To worship the mother river beam,
Worry, watch.
On the tragic snowstorm night in Chai Men,
It is better to have children than nothing at this time.
Dry old clothes.
The robe is still there and the collar is still warm.
I can't bear to take it lightly when sewing again, and there are old thread marks of loving mothers on it.
Send mom home.
I was trapped in prison when I parked the car.
Feeling from this, sadness and tears stuck in the throat.
Fang's mother is seriously ill and wants to be a famous doctor.
The bus is very urgent today, so it is difficult to stop!
Motherly love has nothing to report, what can life expect!
1. I love them. How can I get to know my parents? Children's language
The bald old mother hid her face and cried, and her shirt sleeves were broken. Han Yu
3. 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? [Tang] Meng Jiao
4. The baby is heavy in October, and the three students are rewarded lightly. Song of exhorting filial piety
The mother said that the child was lying dry and the mother was asleep and wet. Song of exhorting filial piety
6. The mother is bitter and the mother is uneasy. Song of exhorting filial piety
7. My mother is one hundred years old and often reads until she is eighty. Song of exhorting filial piety
8. My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed to me, caressed me, nurtured me, nursed me, cared for me and answered me. The Book of Songs
9. The prodigal son respects his loving mother and doesn't feel cold. Song of exhorting filial piety
10. When the mother instrument hangs down, the pipe will be bright and the Wusu Night Station will be silent. Motto collection
1 1. In the eyes of parents, children are often a part of themselves, and children are his ideal chance to start over.
12. Mourn my parents and give birth to me. The Book of Songs
13. What's the point without mom and dad? The Book of Songs
14. The only unpolluted love in the world is maternal love. Strict words
15. When you succeed, everyone is a friend. But only mother-she is the partner of failure. zheng zhenduo
the song of the homeless
The midline of the loving mother's hand,
You get dressed.
Tight seam,
I'm afraid I will be late.
Who is careless,
Make three spring scenery.
2. Poetry 1 expresses the selfless love of mother. Meng Jiao, a kind-hearted mother, made 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?
The kind mother is holding a needle and thread in her hand, making new clothes for the children who are going on a long trip. Before leaving, he sewed the needle tightly for fear that his son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.
Who said that a weak and filial person can repay the kindness of such a loving mother as Chunhui Puze? 2, the national wind hurricane Kaifeng pre-Qin: anonymous Kaifeng from the south, blowing its 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. God, I have no family.
Is there any cold in the spring? Under Xun. With seven children, my mother is very hard.
The yellow bird, with its voice. There are seven children, don't comfort your mother.
A warm breeze is blowing from the south, blowing on the buds of jujube trees. Jujube trees are tender and strong, and mothers are busy raising children.
The south wind is warm, and jujube trees grow into firewood. The mother is reasonable and kind, and she doesn't blame her if her son is not good.
Cold spring water is cool, and the source is next to Junyi. The mother raised seven children, and the son grew into a tired mother.
The yellowbird is singing euphemistically. It's so beautiful and noisy. It is difficult to comfort a mother who has raised seven children.
3. Arriving home at the end of the year/at the end of the year: Jiang Shiquan loved his son endlessly and was happy when he came home. Cold clothes are needle and thread, and letters from home are ink stains.
If you encounter pity, you will ask for it. I am ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh.
A mother's love for her son is endless, and the happiest thing is that a wanderer can come home before the Spring Festival. She sewed me a cotton-padded coat with dense stitches, and the handwriting and ink in the book at home were as good as ever.
As soon as I saw my mother, she said with deep affection that I had lost weight and called me to ask me about the hardships of my journey. Mother and son have always been ashamed of you, and can't bear to tell the fatigue and hardship of wandering outside.
4. Mother of the Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi's mother is different, her son is different, and she doesn't cry during the day. General Guan, an ancient general title, won a new title last year.
Welcome Luoyang as a flower with a gift of 2 million yuan. New people welcome old people and abandon them. Lotus in the palm is a thorn in the side.
It's not sad to welcome the new and abandon the old, it's sad to leave two children at home. At first, I walked with my hands. At first, I sat and cried and grabbed people's clothes.
With your new beauty, my mother and son will be separated. It is best to have a crow and a magpie in the forest, and the mother will not lose the young males and females.
