A loving mother loves her son, not for repayment. [Han] Liu An

In October, the pregnancy is heavy, and the reward of the third generation is light.

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The mother in Song of Persuading Filial Piety says that the child lies dry, while the mother in excrement sleeps wet.

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My mother is one hundred years old and often reads eighty children.

The prodigal son doesn't feel cold when his loving mother is before him.

I don't know my parents when I love them.

The old woman with a white head covered the door and cried, but her sleeves were broken. 〕 Tang 〕 Han Yu

When the mother instrument hangs down, the tube will be bright and bright, and the night platform will be silent.

aphorisms

the thread in the hands of a fond-hearted mother, makes clothes for the body of her wayward boy. Before departure, a needle was stitched together, afraid of the son came back late clothes damaged. Who dare say that the children like the weak filial piety, can repay the love of the mother like spring SUNSHINE IN SPRING? [Tang] Meng Jiao

In the past, Meng Mu chose its neighbors. At Mencius sloth, She cut th' cloth. "San Zi Jing"

Mother, the first relative in the world; Motherly love is the first love in the world. Strict word

The only love in the world that is not polluted is maternal love. Strict word

When you succeed, everyone is a friend. But only mother-she is a partner in failure. Zheng Zhenduo

mourns his parents and gives birth to me. The Book of Songs

Without a father, what can I do without a mother?

The Book of Songs is the father's virtue and the son's legacy. Strict words

parents are highly respected; Good education for children.

Don't be happy if you have a son, and don't sigh if you don't have a son. [Tang] Han Yu

People think it's good to have boys and girls, but they don't know that men and women make people old. [Tang] Wang Jian

All parents in the world; The rarest man in the world, brother.

Being a parent is the best in the world; Being a child is a great filial piety in the world.

My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed to me, caressed me, bred me, nurtured me,

cared for me and answered me. The Book of Songs

If a father is unkind, his son will be unfilial; A brother who is not a friend is disrespectful; If the husband is unjust,

if the wife is not. [Southern and Northern Dynasties] Yan Zhitui

There are no virtuous fathers and brothers in life, and there are no strict teachers and friends outside, but few people can succeed. [Song] Lv Gongzhu

What parents want, I will continue to describe it; I cherish those parents' thoughts.

but how much love has the inch-long grass, who received a poem of filial piety and respect for the elderly from Meng Jiao in San Chunhui

Wandering Sons

Meng Jiao

the thread in the hands of a fond-hearted mother and makes clothes for the body of her wayward boy.

carefully she sews and thoroughly she mends, dreading the delays that will keep him late from home.

but how much love has the inch-long grass, won the third spring festival.

seeing Zhang Shenming off for the 15th anniversary of Meng Haoran's pilgrimage to Jingzhou

to celebrate his loving mother.

Xiao Lian paid tribute to Qinchuan because of his age.

Four tweets, announced by Zhong Lang Xu Zhongxuan.

boating on the river, who doesn't look up to the gods.

whose son

Han Yu is not crazy or crazy, so he went to the king's house to be called a Taoist.

the old woman with a bald head covered the door and cried, but she couldn't stop pulling off her blouse and sleeves.

Cui Mei's bride, who is twenty years old, took her home and cried through the market.

Or Yun wants to learn how to play Feng Sheng, and the princess Mu Ling is better than Shaw History.

It's common and vulgar, and it's risky and strange to take your position.

although there are legends about immortals, those who know them know their falsehood.

the sage and sage can be bullied, but it's impossible to die in poverty.

alas, I am sincere, my brother, and I am willing to go to the end of teaching.

it's not too late to punish people by punishing them for advising them on everything.

who's friends and relatives can pity, and write my poem as if it were a gift.

Yan's poems show Liu Sou

Bai Juyi

There is Shuang Yan on the beam, dancing male and female.

between two rafters, one nest gives birth to Si Er.

Si Er is full of days and nights.

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 exhausted.

I'm still afraid of hunger in the nest after ten minutes of communication.

after thirty days' hard work, the 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.

the male and female 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 about yourself.

it's a young day, and it's time to fly high and carry your mother.

my parents thought about it then, but today I should know.

Yu Zhangxing

Li Bai

Hu Feng blows instead of horses and holds Luyangguan in the north.

Wu Bing took photos of the sea snow, and asked the West when to return it.

halfway across Liao and Jin, Huang Yun was miserable.

the old mother and her son are separated, and they are crying among the weeds.

the white horse circled the standard, moaning and climbing.

The poplars are bitter in autumn and fall early in Yuzhang Mountain.

I'm a xiuming man, and I'm not idle when I'm trying to kill people.

I don't care about fighting to death, so I can sweep away the fierceness for you.

if you have no feathers, you can't be afraid of danger.

if a whale flies, it will fall into the Star Bay.

this song can't be played, and the temples of the three armies are in spots.

Ciwu cries at night

Bai Juyi

Ciwu lost his mother, and he was dumb and uttered a plaintive voice.

don't fly around day and night, but keep the old forest for years.

I cry at midnight every night, and the one who hears it is touching my chest.

if you tell me in your voice, you don't feed back your heart.

a hundred birds have no mothers, but they are sad alone.

it should be that the mother is kind and heavy, making you sad.

once upon a time, there was Wu Qizhe, whose mother died.

well, the disciples are not as good as birds.

Ciwu reverts to Ciwu, and Zeng Shen is a bird.

seeing my mother home

Li shangyin

parking my car, leaving me a prisoner.

Sentiment starts from it, and sad tears are stuck in the throat.

the loving mother is seriously ill and wants to vote for a famous doctor.

it's urgent to pick up the bus today, but I can't stay!

if a mother's love is unrequited, what more can life ask for! Collect quotations and allusions about filial piety and respect for the elderly

1. Send the clothes away without returning to the pavilion. (Huang Zunxian)

2. It's impossible to surpass the North Sea by relying on Mount Tai. Folding branches for the elderly is neither for nor for. (Zhuangzi)

3. I didn't have a grandmother, so it's not as today; Grandmother has no ministers, and there is no end to her years. Two people, grandparents and grandchildren, are more dependent on each other. (Shi Biao)

4. but how much love has the inch-long grass won three Chunhui. (Meng Jiao) Poems about filial piety and respect for the elderly

Don't be close

Don't be a person

Don't be a child

the thread in the hands of a fond-hearted mother

makes clothes for the body of her wayward boy

Parents' kindness is as deep as the sea

Life, don't forget your parents' kindness

but how much love has the inch-long grass

Won the Three Chunhui Label: Composition Classic.