1. What are the proverbs and poems about mothers’ concern for their children?
Wandering Ziyin · Meng Jiao’s loving mother’s hands are threaded, and the wandering boy is wearing clothes.
Before leaving, I am afraid of returning late. Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light.
Showing the old clothes, the 30-year-old silk robe is still there, although the collar is torn but still warm. The seams are too heavy to be removed lightly, and there are traces of the old threads of a loving mother. "Arrived Home at the End of the Year" by Jiang Shiquan of the Qing Dynasty. His love for his son is endless, and he returns home with great joy.
The cold clothes are densely stitched, and the letters home are fresh with ink marks. When I met, I felt pity for my thin body, and I called my son to ask about my hardships.
I am ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh in the dust. "Mother Farewell Son" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty Mother bid farewell to son, son bids farewell to mother, the day is lightless and the cry is painful.
The general of the Kansai Hsing Cavalry, who defeated Xin Ce Xun last year. The imperial edict granted him two million yuan, and Luoyang welcomed people like flowers.
New people welcome and old people abandon them, the lotus in the palm is a thorn in the eye. It is not enough to be sad to welcome the new and abandon the old, but it is sad to leave two children in your family.
Your husband and wife, Xin Yanwan, separated my mother and my son.
It is not as good as the crows and magpies in the forest. The mother does not lose her young, the male and the female. It should be like the peach and plum trees in the garden, the flowers falling on the branches with the wind.
Newbies, newbies, listen to me, Luoyang Unlimited Red Mansion Girl. I hope the general will be able to make more contributions and that there will be new people better than you.
There is one of the most beautiful sounds in the world, and that is the call of mother. ——Dante All the glory and pride in the world come from the mother.
——Gorky’s mother is doing well at home. ——Alcott The love between mother and child is the most sacred emotion in the world.
—— Alexandre Dumas The most beautiful voice people hear comes from their mother, from their hometown, and from heaven. ——Wei Brown. 2. What are the proverbs and poems about mothers caring for their children?
Wandering Zi Yin·Meng Jiao
A loving mother has thread in her hands, and a wandering boy has clothes on his body.
Before leaving, I am afraid of returning late.
Whoever speaks an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring.
Showing old clothes
The 30-year-old silk robe still exists, although the collar is torn and warm.
The seams are too heavy to be removed lightly, and there are traces of the old threads of a loving mother
"Arrived Home at the End of the Year" by Chiang Shiquan of the Qing Dynasty
The love for my son is endless, and I am happy to return home. Chen.
The cold clothes are densely stitched, and the letters home are fresh with ink marks.
When we meet, I pity the thin man, and call him to ask about his hardships.
I am ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh in the dust.
"Mother Farewell Son" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Mother bids farewell to son, son bids farewell to mother, crying bitterly in the day without light.
The general of Kansai Hsiliers, who defeated Xin Ce Xun last year.
The imperial edict gave two million in money, and Luoyang welcomed people like flowers.
New people welcome and old people abandon them, the lotus in the palm is a thorn in the eye.
It is not enough to be sad to welcome the new and abandon the old. It is sad to leave two children in your family.
My mother and son have been separated for a long time because of the new Yanwan of your couple.
It is not as good as the crows and magpies in the forest. The mother does not lose her young, the male and the female.
It should be like the peach and plum trees in the garden, the flowers falling on the branches with the wind.
Newbies, newbies, listen to my words, Luoyang Unlimited Red Mansion Girl.
I hope that the general will be able to perform meritorious service again, and that there will be new people better than you.