It should be like a peach and plum tree in the garden, with flowers falling on the branches with the wind. Newlyweds, newlyweds, listen to me, Luoyang infinite red chamber girl.
I hope the general will make contributions and there will be more new people who are better than you. Mother's son, son's mother, the sunshine in the daytime seems to have lost its luster because of sadness, and there is infinite sadness in crying.
The family lives in Chang 'an, Kansai, and her husband is a general in a high position. Last year, he was awarded a knighthood for his outstanding military exploits. I also got a reward of 2 million, so I married a bride as beautiful as flowers and pure as jade in Luoyang.
If the bride is not satisfied when she comes, she will ask her husband to abandon her wife; She is the lotus in his palm, and I am the nail in their eyes. It is human nature to like the new and hate the old, and it is not enough to be sad. I will pack my bags and leave helplessly.
But sadly, her husband's family still has two biological children left. One can walk by the bed and the other can sit up.
The sitting child is crying, and the walking child is clutching my clothes. You and your wife are new lovers, but you never let our mother and son meet again.
At this moment, my heart is full of unspeakable sadness. People's fickle feelings are not as good as the black magpie in the forest. Mothers don't leave their chicks, and males always take care of them. This scene is like a peach tree in the backyard. The petals that once covered the greenhouse have fallen with the wind, and the young fruits will still hang on the top of the tree to experience frost, snow and rain.
Rookie, rookie, listen to me. There are countless beautiful women in Luoyang Red Chamber. I hope the general will achieve something in the future and marry a more delicate bride than you.
5. Mo Xuantu, early Yuan Dynasty: colorful daylily flowers in Wang Mian, Luosheng Beitang. The south wind blows the heart, for whom do you vomit? A loving mother leans against the door, but a wanderer cannot walk.
May the sun be sparse and the day be fearful. Looking up at Yunlin, I am ashamed to listen to birds.
Brilliant daylily was born under the North Hall. The south wind blows the day lily, swaying for whom to confide fragrance? A kind mother leaned against the door, expecting her child. It's hard for a wanderer to travel far away! The support for parents is alienated every day, and the news of children is not reached every day.
Looking up at a cloud forest, I am ashamed to hear the sound of the birds, and I still miss it.
I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when I am with you. I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when I am with you. No man is worth your tears, and the one who is, won't make you cry. No man is worth your tears, and the one who is, won't make you cry. The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside him knowing you can't have him. The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside him knowing you can't have him. Never frown even when you are sad, because you never know who is falling in love with your smile. To the world, you are one person; But for someone, you are his whole world. But for someone, you are the world. Don't waste your time on a man/woman, who isn't willing to waste their time on you. Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all their heart. Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all their heart. Don't try so hard, the best things come when you least expect them to. 9. Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one. When we finally meet the right person, we should be grateful. Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one. When we finally meet the right person, we should be grateful. ) 10. Don't cry because it is over, smile because it happened. Don't cry because it is over, smile because it happened. )
4. On unselfish love poetry reading 1, "Xuan Mo Tu Me" Yuan Dynasty: Wang Mian.
Brilliant day lily flowers, Luosheng North Hall.
The south wind blows the heart, for whom do you vomit?
A loving mother leans against the door, but a wanderer cannot walk.
May the sun be sparse and the day be fearful.
Looking up at Yunlin, I am ashamed to listen to birds.
Explanation:
Brilliant daylily was born under the North Hall.
The south wind blows the day lily, swaying for whom to confide fragrance?
A kind mother leaned against the door, expecting her child. It's hard for a wanderer to travel far away!
The support for parents is alienated every day, and the news of children is not reached every day.
Looking up at a cloud forest, I am ashamed to hear the sound of the birds, and I still miss it.
2, "Ge E" Pre-Qin: Anonymous
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!
Explanation:
Look, mugwort has grown taller, but 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, and the wind is so biting that it makes people tremble. Everyone has no misfortune, so I can't be the only one!
3, "Wandering Son" Tang Dynasty: 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.
Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?
Explanation:
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?
4. "Night Crying in the Second Dock" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
The second time I lost my mother, I vomited because I was dumb.
Don't fly day and night, keep the old forest old.
Crying in the middle of the night every night, everyone who smells it will be moved.
If you tell me in your voice, you won't give back to your heart.
A hundred birds have no mother, but they are very sad.
What makes you sad should be your mother's kindness.
