2. When a person is a stranger in a foreign land, he misses his family more often during the festive season. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. (Tang: "Shanju Holiday Thinking of Shandong Brothers")
Every winter solstice, I am accompanied by the shadow in front of the knee-hugging lamp. If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers. (Tang Bai Juyi: "Homesickness on a Winter Night in Handan")
4, the child led the clothes and asked: Why don't you come back? Who is fighting for time to win sideburns? (Don "Going Home")
5, Xian Yi, young and old, left home, the local accent has not changed. Where do children come from when they meet strangers? (Tang He Zhang Zhi: Homecoming Book)
6. Leave the mountain to rest, winter will come, and spring will come. The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. ("Early Tang and Song Wen Zhi: Crossing the Han River")
Under the blue mountain, we wound our way, and my boat and I walked along the green water. Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail. ... the night now gives way to the ocean of the sun, and Jiang Chunren was in the old year. I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. (Don Wang Wan: "The next berth on the North Fort Mountain")
8. Humayi north wind, crossing the south branch of the Bird's Nest. -"Nineteen Ancient Poems Travel and Travel")
9. Being a parent is the best in the world; Being a child is the greatest filial piety in the world. -("aphorisms")
10, I advise you to drink one more glass of wine and go out of Yangguan for no reason. -(Tang Wang Wei's "Cheng Wei Qu")
1 1, there is such bright light at the foot of my bed. Could there be frost already? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. -(Tang Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night)
12, teenagers leave home and return home, and the local accent does not change. -(Homecoming Book by Tang and Zhang Zhi)
13, my mother is one hundred years old and often reads eighty children. -("Song of Filial Piety")
14, parents are highly respected; Give children a good education. -("epigram couplet")
15, where is your hometown? Forget it unless you're drunk. -(Song Qingzhao's Bodhisattva Man)
16, the mother said that the child was lying dry and the mother was asleep and wet. -("Song of Filial Piety")
17, when the master instrument is hung, the tube is bright, and Wusu stays at the static night platform. -("aphorisms")
18, the moon is bright tonight. I wonder who Qiu Si will fall into. -(Don Wang Jian's "Fifteen nights full moon to send Du Langzhong")
19, elegy can be crying, and angelica can be in the distance. -(Han Yuefu folk song "Elegy")
2. Poems with feelings in them. Emotion in poetry
1. Thread in the hands of a kind-hearted 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? (Meng Jiao: "Wanderer")
2. Boil beans and burn beans, and the beans will cry in the pot.
We are born from the same root, so why should we speculate with each other? (Cao Zhi: "Seven Steps Poetry")
3. My parents heard that the woman came and went out to help each other;
As soon as Sister A heard that Sister Mei was coming, she had to cut her red makeup.
When I heard my sister coming, I sharpened my knife at pigs and sheep. ("Mulan Ci")
Although a country is divided, the mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)
5. A vagrant heard the drums that predicted the battle, and a wild goose rang in autumn.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. (Du Fu: "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night")
6. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, I want to write a book.
When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him. (Zhang Ji: "Qiu Si")
7. A stranger in a foreign land misses his relatives during holidays.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. (Wang Wei: vacationing in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong)
8. Every winter solstice in Handan, I always have a knee lamp.
If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers. (Bai Juyi: "The Solstice of Winter in Handan" misses home at night)
9. The child took the clothes and asked: Why don't you come back?
Who is fighting for time to win sideburns? (Du Mu: "Going Home")
Nostalgia in Poetry
1. You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! .
When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? (Wang Wei: "Miscellaneous Poems")
2. I left home when I was young, and my local accent has not changed.
Where do children come from when they meet strangers? (He Zhangzhi: Homecoming Book)
3. Leave the mountain to rest, winter will come, and spring will come.
The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. (Song Wenzhi, "Crossing the Han River")
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.
Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
... the night now gives way to the ocean of the sun, and Jiang Chunren was in the old year.