There is one of the most beautiful sounds in the world, and that is the call of mother. ——Dante
All the glory and pride in the world come from the mother. ——Gorky
My mother has everything going well at home. ——Alcott
The love between mother and child is the most sacred emotion in the world. —— Alexandre Dumas
The most beautiful voice people hear comes from their mother, from their hometown, and from heaven. ——Wei Brown 3. Poems about mothers loving their children
On a miserable snowy night in Chaimen, it is better to have children than not to have children at this time. ——Huang Jingren's "Farewell Old Mother"
My grandson is still here, so she goes in and out without finishing her skirt. ——Du Fu's "Shi Hao Li"
The window of Amu Qi in Yaochi opened, and the singing of yellow bamboo moved the earth to mourn. ——Li Shangyin's "Yaochi"
He sent his mother to Han ditch and left Bai Hanyin at home. ——Wang Anshi's "Fifteen"
The south wind blows his heart, shaking it for whom? A loving mother leans on her door with love, but a wanderer's journey is painful. ——Wang Mian's "Mo Xuan Tu·Part 1"
After thirty days of hard work, the mother becomes thinner and the chick becomes fatter. ——Bai Juyi's "The Poems of Yan Revealed to Liu Sou"
When Si'er is a young child, he flies high and carries his mother on his back. ——Bai Juyi's "The Poems of Yan Revealed to Liu Sou"
Lifting the curtains and worshiping his mother, Heliang, Bai Juyi is worried about seeing tears in his eyes. ——Huang Jingren's "Farewell Old Mother"
Caterpillars are not easy to catch, and the yellow mouth has no period of satiety. ——Bai Juyi's "The Poetry of Yan Revealed to Liu Sou"
My parents read it at that time, but you should know it today. ——Bai Juyi's "Poetry of Yan to Liu Sou"
In the fifteenth year of Caiyi, Cheng Huan was in front of his loving mother. ——Meng Haoran "Sending Zhang Shenming's Sutras to Jingzhou and Visiting the Province"
When I met, I felt pity for the thin body, and called my son to ask about my hardships.
——Jiang Shiquan's "Returning Home at the End of the Year"
Wet clothes with tears of reeds and flowers in the frost —— Yu Gong's "Thinking of Mother"
When the time comes, the virtuous people return to the mirror and repay their kindness and kindness by lighting Buddha lamps. . ——Li Dong's "A Letter of Gratitude to Mr. Situ Xianggong in the First Collection"
Where is the direct line of a house? The hometown of parents cannot be reached. ——Wang Jian's "The Ancient Army"
Mutter the teaching words and brush the sweaters one by one. ——Bai Juyi's "The Poems of Yan Revealed to Liu Sou"
The old mother said goodbye to her son and called to the sky among the wild grass. ——Li Bai's "Yu Zhang Xing"
My love for my son is endless, and I will be happy to return home. ——Jiang Shiquan's "Arriving Home at the End of the Year"
Males and females scream in the air, but they never return after their calls are exhausted. ——Bai Juyi's "The Poems of Yan Revealed to Liu Sou"
It is proposed that the White Emperor in the West was frightened and the ghost mother cried in the autumn suburbs. ——Li He's "Chunfang Zhengzi Jianzi Song"
I am ashamed of my son and dare not sigh in the dust. ——Jiang Shiquan, "Arriving Home at the End of the Year"
Both parents have hardships, especially mothers. ——Xu Xi's "Song of Encouraging Filial Piety"
People think that men and women are good at birth, but they don't know that men and women make people grow old. ——Wang Jian's "Dan Ge Xing"
The father pities the mother and is reluctant to slap her, but she laughs so stupidly that it makes people sigh. ——Lu Tong's "Indicating the Pregnancy"
When I arrived, my parents knew that they were going to be separated from each other, so they put on their clothes as if they were going to die. ——Wang Jian's "Crossing the Liao River"
The child's body is about to be born, and the mother's body is like being in prison. ——Xu Xi's "Song of Encouragement to Filial Piety"
The anvil of the hakama jacket moves the ground, and the song of the parents sings. ——Guan Xiu's "Shangsun Shijun"
I'm sorry for my parents, I was so exhausted when I was born. ——The Book of Songs "Xiaoya·Polygonium"
He was orphaned at the age of four. His mother, Zheng, vowed to keep his integrity and learn from his own teachings. —— Ouyang Xiu's "Book of Painting the Earth"
Parents cry, and the birds also cry. —— Meng Jiao's "Song of Yao (A Song of Shun, Appreciating Zheng's Manor."
