the door and changed the fire, and the world was full of red dust. When I meet with a smile, it is still as warm as spring.

no waves are really ancient wells, but autumn clouds are the festival. My heart is melancholy because you want to separate the sail overnight, when you see off, the clouds Color moon light.

you don't have to frown before you worship. Life is a difficult journey, you and I are a passer - by, like in different hotels stop and go, go and stop.

We haven't seen each other in Beijing for three years. You are always wandering around the world. When we meet and laugh, it is still as warm as spring.

your heart is always like an ancient well, and it is like a bamboo pole in autumn. I am disappointed that you will set sail overnight, and when you see me off, the clouds are dim and the moonlight is faint.

don't frown with your glass in your hand. Life is a difficult journey, and you and I are both passers-by.

4. Although the claws are eager for us, they are not exhausted. From the original poem "Yan Shi Showing Liu Sao" written by Bai Juyi, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, there is Shuang Yan, a dashing male and female.

between two rafters, one nest gives birth to Si Er. Si Er is long day and night, and the sound of asking for food is diligent.

the caterpillar is not easy to catch, and the yellow mouth has no full period. Although the claws are eager for us, they are not tired.

I'm still afraid of hunger in the nest after ten minutes of communication. After 3 days' hard work, the mother's thin chicks are getting fatter.

mumble words and brush sweaters one by one. Once the wings are formed, lead them to the branches of the court.

raise your wings and fly with the wind without looking back. Men and women are singing in the air, and the sound is not coming back.

but into the empty nest, chirping all night long. Yan Yan, don't be sad, but think back to yourself.

it's a young day, and it's time to fly high and carry your mother. At that time, my parents thought, but today I should know.

On the roof beam came a Shuang Yanzi, a male and a female. The mud was nested among the rafters, and four baby swallows were born in one nest.

Four milk swallows grow day and night, and their cries for food can't stop. The caterpillar is not easy to catch, and Xiaoyan seems to have never had enough to eat.

Shuang Yan grabbed it with his claws and held it with his mouth. He was exhausted and tireless. After a while, I went back and forth for ten turns, and I was afraid of starving Xiaoyan in the nest.

After thirty days of hard work, I lost the mother swallow and fattened Xiaoyan. Mumbling keeps teaching Xiaoyan pronunciation and grooming them one by one.

Xiaoyan, once full of feathers, led to the branches in the courtyard, and never looked back, flying around with the wind. Shuang Yan, male and female, shouted in the air, screaming at the top of their lungs, but they couldn't call it back.

I had to go back to the empty nest and wail all night! Old Yan, don't lament, you should think back to the past: think about the time when you were a milk swallow, and you also flew away, how much your parents missed when you abandoned your parents, and you should experience it today! 5, Julian Waghann Beiding Central Plains Day, the family festival did not forget to tell Naiweng. From the Song Dynasty poet Lu You's "Show Your Son", the original poem "Show Your Son" died, knowing that everything was empty, but sad to see Kyushu.

Julian Waghann decided to celebrate the Central Plains Day in the north, and the family sacrifice was never forgotten. I knew that there would be nothing after I died, but I was sad that I didn't see the reunification of the country.

Don't forget to tell me when you hold a family festival when the army of the Song Dynasty regained the lost land in the Central Plains. 5. Poems about father

Father plowed the field, son? The mountain is barren. -Nie Yizhong's Tian Jia

At that time, my parents thought about it, but today I should know it. -Bai Juyi's "Yan Poems Show Liu Chauo"

are very kind to their father's old friend, they ask me where I have been on my journey? It's too late for questions and answers, they bring and show me wines and dishes. -Du Fu's "Giving Eight Guards to Chu Shi"

Going out to ask for a fire companion, going in to say goodbye to my father and brother. -Yuan Zhen's

After three winters, I temporarily studied Confucian scholars, and I still cultivated from my parents. -Lu You's "Watching Children Play on the Stream in the Village"

Where is a house? You can't go to your parents' hometown. -Wang Jian's "Gu Congjun"

mumbles words and brushes sweaters one by one. -Bai Juyi's "Yan Poetry Showing Liu Chao"

Idiots don't know the father-son ceremony, and they are called angry to ask for a meal. -Du Fu's "A Collection of Worries"

The male and female voices are ringing in the air, and the sound is not returned. -Bai Juyi's "Yan Poems Show Liu Chao"

In the wonderful year, it is necessary to make up for the father and brother. -Huang tingjian's

Send Van Der Ruzhi to Qingzhou. After the success, banners were set up on the road, and the elders came from afar to follow each other. -Qian Liu's "Song of Returning to the Hometown with a Military Patrol"

My father's grave has not yet arrived, and gold has been divided for the field house. -Guan Xiu's "it is hard to go"

When the Sirius dies, the father and son will be at ease. -Li Bai's You Zhou Hu Ma Ke Ge

My father pities my mother, but it's embarrassing to laugh. -Lu Tong's "Shi Tianding"

When I came, my parents knew that they were separated, and it was like dying to pay attention to clothes. -Wang Jian's "Crossing the Liao River"

The caterpillar is not easy to catch, and the yellow mouth has no full period. -Bai Juyi's

Yan Shi shows Liu Sao. When the town is in the mirror, the sages return to the mirror and report the kindness to kiss the Buddha lanterns. -Li Dong's "Grateful Book Sent to the Duke of Situ in Jiyi"

My father's book knows that I am here, and Xiao Xuan's waterfront is open for you. -su Shi's "seeing off Jia ne's eyebrows"

father and brother teach each other, seeking profit and fame. -Yuan Zhen's

After 3 days' hard work, the thin mother is getting fatter. -Bai Juyi's

Poem of Yan Showing Liu Chao, however, he did not teach it personally, and instructed him to follow his father. -Liu Zongyuan's Wei Daoan (Dao An tasted Zhang Jianfeng in.

What if you have no father? What can I do without my mother? -the book of songs "Xiao Ya Guo E"

mourns my parents and gives birth to me. -the book of songs "Xiao Ya Guo E"

When the anvil moves, parents sing. -Guan Xiu's

. -Liu Zongyuan's Wei Daoan (Dao An tasted Zhang Jianfeng in.

father is not father, brother is not brother. -Guan Xiu's "Stay on the Field"

If the father and brother are in one place, they will be old at the edge. -Liu Jia's Ten Poems of Tang Yuefu. People on the edge of music

My father and brother don't allow people, so I'm afraid that my concubine will serve my aunt and uncle. -Yu Juan's "Palace Complaint"

Father and mother, the obstacles are long, alas! Worried and sad. -Wang Zhaojun's "Complaining Words"

My father gave birth to me and my mother bowed to me. Spoil me, nurture me, care for me and reply to me —— The book of songs "Xiao Ya Guo E"

returns without buying food, and the father and son are divided into two parts. -Yuan Zhen's Bamboo Department (Shishou County Boundary)

Parents swallow their voices and cry, but birds also cry. -Meng Jiao's "Yao Song" (a shun song, reward Zheng Zhuang. 6. Poems describing fatherly love

1. When you are afraid, fatherly love is a stepping stone; When it is dark, father's love is an illuminating lamp; When exhausted, fatherly love is a bay of life water; When working hard, fatherly love is the spiritual pillar; When successful, fatherly love is encouragement and alarm. -Liang Fengyi

2. There is a kind of love, which is silent and serious, and it is often impossible to elaborate at that time. However, it makes you feel more and more delicious in the later days, and you will never forget it. It is that.