I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. (Wang Wan: a berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain)
It's only seven days in spring and two years away from home.
The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom. (Xue Daoheng: "People are homesick every day")
6. The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. (Li Bai: "Silent Night Thinking")
7. Whose rain flute flies in the dark, and the spring breeze permeates Los Angeles.
In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick. (Li Bai: The Flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night)
8. It has been ten frosts in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night.
For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bingzhou is my hometown. (Liu Zao: "Journey to the North")
9. A vagrant hears drums that indicate fighting, and a wild goose rings in autumn.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. (Du Fu: "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night")
3. Ask for a poem about affection. I don't want to mourn my parents like a thread in my loving mother's hand, but I gave birth to me. -"The Book of Songs Xiaoya E' e"
Parents can do their best. -"Learning the Analects of Confucius"
My father is amiable and teaches and educates people. -Twenty-six Years of Zuo Zhao Zhuan Gong
Those who love their loved ones dare not be evil to others; Respect your relatives and don't neglect others. -Shizuko Oda
What's wrong with having no father? What's wrong with not having a mother? The Book of Songs
Father is not kind, son is not filial. -Yan Zhitui's "Yan Family Training"
Home will destroy itself, and then people will be destroyed. -"Mencius Li Lou"
Generally, there are many poems about affection in Tang poetry, but if you want the Analects of Confucius or something, I'll try to find this theme type.
4. Family Poems The Book of Songs "Peaks"
The wind blew from the south, blowing his spine. I want to die, and my mother has a reward.
The wind blows from the south, and the wind blows from the other side. My mother is very nice, and I have no one.
Is there any cold in the spring? Under Xun. With seven children, my mother is very hard.
Xiao Ya Guo E
It's me, Polygonum hydropiper. Artemisia argyi is a bandit. 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!
The wind and the owl
Owl, owl, take my son and don't destroy my room. Ensi Qinsi, Xunzi's people thought. If it doesn't rain, it will be rainy. Today, women are inferior to the people, or dare to insult them? I am short of money, and I am happy. Give the rent to the store, give the pawn to the mouth, and say there is no room. Feathers, tails, and rooms. I'm screaming in the stormy weather!
Tang shiyu
In, gather in the bud. The king is too busy to do anything. Where are the parents? What happened to the sky? Susu's wings are gathered in bracts and thorns. The king is too busy to have a millet. What do parents eat? The sky is very long, is it extreme? Su Su's trip focused on Budsang, and the king's business was embarrassing, so you couldn't do it. Where are the parents? How long is it?
5. Among the ancient poems, there are four poems describing "love", 1. In the past, I was gone, and the willows were reluctant; I think about it today, it's raining -> 2. Mourning can make you cry, but looking far away can make you return to China-Folk Songs of Han Yuefu > 3. Humayi North Wind, Crossing the South Branch of Bird's Nest-Nineteen Ancient Poems of Han Dynasty > 4. But how much affection does an inch of grass have-Don Meng Jiao > 5. Now, approaching my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question-Tang Song Wen Zhi > 6. You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! When you passed my window, was the plum blossom Han Mei's flower? -Tang Wang Wei > 7. The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. Where is your hometown? Unless you are drunk, forget it-photo by Song Liqing > 9. I miss my relatives more during the festive season-Tang Wangwei > 10. I don't know who will fall at the moon tonight-Tang Wangjian > 1 1. Everyone is getting unfamiliar with the local accent, but they hate the warbler sound like Laoshan-Downs Kontu > 12. Only the lake is reflected in front of the door, and the spring breeze does not change the old waves-Tang He Zhang Zhi > 13. Teenagers leave home, old people return, and the local accent remains the same. -Tang He Zhang Zhi > 14. He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! -Tang Du Fu >; 15. Sadness is more than sadness. Parting-Warring States. Chu. Qu Yuan > 16. The day of parting is far away, but the day of clothing is slow-Han. > 17. After the wild goose falls, the flowers bloom before the moon falls-Sui Xue Daoheng > 18. Stay away from hatred like grass in spring. Can go further and live-Nantang Liyu.