Father and mother are here, and the progress is blocked for a long time. How sad! I am worried and pitiful. —— Wang Zhaojun's "Poem of Resentment" < /p>
My father gave birth to me, my mother bowed to me. She cared for me, raised me and nurtured me. She took care of me and returned me - The Book of Songs "Xiaoya Polygonum"
What is there to do without a father? ? Without a mother, what can you rely on? ——The Book of Songs "Xiaoya·LiaoE"
The Ming Dynasty's steamer is empty, and the mother and son are crying. ——Lu You's "A Storm on October 28th" 4. About the mother. What are the poems about caring about children
1. "The Wandering Son" Tang Meng Jiao
The thread in the hands of the loving mother, the clothes on the wandering son are tightly sewed before leaving,
The meaning is fear. Returning late. Who said that the heart of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three spring lights?
2. "Farewell to My Mother" by Huang Zhongze of the Qing Dynasty .
It was a miserable snowy night in Chaimen. It was better to have children than to have no children at this time.
3. "Fifteen" Song Wang Anshi
Go to Hangou. , Bai Hanyin stayed at home. When the moon came out, he heard about Du Yu.
4. "Arrived Home at the End of the Year" by Jiang Shiquan of the Qing Dynasty
The love for his son is endless, and he is happy to return home. . The cold clothes are densely stitched, and the letters home are fresh.
I feel sorry for my thin body, and I feel sorry for my son.
5. "Mother's Farewell." Son》Tang Bai Juyi
The mother parted from her son, and the son parted from his mother, crying bitterly in the light of day.
The general of the Guanxi Hussars, Xin Ce Xun was defeated last year. p>
With the gift of two million yuan, Luoyang welcomes people like flowers
The old ones are welcomed by the new ones, and the lotus flowers in the palms are thorns in the eyes.
It is not enough to welcome the new and abandon the old. , I left two children sadly in Jun's family.
One is walking and the other is sitting. They are sitting, crying, and holding people's clothes.
With your wife Xin Yanwan, my mother and son were born. Separation.
It is not as good as the crows and magpies in the forest. The mother does not lose her young and the male stays with the female.
It should be like the peach and plum trees in the garden, where the flowers fall on the branches with the wind.
Newcomers and newcomers listen to me, the girl of the infinite red house in Luoyang.
I hope the general will make more contributions and there will be more newcomers better than you.
6. "Motherly Love" Yuan Yang Weizhen<. /p>
A loving mother loves her young, Zhao Jiayuan is the crown prince.
The steps of a dragon and a tiger change with each passing day. Six feet alone, Ah Zhao and Amei are not quacks.
The night ghosts are dim, and the heavy snow is falling.
Hundreds of officials do not hold Dong Hu's pen, and they are orphans and widowers. What's the matter?
Suddenly, the silver pillar pierced the ground in front of the bed, causing trouble for the King of Han's golden cabinet.
7. "Mo Xuan Tu" Yuan Wangmian
The brilliant day lily flowers grow under the North Hall.
The south wind blows his heart, shaking it for whom?
A loving mother leans on her door with love, but a wanderer’s journey is painful.
The sweet messages are sparse every day, and the sound and questions are blocked every day.
Looking up at the cloud forest, I feel ashamed to hear the wise birds singing.
8. "Whose Son" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty
Whose son is neither crazy nor crazy, and he went to the king's house to praise the Taoist priest.
The white-headed old mother covered the door and cried, rolling up the broken sleeves of her shirt and leaving them in place.
The bride with green eyebrows was twenty years old, and she was driven back home and cried through the city.
Perhaps Yun wanted to learn how to play Feng Sheng, and admired Ling Fei as much as Xiao Shi.
It is also said that the customs of the time are based on ordinary people, and they strive to obtain noble positions through dangerous and strange practices.
Although there are legends about gods, those who know them will know that they are delusional.
A sage, a king, and a virtuous person can be bullied, but why should he die in a poor mountain?
Oh my brother, Yu Xincheng, I am willing to teach you from beginning to end.
It is not too late to punish him if he does not punish him.
Whoever has sympathy for his friends and relatives can write this poem to me as a gift.
9. "Dan Ge Xing" by Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty
When a person is born, the sun begins to rise. Going up the mountain late, going down the mountain quickly.
Thirty-six thousand dynasties in a hundred years, the night will be strong for half a day.
Singing and dancing must be done early. Yesterday is better than today.
