1. What are the poems praising "Grandma"

"On July 30th, my grandmother first died at the age of eighty-nine" Ming Dynasty: Yang Ji has white hair, blue eyes and a long life, every time Happy holiday words.

Four thousand days have not yet passed in a hundred years, and it will be ninety springs next year. The guest who has moved has no home and no hope to pay his respects. The lonely minister has an expression but who can express it?

In today's stormy Maocidian, we should talk to our children and grandchildren about distant people. "On the Day of Bingxu, I Drink with My Nephew Wang Jingyuan in Yiwan" Song Dynasty: Chen Zhu recalled the past when he was playing with his grandmother, but now Jiazi is strong.

It is a long-lasting wish to share the love with our children and grandchildren in the third generation. "Partridge Sky: Grandma's Birthday" Yuan Dynasty: Liu Minzhong is green and cool, with purple musk dust.

Bao Ni is clear and warm, and the auspicious clouds are fragrant. There is a feast of flat peaches in Yaochi every day, and the palace is fragrant every year with jade cinnamon.

Pan Yuefu, Meng's neighbor. I will sing, drink and live a good life.

The remaining kind face is the beauty of Banyi, and the children and grandchildren in the eyes are not disgusted with poverty. "Celebrating Luo's grandmother's 100th birthday" Song Dynasty: Wen Tianxiang's beautiful sunflowers shine on the five clouds, and the grace of rising to the hall is clear and pure.

At the Penglai party, I met the Queen Mother, and the girl saw the old man in the light. The rain and dew moisten the whole house, and the country is full of colorful clothes.

Only a thousand years of life will last, and nine hundred springs will live in the world. "Grandma's Birthday" Tang Dynasty: Zhu Changwen was very virtuous and treated the elders with freshness and purity.

When he was seventy years old, there were few people, and his son was honored as the fourth rank in the world. Purple mud is often used to celebrate the door. Although the hair is thick, the body is lighter.

If you want to compare with the old age, the old school will become the old immortal capital. 2. Poems in praise of grandma

Title: Qingpingle Grandma’s Longevity

Era: Yuan Dynasty

Author: Wei Chu

Genre: Words

Surrounded by pearls and greenery. There are few close friends in the dust. A clear music plays the pine and the moon dawns. The children are heartbroken. Singing without pipa. The silver cup has thin curls and flowing clouds. Nowadays, the creek has clear snow and plum blossoms.

Title: Birthday of Grandma Partridge Sky

Era: Yuan Dynasty

Author: Liu Minzhong

Genre: Ci

< p> The green roof is cool and the purple musk dust. Bao Ni clears and warms the fragrant clouds. There is a feast of flat peaches in Yaochi every day, and the palace is fragrant every year with jade cinnamon. Pan Yuefu, Meng's neighbor. I will sing, drink and live a good life. The remaining kind face is full of joy, and the children and grandchildren in the eyes are not disgusted

Title: Jiang Chengzi is the eighty-year-old grandmother and wife

Era: Yuan

Author: Wei Chu

Genre: Ci

Ru'er's forehead is pink and fragrant. Some new makeup. It seems true. Eighty-year-old romantic people are all Taiping people. In the long day, there is a piece of seal music on the harp, the water in the bottle is warm, and the musk plums are scented. The wine is drying and the fairy's cheeks are dizzy and slightly tipsy. Dongting Spring. To be divided equally. Sons and daughters are united in the garden, talking, laughing and valuing affection. I also watched the dancing with blue and red sleeves, singing Yasha, and the little Zhusun.

Title: Water Dragon Ode for the 90th Anniversary of Grandma and Mrs.

Era: Yuan Dynasty

Author: Wei Chu

Genre: Ci

Yufeng has been so cold for thousands of years that the floating flowers and thin leaves are difficult to match. The romance continues unabated, and the Xie family's forest shines with kindness. The most caring person is Fula, who frequently recommends me to him when he is old. Laughing at the children of the world, how can they know things? They are empty and powdery, and the fragrance is in array. I feel ashamed that my son has been so careless, but his golden cup is full of green and spring flowers. I sincerely hope that we will be close to each other and enjoy good health every year. A dragon chants, and a good story is told. Come and listen to it. It's been ten years since I've finished my work. Let's celebrate again on this tenth day.

Title: The Dowager’s Life on Dianjiang Lips

Era: Yuan Dynasty

Author: Wang Ji

Genre: Ci

My mother's Yaochi, the dream returns to the wind and the dew is green and the dawn is dark. Sixth house instrument. The Cao family has a good atmosphere. Eyes full of children and grandchildren, a great country with golden flowers. The head is like a baby. Never heard of it. Old Xihe sneered.