6. Family Poetry: The feelings of husband and wife's missing: When did you cut the bamboo in the west window together, but spent it in the dim rain?-Li Shangyin's Notes to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night.
It was a long time ago that I met her, and it was a long time ago that I broke up. The east wind rises and flowers fall-Li Shangyin is untitled.
After all, there is nothing, twilight is full of water, heartbroken to Baipingzhou-the article "Looking at Jiangnan"
Don't get lost in the Tao, the curtain rolls up the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers —— Li Qingzhao's Drunk Flowers.
Homesickness of a Wanderer: Meng Jiao's Ode to a Wanderer (the poem is too long, so I won't fight)
When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world —— Ma Zhiyuan's Jing Tian Sha Qiu Si
But I look to my hometown, and the twilight is getting thicker, and the mist of sadness is filled on the river waves-the Yellow Crane Tower written by Ho Choi.
Finally, I can send my messenger, the wild goose, home to one of Luoyang-Wang Wan and park at the foot of Beibao Mountain.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. -Li Shangyin's "Jinse"
How many lovesickness one-night stands are there? The ends of the earth are not long. -Zhang's Swallow House
7. The famous ancient poem about affection is 1. Being in a foreign land, I miss my relatives twice every holiday.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
Said by: Don Wang Wei, I miss my Shandong brothers on vacation in the mountains.
Being alone is always a bit bleak, and I miss my distant relatives every time I go to the Double Ninth Festival. Far away, I feel sorry for myself when I think of my brothers climbing high with dogwood.
2. 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?
From: Ode to a Wanderer by Tang Meng Jiao.
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?
3. My parents heard the woman coming, so I went out to help Guo.
As soon as Sister A heard that Sister Mei was coming, she had to cut her red makeup.
When I heard my sister coming, I sharpened my knife at pigs and sheep.
Said by: Anonymous Mulan Ci in the Northern Dynasties.
When parents heard that their daughter was back, they helped each other out of the city to meet them. When my sister heard that she was back, she dressed up across the door. When I heard that my sister was back, I sharpened my knife and slaughtered pigs and sheep.
After three months of war, a message from hometown is worth a ton of gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
Said by: Tang Du Fu's Spring Hope.
The continuous war has continued until now, and there are few letters from home. A letter is worth two thousand gold. Worried, scratching my head, my white hair is getting shorter and shorter, and I can't insert it.
Oh, my brothers, what's the point of my life without you? .
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.
Said by: Du Fu's Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night.
Brothers are scattered, and life and death are homeless. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, not to mention frequent wars.
Please write two poems about love.
1, it's easier to see when you're away. The water has come out in spring, and this is heaven and earth. -Li Yu
The prodigal son respects his loving mother and doesn't feel cold. -"Song of Persuading Filial Piety"
3. Humayi north wind, south branch of Bird's Nest. -Nineteen ancient poems "Walking and Re-walking"
4. There is no virtuous father and brother in life, and there is no strict teacher and friend outside, and success is rare. Lv Gong.