People think that men and women are good at birth, but they don’t know that men and women make people grow old.
Short song line, no music.
10. "Answers on behalf of an old man from Beizhou" by Zhang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
The old man went to Beizhou with a salary, and when he looked north to his hometown, he was worried about the visitors.
He said that the old man had three sons, and two of them died in the yellow sand.
Now that the children have grown up, they will be drafted again next year after hearing the news.
I know for sure that this parting will be scattered, not as good as being together in death and life.
Lend your fields and houses to your neighbors, and return to your hometown alone.
No one knows how hard it is to have more descendants in this lifetime.
According to recent legends, the emperor respects martial arts and vegetables, and strengthens his troops to quell Hu Chen.
There is a long-term strategy for peace and harmony in the border area, so there is no need to displace the Chinese.
11. "The Great Night Work" by Tang Gaoshi
The hotel is sleepless under the cold light, and the guest's heart becomes desolate.
I miss my hometown tonight, and worry about tomorrow for another year.
12. "Buxu" Tang Sikong Picture
My mother taught Buxu, and Sanyuan Chang sent the pot.
The rhymes and customs of Yunshao ceased, and the Yao harp stopped, and the luan and crane flew low to brush the treasure furnace.
13. "Sending Zhang Shenming's Sutras to Jingzhou Province" by Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty
In the fifteenth year of Caiyi, Cheng Huan was in front of his loving mother. Xiaolian pays tribute every year, and carries oranges to Qinchuan.
Among the four candidates, Xu Zhongxuan was the middle doctor. Who wouldn’t admire the gods while boating on the river? 5. Poems about parents caring for their children
Once described the fragrance of the grassland;
Let him never forget each other even in the ends of the world.
Mother always loves to describe the big river Mighty;
Running in my distant hometown on the Mongolian plateau.
Now I finally see this vast land;
Standing on the fragrant grassland, I shed tears. Rain;
The river is singing the blessings of the ancestors;
Bless the wandering children and find their way home
Ah! Father's grassland,
Ah! Mother's river;
Although I can no longer express it in my mother tongue.
Please accept my sadness and my joy;
I am also a child of the plateau. ah!
There is a song in my heart;
The song contains my father’s grassland and my mother’s river! Father's grassland,
Ah! Mother's river;
Although I can no longer express it in my mother tongue.
Please accept my sadness and my joy;
I am also a child of the plateau. ah!
There is a song in my heart;
The song contains my father’s grassland and my mother’s river.
I am also a child of the plateau!
There is a song in my heart;
The song contains my father’s grassland and my mother’s river.
Meng Jiao
The thread in the hands of the loving mother, the clothes on the wanderer's body.
Before leaving, I am afraid of returning late.
Whoever speaks an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring.
Selections from "The Poems of Yan Revealed to Liu Sou"
Bai Juyi
When Si'er was a young child, he flew high and carried his mother on his back.
My parents read it then, but you should know it today.
"Fifteen"
Wang Anshi
He sent his mother to Han ditch and left Bai Hanyin at home.
When I heard about Du Yu in the bright moon, the north and the south were always concerned.
"Arriving Home at the End of the Year"
Jiang Shiquan
My love for my son is endless, and I am happy to return home.
The cold clothes are densely stitched, and the letters home are fresh with ink marks.
When we meet, I pity the thin man, and call him to ask about his hardships.
I am ashamed of the Son of Man, and dare not sigh in the dust.
"Remembering My Father"
Song Lingyun
Wu Shu Yanyun broke the ruler's book, how can we hate each other when we are so far apart?
The dream soul is not afraid of the distance of Chang'an, and I have taken advantage of the wind several times to ask about my daily life.
"Thinking of Mother"
Yu Gong
Clothes are wet with the tears of reed flowers in the frost, and the white head no longer leans on the firewood leaf.
During the yellow plum rains in May last year, Zeng Dian returned home from shopping for rice.
"Remembering the Mother"
Ni Ruixuan
It is difficult for me to cross the river, and I don't know whether it is safe or not.
I shed tears of missing my loved one in the dark, I only fear that I will shed more tears for my son! 7. Poems describing a mother's concern for her son in winter
Someone once asked me this question: "What is the greatest love in the world?" At that time, I just shook my head because I didn't know at all. No answer.