Once upon a time, there was a Wu Qizhe whose mother died.
What disciple, the heart is not as good as a bird.
The second thing gives the second thing, and the bird once applied.
Explanation:
Jiwu lost his mother and kept crying sadly.
I stayed in the old forest in the morning and evening and refused to fly away all the year round.
Crying in the middle of the night every day, everyone who hears it can't help crying.
Ciwu's crying seems to be lamenting that he failed to fulfill his duty of timely feeding back filial piety.
Don't other birds have mothers? Why are you so sad just because of Jiwu?
Your mother's kindness must be so deep that you can't bear it!
Once upon a time, there was a man named Wu Qi. His mother died, but there was no mourning.
Alas, such people, their hearts are really worse than animals!
Jiwu, Jiwu! You are a great bird!
5, "Guo Feng Family Style Opens the Wind" Pre-Qin: Anonymous
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. God, I have no family.
Is there any cold in the spring? Under Xun. With seven children, my mother is very hard.
The yellow bird, with its voice. There are seven children, don't comfort your mother.
Explanation:
The breeze is blowing from the south, blowing on the buds of jujube trees. Jujube trees are tender and strong, and mothers are busy raising children.
The south wind is warm, and jujube trees grow into firewood. The mother is reasonable and kind, and she doesn't blame her if her son is not good.
Cold spring water is cool, and the source is next to Junyi. The mother raised seven children, and the son grew into a tired mother.
The yellowbird is singing euphemistically. It's so beautiful and noisy. It is difficult to comfort a mother who has raised seven children.
5. Sentence describing mother's selfless love 1 Gonchard's famous saying: maternal love never dries up. This shows that maternal love is very great and will always be with us.
Lao She said: Losing a loving mother is like putting a flower in a bottle. Although there is still color and fragrance, it has lost its roots. I think this sentence shows that loving mother is as important to a person as roots are to flowers.
All the glory and pride in the world come from mothers. (Gorky)
Motherly love is a huge flame. (romain rolland)
There is one of the most beautiful voices in the world, and that is the mother's call. (Dante)
A loving mother's arm is made of love. How can a child not be sweet when sleeping in it? (Hugo)
The sweetest word a person's lips can utter is mom, and the most beautiful call is "mom". (Ji Bolun)
Motherly love is the greatest power in the world. (Mill)
When you succeed, everyone is a friend. But only mother-she is a partner in failure. (Zheng Zhenduo)
10 maternal love is so strong, selfish and fanatical that it occupies the feelings of our whole soul. (Duncan)
How similar mothers all over the world are! Their hearts are always the same. Every mother has a very pure heart. (Whitman)
12 All the glory and pride in the world come from mothers. (Gorky)
13 One of the most beautiful things in life is maternal love, which is selfless love and dwarfs morality. (Japan)
14 Mom, wherever you are, there is the happiest place (UK)
Motherly love is the greatest power in the world (Mill)
16 Everything else in the world is fake and empty, only the mother is real, eternal and immortal. (India)
In memory of 17' s mother! Dearest lover, you are all my happiness and friendship. (France)
18 how strong, selfish and fanatical maternal love is that it occupies our whole mind (Duncan)
19 In the child's mouth and heart, the mother is God. (UK)
Maternal love is the most beautiful of human emotions, because it is not mixed with luck (France)
2 1 Women are fragile, but mothers are strong (France)
Without the help of selfless maternal love, the child's mind will be a desert. (UK)
A traveler's song
Make clothes for the body of her wayward son, and make clothes for the thread in the hands of a loving mother.
Fearing that it would delay his time to go home, she mended it carefully and thoroughly.
6. The poem of selfless dedication devotes the limited life to serving the people infinitely.
-Lei Feng
Teachers are like red candles, burning themselves and illuminating others.
The greatness of love lies in her selfless dedication.
All I can offer is blood, toil, tears and sweat.
★ You should make other people's lives better because of your existence-Zbal
★ I seem to be a cow, eating grass and milking-Lu Xun
Do the best for others, and finally do the best for yourself. Ruskin, England
Born in this world is not for individuals, but for the country and friends. Rabelais.
At the same time of dedication, I will sublimate myself.
Stretch out a heart and walk without a blade of grass. -Tao Yizhi
Life is a flower, and love is nectar.
