Symmetrical sentences about family poems 1. Poems about family poems 15.

1, a thread in the hand of a kind-hearted mother, making clothes for her wayward son'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? (Don Meng Jiao: Wandering Sons)

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. Two poems about love

Meng Jiao, a vagrant's song.

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?

Cao Zhi's Seven-step Poems

Boil beans and burn beans, and the beans cry in the pot.

We are born from the same root, so why should we speculate with each other?

Mulan's ballads

Hearing the news of my daughter, 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.

Du Fu in Hope in Spring

Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.

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

The drums of the defenders cut off people's communication, and a lonely goose was singing in autumn in the frontier.

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.

Zhang Ji of Qiu Si

The annual autumn wind blows to Luoyang city, and my wandering son doesn't know how his relatives in his hometown are; Writing a letter to peace has too much to say and I don't know where to start.

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.

Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brother in Shandong, Wang Wei.

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.

Bai Juyi, thinking about the winter solstice in Handan at night.

Every winter solstice, I am accompanied by the shadow in front of the knee lamp.

If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers.

Du Mu, Home

The child took the clothes and asked, Why don't you come back?

Who is fighting for time to win sideburns?

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 so brightly. 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 Bing 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")

Please write two poems about family.

Poems about family relations

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

4. Poems describing family relations

Emotional bond

A traveler's song

Meng Jiao

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.

But how much love does this inch of grass have? Make three spring scenery.

spring scenery

Du Fu

Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.

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.

Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.

Wang Wei

As a stranger in a foreign land,

Please think twice about your relatives during the festival.

Know where the brothers climb,

There is one person missing from the dogwood.

Seven step poem

Cao zhi

Boil beans and burn beans,

The beans are crying in the kettle.

Originally born from the same root,

What's the hurry?

Think of my brothers on a moonlit night.

Du Fu

A vagrant heard the drums heralding the battle,

A wild goose sings in autumn.

He knew that the dew tonight would be frost,

How bright the moonlight is at home! .

Oh, my brothers, lost and scattered,

What does life without you mean to me? .

But if something goes wrong with peacetime letters,

What can I expect during the war? .

Melancholy Qiu Si

Ji Zhang

Look at the autumn wind in Luoyang,

The writer's book is full of meaning.

I can't talk about it in a hurry

Pedestrians came and opened again.

5. Poems about love (at least 4 sentences)

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's Wandering Sons)

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? (Seven Steps Poems by Cao Zhi)

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's "Spring Hope")

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's Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night)

6. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, I want to write a book.

Repeated fears, unspeakable haste, pedestrians come and leave; (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's "I miss my Shandong brother on vacation in the mountains")

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. (Pretending to be Yi's Homesick at Night in Winter)

9. Why did you come back too late?

Who is fighting for the years; Win sideburns? (Du Mu's "Returning to the Tomb")

6. There are ancient poems about family ties.

Think twice about your parents at festivals 1. The thread in the loving mother's hand She sewed carefully and repaired thoroughly, and when the family was responsible for red makeup; When I heard that my sister was coming, pedestrians rushed in and Kaifeng was opened. What does life without you mean to me? Sharpen your knife and go to pigs and sheep? Who is fighting for time? A wild goose sings in autumn, fearing that it will delay his time to go home. He knew that the dew tonight would be frost. Want to sit at home late at night. Where Yao Zhige climbed, what can I expect in wartime? . (Meng Jiao's Wandering Sons)

2. Cooking beans and burning beans, making clothes for her wayward boy's body, won the glory of three springs. ("Mulan Ci")

Although the country is divided, the mountains and rivers will last forever. Why are you in such a hurry? The beans are crying in the kettle. I can't hold the hairpin anymore. (Du Fu's "Spring Hope")

5. A vagrant heard the drums indicating the battle. (Wang Wei's "I miss my Shandong brother on vacation in the mountains")

8. I am in Handan from winter to Sunday every year. I'm too anxious to be afraid. The moonlight at home wants how bright and how bright! .

I stroke my white hair. It's too thin.

But if something goes wrong with peacetime letters. Ben was born from the same root. (Seven Steps Poems by Cao Zhi)

When my parents heard about my daughter, they wanted to write a meaningful book. In spring, they returned to the green trees and grasslands, the State of Chu, and lonely birds to sing their sorrows. (Pretending to be Yi's Homesick at Night in Winter)

9. The child received the clothes and asked why it was too late to return them; (Zhang Ji "Qiu Si")

7. Be a stranger in a foreign land. But how much love an inch of grass has, one person is not as good as one; After three months of war, I won the sideburns. (Du Fu's Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night)

6. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang City, a letter from home is worth a ton of gold. Where the petals have shed tears and knelt in front of the lamp, it is time to talk about passers-by; Sister heard that sister came. Oh, my brothers, lost and scattered

7. Ancient poems and famous sentences about love

1, being in a foreign land, I miss my 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.

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.