And now I can simply answer, that is "maternal love". In my eyes, mother is the greatest and most holy love. Maternal love is selfless and does not ask for anything in return.
I was brought into this world by my mother. She coaxed me in her arms when I was a child. Now my mother encourages me to study hard and serve the motherland when I grow up. Mother is great. Last summer, I got sick and the sun was shining brightly. My mother took me to the hospital to see a doctor.
When I arrived at the hospital, my mother was sweating profusely. She hurriedly registered and took me upstairs to see a doctor. My mother came home and cooked medicine for me in the kitchen. I walked into the kitchen, ah! It's so hot! I really can't stand it.
I saw my mother was sweating, and I said: "Mom, you go out to cool down first, and then come back to cook the medicine, okay?" My mother said: "Son, my mother knows your mood and wants me to go out. Cool down for a while, no need, you can drink it early, mom will be relieved. Maternal love is deep, contains rich emotions, and contains endless emotions; maternal love is infinite, it blooms with countless flowers, and it floats endlessly. The fragrance of flowers; maternal love is great, it contains profound meaning, it brews you and me.
There is a very familiar lyric: "Only mothers are good in the world, and a mother's child is like a treasure. A motherless child is like grass. "Ah!!! How great maternal love is! I want to study hard and repay my mother for her kindness in raising me.
Guo Jiazheng, Class 5 (1), Qinglong Street Primary School, Jinan City, nestled warmly against her mother I had nothing to do after dinner, so I picked up a newspaper and flipped through it casually. Suddenly, a piece of news came into my eyes, Mother's Day! Looking carefully, the second Sunday in May every year is Mother's Day, isn't it tomorrow? I trembled, and I couldn't help but feel my heart surge. I had so many thoughts, and waves of heat poured into my heart, hitting my heart one after another. My mind was suffocating and it was hard to calm down. I also have a white-haired man. My old mother! I don’t know if it’s because of my cocooned mentality or lack of filial piety, but I haven’t seen my old mother who is so far away for a long time.
It’s the dead of night and everything is silent. My heart is still restless and my thoughts are wandering. I make a cup of strong tea and light a cigarette. I huddle quietly and tiredly in a corner of the dark room, slowly tasting the strong tea and leisurely sucking on the cigarette. The smoke haphazardly turned into wisps of light filament circles, one after another, spreading out and filling the small space in the room. It passed through the gaps in the window lattice and turned into light clouds that flew away, and the immersed thoughts also followed. The waves sublimate and become elegant, and the soul is allowed to escape from the body and wander away in confusion. Through the deep, dark, empty and silent night sky, the soul and thoughts slowly come together again, wandering and wandering heavily. Falling and returning, people seem to have returned to the intimate and familiar room in the courtyard of their hometown, standing and nestling next to their old mother. The old mother's white hair is stooped and thin, and her face is full of wrinkles and warmth. She gazed at her son lovingly, shedding sweet tears from the bottom of her heart, so peacefully, happily, and from the bottom of her heart, murmuring kindly to herself, asking this and that, talking over and over again.
A son will never grow up in his mother's eyes, a son will never be sensible in his mother's eyes, and a son will never take care of himself in his mother's eyes. My son will always be so silly in the eyes of his mother, his son will always be his mother's darling, his son will always be his mother's baby, and his son will always be his mother's son, no matter how good his son is in the outside world. You are excellent and capable, you are so beautiful, you are so mature and charming, but your mother will always be the one who cares most about you, even if you are in your seventies or eighty years old and have a family full of children and grandchildren.
A mother is the hotbed of her son’s warmth and attachment, and her son’s warmth. The hot quilt and the hot bed of the mother are the son's most comfortable territory. The mother's kindness and kindness are always the source of happiness for the son. From the time he can remember, he always begs for the sweetest and most delicious food when his mother comes back from going out. Even in the most difficult years, mothers would rather go hungry and wear single clothes that can hardly keep out the cold, but they will also let their babies be well fed and clothed, and they will always have new clothes during the New Year.
The son's laughter and crying are the most satisfying and heart-wrenching thing for a mother.