7. Dedicated to the oak tree, a poem describing love.
If I love you-
Unlike climbing Campbell,
Show off with your tall branches:
If I love you-
Never imitate spoony birds,
Repeat monotonous songs for the shade;
It is not just like a fountain,
Send cool comfort all year round;
It is not just like a dangerous peak, it increases your height and sets off your dignity.
Even during the day.
Even spring rain.
No, these are not enough!
I must be a kapok beside you,
Standing with you as the image of a tree.
Roots, close to the ground,
Leaves, touching in the clouds.
Every time a gust of wind blows,
We all greet each other,
But no one
Understand what we said.
You have your copper branches and iron stems,
Like a knife, like a sword,
Like halberds,
I have my red flowers,
Like a heavy sigh,
Like a heroic torch,
We share cold waves, storms and lightning;
We enjoy the fog, the rainbow,
As if we were separated forever,
But they depend on each other all their lives,
This is great love,
Loyalty is here:
Not only love your strong body,
I also love your stand and the land under your feet.
8. Poems about love ~ ~ ~ ~ (Wang Guozhen)
Love Poem
Love comes from God.
Love is God.
Love is worshipping the true god.
God loves his brother.
Love is to contact the whole Germany.
Love glorifies God and benefits people.
Love is the glory of the Lord's name
Love is to love others as yourself.
Love is patience.
Love is not easy to get angry.
Love is kind.
Love is never jealous.
Love is never boasting
Love is never arrogant.
Love does not do shy things.
Love does not seek its own benefits.
Love is not evil.
Does love like injustice?
Love is all-encompassing.
Love only likes truth.
Love is believing everything.
Love is looking forward to everything.
Love is patience with everything.
Love never fails.
Love is the sanctity of the soul.
Love is honesty.
Love is a hunger for justice.
Love is mutual trust.
Love should not be false.
There is no fear in love.
Love can conquer sin.
The command is always love.
amen
A traveler's song
Make clothes for the body of her wayward son, and make clothes for the thread in the hands of a loving mother.
Fearing that it would delay his time to go home, she mended it carefully and thoroughly.
But how much love does an inch of grass have when it gets three spring rays?
Dry old clothes.
The robe is still there and the collar is still warm.
I can't bear to take it lightly when sewing again, and there are old thread marks of loving mothers on it.
A grateful heart
I came from an accident, like a grain of dust. Who can see my fragility?
Where I come from, where I belong, and who will call me in the next moment.
Although the world is wide, this road is difficult. I have seen all the ups and downs in this world.
How much love and tears I still have, God knows I won't give up.
Grateful heart, thank you, accompany me all my life, let me have the courage to be myself.
Grateful heart, thank you, I will also cherish these flowers.
Motherly love often sees the truth through nagging.
Fatherly love is silent and not easy to find.
Father has taken on too many responsibilities for his family,
Father made great sacrifices for his family.
Fatherly love can't be expressed in words,
Fatherly love needs to be understood with heart.
Father buried the hardships and bitterness of life in his heart.
Bear the desolation in the rain,
Father and wife also worked hard to hold up the sky overhead.
Difficulties, depression, selfless care,
Give comfort and consideration to children.
Rough and harsh, people dare not recall,
Be strict with children.
Fatherly love is very simple, because it is full of expectations for children;
Fatherly love is respectable, because it is selfless dedication;
Father loves greatness because it is the pillar of the family;
Father's love is selfless, because it is always expressed silently.
Father's plough
Long time no see. It's time to tidy up the old house where parents live alone.
His eyes rolled on his father's plow.
Smooth handrails on plough shafts
Looks like the horns of an old cow.
The whip whipped in the sound of "hey-hey-hey"
The powerful bull's-eye is staring at a big end
Year after year passed.
That rusty plow tip
I used to tease my father's heart brightly.
Hot again and again.
Repeated heating.
Deep wrinkles on my father's forehead.
Isn't it the trajectory of walking back and forth?
I can't help reaching out and touching.
It's like getting paid for the first time in my life.
How to deal with the joy of harvest if you can't win.
"Gnome male-,gnome male-,gnome male-,gnome male-,gnome male-,gnome male-!"
"If you don't learn from cows, what will you do in the future!"
Can ambition be equated with direction and even goals?
I don't know, and my father can't explain.
If it weren't for the rumble of tractors
I can only stand and look around.
At present, it is still my father's plow.