5. The baby is heavy in October, and the reward is light in the third year. -"Song of Persuading Filial Piety"
6. Take care of me and reply to me. -The Book of Songs
7. What should I do without my father and mother? -The Book of Songs
8. I was in Meng Mu yesterday. I chose a neighbor. In Mencius' laziness, she cut the cloth. -"Saint Amethyst"
9. after people return to geese, they think about flowers. Xue Daoheng
10, it's parting if you don't stop cutting. It's not just the general taste. -Li Yu
1 1. I advise you to drink one more glass of wine. There is no reason to go out. -Wang Wei
12, thread in loving mother's hand, making clothes for 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? -Meng Jiao
13 but an inch of grass has a few feelings, and it is rewarded with three spring rays. -Meng Jiao
14, parents do whatever they want, I will continue to describe; I cherish the thoughts of those parents. -"aphorisms are interlocking"
15, the last time we met in the flowers, in the flowers where we broke up, it has been a year since it bloomed today. -Wei
16, people see that it is good to have boys and girls, but they don't know that men and women will make people old. -Wang Jian
17, I passed, Yangliu is Yiyi; The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry. -"The Book of Songs Xiaoya and Cai Wei"
18, the candle has a heart to say goodbye and tears for others until dawn. -Du Mu
19, being a parent is the best in the world; Being a child is the greatest filial piety in the world. -"aphorisms are interlocking"
20. Everyone gradually feels strange in the local accent, but they hate the old mountain warbler. -Sikongtu
9. Poems about kinship 1. Wandering songs
Author Meng Jiao, Tang Dynasty.
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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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?
Secondly, I remembered my brother in Shandong when I was on holiday in the mountains.
Author Wang Wei, Tang Dynasty
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
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Being alone is always a bit bleak, and I miss my distant relatives every time I go to the Double Ninth Festival. Far away, I feel sorry for myself when I think of my brothers climbing high with dogwood.
Third, when will there be a bright moon?
Author Su Shi, Song Dynasty
Chen Bing Mid-Autumn Festival, happily drank the next morning, drunk, wrote this word, and missed my brother Su Zhe.
When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time. I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade. Dance to find out what shadows look like on the earth.
The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. We hope to live a long life for each other to share the beauty of this beautiful moonlight, even though we are separated from Wan Li.
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On the Mid-Autumn Festival in Chen Bing, I drank happily until the next morning, got drunk, wrote this word, and missed my brother Su Zhe. When did the bright moon begin to appear? I raised my glass and asked the distant sky. I don't know the date of the palace in heaven. I want to ride the breeze back to the sky, but I'm afraid that the buildings built by Meiyu can't stand the cold of nine days.
Dancing under the moon and enjoying the clear shadows is not like on the earth. The moon revolves around the scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. Mingyue shouldn't have any resentment against people, should she? Why is it round when people are gone?
People have joys and sorrows, and the moon changes from sunny to sunny. This kind of thing has been difficult to be comprehensive since ancient times. I only hope that all relatives in this world can be safe and healthy, and even if they are thousands of miles apart, they can share this beautiful moonlight.
Four, ah, mom
Author Shu Ting Dynasty Modern
Your pale fingertips touched my temple, and I couldn't help grabbing your skirt as I did when I was a child.
Oh, mother, in order to keep you drifting away, although the morning light has cut the dream into smoke, I still dare not open my eyes for a long time.
I still cherish that bright red scarf, for fear that washing it will make it lose your unique warmth.
Oh, mother, the running water of the years is as ruthless, for fear that the memory will fade, how can I open its screen easily?
I cried to you for a thorn, and now I dare not moan with a crown of thorns.
Oh, mom, I often look up at your photos sadly. Even if the call can penetrate the loess, how dare I disturb your sleep?
I dare not show the sacrifice of love in this way, although I have written many songs, for flowers, for the sea and for the dawn.
Oh, mother, my sweet and deep memory is not a torrent or a waterfall, but a dry well that can't sing under the shade of flowers and trees.
Verb (abbreviation of verb) "Song of Persuading Filial Piety"
Author Xu Xi Qing Dynasty
The baby is underage and was pregnant with his mother's stomach in 10. Longing for mother's blood, longing for mother's meat.
The baby will be born and the mother will be in prison. I'm afraid I'll become a ghost after giving birth.
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Before a child becomes a baby, it needs to be conceived in the mother's womb for ten months. Eat your mother's meat when you are hungry and drink your mother's blood when you are thirsty.
At the moment when the child is about to give birth, the mother seems to spend time in prison. I'm afraid of having children, and I'm afraid that I and my children will suffer disasters because of unsatisfactory production.