In my family, for as long as I can remember, no matter how difficult the years were or how constrained the economy was, even in those days when we couldn’t eat steamed buns all year round, my mother would steam up many tempting buns for us brothers and sisters on the 27th of the wax lunar month every year. The white-flour steamed buns made by the chef are guaranteed to make fragrant white rice and braised pork stew for us at noon on New Year’s Eve, allowing us brothers and sisters to enjoy a hearty meal. The thought of it is still so mouth-watering and tempting.
For this reason, I don’t know how many village women my mother suffered from ridicule and ridicule. How many of them said that my mother would not live a wasteful life? Because other families’ New Year steamed buns are first steamed on the 29th of the lunar month or the 30th of the Lunar New Year. I think only I can understand the mystery of my mother's feelings and love. This habit continues in my family to this day. Although every day is as good as the Chinese New Year, my mother is still so stubborn and persistent.
When I was a child, I could only help my mother turn on the bellows and light the fire. Now that I have a gas stove, I can only sit on the head of my mother’s hot pit without doing anything else, snuggled up to my mother’s side warmly. I enjoy the comfort given to me by maternal love like a fairy, slowly taste the greedy memories that maternal love brought me into my childhood, and feel the warmest and deepest affection in maternal love. Mother! You have worked hard and have worked hard for your children all your life. Your unfilial son takes advantage of this most solemn festival to present to you the most fragrant, warm and noble carnation in the world! Heaven testifies! My son will never forget your kindness! My childhood was like a shooting star in the sky, bright but quickly dissipated; my youth was like running water, passing away without a trace. Now, as a young man, I am suffering in real life like a fried dough stick.
My mother, who was born, grew up and raised her children in the countryside, never knew that May would be her birthday and that of all mothers in the world. She also didn’t know that carnations represented What are you wearing? At this time, the bayberry trees in my hometown responded. 8. There are poems or famous sayings about mothers protecting their children
Best answers 1. Maternal love is the greatest power in the world.
——Mir 2. Mother’s love is a huge flame. ——Romain Rolland 3. “No matter what reputation, status, happiness, or honor in the world, nothing can compare to staying with your mother, even if she doesn’t know a word, even if she eats ‘red’ all day long (Note) : Refers to sorghum pancakes).
——Ji Xianlin 4. There is one most beautiful voice in the world, and that is the call of mother. ——Dante 5. “I am lucky to have a mother who loves me.” ——Beethoven 6. The greatness of my mother’s love for me makes me have to use my hard work to verify that this love is worth it. ——Chagall (painting master) 7. The arms of a loving mother. It is made of love, how can a child not be sweet when sleeping in it? ——Hugo 8. My life began when I opened my eyes and fell in love with my mother’s face. ——George Eliot 9. At our mother's knees we acquire our noblest, truest, and loftiest ideals, but rarely any money in them. ——Mark Twain ① I gave my mother a gift. There was a lot of chaos, but I think she enjoyed it quite a bit. ——Mark Twain ② All the glory and pride in the world come from the mother
——Gorky ③The mother of the world is. How similar! Their hearts are always the same. Every mother has an extremely pure heart. ——Whitman ④ On the most ridiculous day in your life, even if you have an electric deception machine, you You can’t fool your mother either.
——Homer Simpson ⑤ In the minds and mouths of children, mother is the name of God —— Thackeray (author of "Vanity Fair") ⑥The power of motherhood wins. Go through the laws of nature.
——Barbara Kingsolver (famous contemporary American writer) ⑦A mother’s heart is an abyss, and you will always find forgiveness in its deepest part.——Barr. Zach's mother is my greatest teacher, a teacher full of love and fearless spirit.
If love is as sweet as a flower, then my mother is the sweet flower of love. - Stevie Wonder (the famous American blind male singer) ⑵ Mothers are born philosophers
——Mrs. Stowe (author of "Uncle Tom's Cabin", American female writer) ⑶ Mother. Not the person to rely on, but the person to make dependence unnecessary - American female novelist Fischer D.C. ⑷Everything I have is due to my angelic mother.
