1. Write poems about the great mother

Write poems about the great mother 1. Poems describing the great mother

Poems praising the great mother

1. I feel sorry for my parents, who worked so hard to give birth to me. ——"The Book of Songs"

2. Everything else in the world is false and empty. Only mother is real, eternal and immortal. ——India

3. In the mouth and heart of the child, the mother is God. ——UK

4. When I grew up, my mother’s black hair was like that on maple leaves, and the frost was dotted with silver light. I kissed the traces of those years deeply and held my hand. My heart is dedicated to you.

5. With all the love and hardships, who knows my parents who love me? ——"Baby Talk"

6. Although women are fragile, mothers are strong. ——France

7. The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the body of a wanderer. Before leaving, I was afraid of returning late. Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light. ——Meng Jiao of the Tang Dynasty

8. If you don’t have a father, who can you be a parent? If you don’t have a mother, who can you rely on? ——"The Book of Songs"

9. You are a big tree. I rely on you to dream in spring, prosper in summer, mature in autumn, and meditate in winter.

10. Mother is the first parent in the world; maternal love is the first love in the world. ——Zi Yan

2. Poems expressing the great maternal love

Excellent poems and famous lines praising the great maternal love, such as "My mother is holy and kind, I have no one else", "The thread in the hands of a loving mother" "The wanderer's clothes are on his back", "The lights are dark when I am alone at night, my hair is white and new when I comb it in the morning", etc.

(1) My mother is holy and kind, and I have no one to ask her for. "My mother is holy and good, I have no one to ask for", the words come from "The Book of Songs·Beifeng·Kaifeng". The poem says: The glorious wind comes from the south, blowing the thorny heart. The heart of the thorn is young, and the mother's family is tired. The glorious wind comes from the south and blows the thorny firewood. My mother is holy and kind, and I have no one to ask for. Is there a cold spring in love? Under the dredging. He has seven children, and his mother works hard. The yellow bird carries its sound. If you have seven children, don’t comfort your mother’s heart. This is a poem describing the mother's hard work. In the poem, maternal love is described as the gentle breeze coming from the south, nurturing the child's childhood. Even though there are seven sons, the mother still works very hard, and maternal love is so great. And "My mother is holy and kind, and I have no one to ask her for." That is to say, "My mother is sensible and virtuous. It is difficult for me to repay my mother if I am not good enough."

(2) The thread in the hands of the loving mother, the clothes on the body of the wanderer. "The thread in a loving mother's hand, the clothes on a wanderer's body" comes from Meng Jiao's "The Wandering Son's Song". The poem says: The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the body of a wanderer. Before leaving, I was afraid of returning late. Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light. This is an ode to maternal love that has been passed down through the ages. The poem eulogizes the great human beauty and maternal love in a cordial and sincere manner. "The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the body of a wandering child", the people written are mother and son, and the objects written are thread and clothes, but it highlights the flesh-and-blood feelings of mother and child relying on each other. "Before departure, I am afraid of returning late" focuses on the actions and mood of the loving mother, showing the mother's deep love for her son. Although there are no words or tears, it is full of pure love, gripping and making people cry. "Who says that the heart of an inch of grass can repay three rays of spring" is the sublimation of the whole poem. It uses popular image metaphors to express the fiery feelings of a child. How can we repay maternal love like spring and children like grass?

(3) The lights are dim at night, and the hair is white and new in the morning. "The lights are dark when I work alone at night, and my hair is white and new in the morning." This comes from the Qing Dynasty poet Shen Shouhong's "Remembering the Mother". The poem says: Poverty is a Confucian matter, and it is difficult to be an old relative. I pity the negative rice guest from afar, and I have been a native of Yilü for a long time. The lights are dim at night, and my hair is white and new in the morning. There is no benefit in giving birth to a boy, it is just tiring and difficult. The poem describes an elderly mother who is concerned about her son's hardships and often stands leaning against the door, eagerly waiting for her son's arrival. Although my mother is old and her hair is graying every day, she still works hard for her children and grandchildren "at night, alone and in the dark." The troubled old relatives and the selfless mother are really touching.

3. Which poems are used to describe the great mother

1. "The Wandering Son's Song" Tang Mengjiao

The thread in the hands of the loving mother, the clothes on the wandering child. Before leaving, there is a tight gap,

I am afraid that I will return later. Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light.

2. "Farewell to My Mother" by Huang Zhongze of the Qing Dynasty

Pulling up the curtains to pay homage to my mother and going to the river beam, I will be worried for a long time and my eyes will dry up with tears.

It was a miserable snowy night in Chaimen, and it was better to have children than not to have children at this time.

3. "Tenth Five Years" King Anshi of the Song Dynasty

He sent his mother to Han ditch and left Bai Hanyin at home. When the moon comes out and Du Yu is heard, the north and the south are always concerned.

4. "Arrived Home at the End of the Year" by Jiang Shiquan of the Qing Dynasty

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 freshly inked.

When we meet, I pity the thin man, and call him to ask about his hardships. I feel ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh in the dust.

5. "Mother Farewell Son" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

Mother bids farewell to son, son bids farewell to mother, crying bitterly in the dark of day.

The general of Kansai Hsiliers, who defeated Xin Ce Xun last year.

The imperial edict granted 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.

6. "Motherly Love" by Yang Weizhen of the Yuan Dynasty

A loving mother loves her young, and Zhao Jiaguangyi is the crown prince.

The steps of the dragon and the tiger change day by day, and the dog follows the eagle and follows the trend.

Isn’t there a six-foot solitary child under the knee? Ah Zhao and Amei are not crotches.

The ghost lights are blurry at night, and the heavy snow is falling.

If hundreds of officials don’t hold Dong Hu’s pen, how can an orphan and a widower call her husband?

Suddenly, a silver pillar ax was pierced on the ground in front of the bed, causing trouble for the books in the golden cabinet of King Han.

7. "Mo Xuan Tu" Mian Wangmian of the Yuan Dynasty

The bright 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 words of the wise birds.

8. "Whose Son" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty

Whose son is neither crazy nor crazy? 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 from an Old Man in Beizhou" by Zhang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

The old man was going to Beizhou with a salary, and he was worried about visiting his hometown in the north.

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.