——Lincoln ⑸ As a modern parent, I know that what matters is not how many material things you give your children, but the care and love you pour into them. A caring attitude can not only save you money. A substantial sum of money, and it may even give you a sense of comfort that you spent little and gave more than a gift.
American writer Noel O. ⑹ “She made me feel the temptation of beauty! ” ——Darwin ⑺ To me, my mother seems to be the most amazing woman I know... I have met too many people in the world, but I have never met a woman as elegant as my mother. If I had If it's accomplished, it's all thanks to her.
——Charles Chaplin ⑻ "When I was young, she said that I was a good boy. With such a selfless and sacrificial model mother, how can I not be a good boy?" —— Hungarian music master Liszt ⑼ "What I get from my mother is happiness and the joy of telling stories."
—— Goethe ⑽ "My mother's devotion and concentration are instilled in a boy. It's great self-esteem, and those who have it from childhood will never give up, but develop into confident adults. You have the confidence that you can succeed if you work harder."
— —Dr. Dorothy Eno (psychologist, University of London, UK) ⑾ "When my mother died, I was so exhausted physically and mentally that I almost collapsed. I almost didn't know how to live." ——Heath (former British Prime Minister ) ⑿ "My first enlightenment teacher was my mother."
——Mao Dun ⒀My mother is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I owe everything to my mother.
All my achievements in life are due to the moral, intellectual and physical education I received from her. ——George Washington ⒁No matter what I am now or what I hope to be in the future, I owe it all to my angelic mother.
I remember my mother’s prayers. They have always been with me and have been with me all my life. ——Abraham Lincoln ⒂A good mother is worth a hundred teachers.
——George Herbert (British poet). 9. What are the proverbs or verses about "parents caring for their children"?
What are the proverbs or verses about "parents caring about their children":
1. I feel sorry for my parents, who have worked so hard to give birth to me. . ____Anonymous "Polygonium"
2. My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed to me. ____Anonymous "Polygonum"
3. When my father got the letter and knew I was there, he opened a small pavilion near the water for you. ____Su Shi's "Farewell to Jia Na's Wrinkled Eyebrows"
4. The father plowed the fields on the plains, while the son went to the fields in the mountains of Luo. ____Nie Yizhong's "Tian Family"
5. The male and female scream in the air, but they never return after their calls are exhausted. ____Bai Juyi's "The Poems of Yan Revealed to Liu Sou"
6. When I arrived, my parents knew that they were going to be separated from each other, so they put on their clothes as if they were going to die. ____Wang Jian's "Crossing the Liao River"
7. The idiot does not know the etiquette of father and son, so he asks for food and cries to the east of the door in anger. ____Du Fu's "Collection of Baiyou"
8. The thread in the hands of the loving mother, the clothes on the wanderer's body. ____Meng Jiao's "Wandering Son Yin/Welcome to the Mother"
9. People think that men and women are good at birth, but they don't know that men and women make people grow old. ____Wang Jian's "Dan Ge Xing"
10. Pulling up the curtains to pay homage to the mother river and Liang, I will be worried for a long time and my eyes will dry up with tears. ____ Huang Jingren's "Farewell, Old Mother"
11. I am sorry for my parents, who gave me a hard life. ____Anonymous "Polygonium"
12. My love for my son is endless, and I will be happy to return home. ____Jiang Shiquan's "Returning Home at the End of the Year"
13. Whoever cares about an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring. ____Meng Jiao's "Wandering Son's Song/Welcoming Mother"
14. My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed to me. ____Anonymous "Polygonium"
15. When we meet, we pity the thin man, and call him to ask about his hardships. ____Jiang Shiquan's "Arriving Home at the End of the Year"
16. A loving mother relies on her love at the door, but a wanderer's journey is difficult. ____Wang Mian's "Mo Xuan Tu·Part 1"
17. The male and female screamed in the air, but they never came back. ____Bai Juyi's "The Poems of Yan Revealed to Liu Sou"
18. When I arrived, my parents knew that they were going to be separated from each other, so they put on their clothes as if they were going to die. ____Wang Jian's "Crossing the Liao River"
19. My parents read it at that time, but you should know it today.
____Bai Juyi's "The Poems of Yan Revealed to Liu Sou"