Poems and famous quotes about respecting the elderly

1. Poems about respecting the elderly

Poems about respecting the elderly 1. Ancient poems about respecting the elderly

Climbing Lanshan Mountain in Autumn to Send Zhang Wu (Meng Haoran)

In the white clouds of the North Mountain, the hermit feels happy. When we look at each other, we climb high, and our hearts follow the wild geese.

Worry arises in the dusk, and happiness comes in the autumn. Sometimes I see people returning to the village, crossing the sand to rest.

The trees on the horizon are like shepherd's purses, and the islands on the riverside are like the moon. Why should I bring you wine to get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival?

Passing by my old friend’s village (Meng Haoran)

My old friend brought chicken and millet and invited me to Tian’s house. The green trees border the village, and the green mountains and hills slope outside.

Open a dining room and chat over wine. When the Double Ninth Festival comes, there will be chrysanthemums.

Climbing high (Du Fu)

The wind is strong, the ape is screaming in the sky, and the white bird is flying back from the clear sand in Zhugong. The endless falling trees rustled, and the endless Yangtze River rolled in.

Wanli is always a guest in the sad autumn, but he has been sick for hundreds of years and only appears on the stage. Difficulty and bitterness hate the frost on the temples, and the wine glass is stained by the new stop.

It will happen on September 10th (Li Bai)

After climbing up yesterday, I will raise my glass again today.

Why is the chrysanthemum so bitter? It suffers from these two double suns.

Reminiscing about the Shandong brothers on September 9th (Wang Wei)

Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during the festive season.

I know from afar that when my brothers climb to a high place, there is one less person planting dogwood trees everywhere.

Climbing the Mountain in Nine Days (Du Mu)

The wild geese are first flying in the autumn shadow of Jiang Han, and the guests are carrying pots on the Cuiwei.

It is rare in this world to smile, and you must return with your head full of chrysanthemums.

But I will be drunk to celebrate the festival, and I will not come to hate the sunset.

This has been the case throughout the ages, why should Niu Shan be alone in his clothes?

White Chrysanthemums (Bai Juyi) on the Double Ninth Festival Banquet

The garden is full of golden chrysanthemums and tulips, with a solitary cluster of white frost among them.

It’s like today’s singing and dancing banquet, and the white-headed man enters the youth field.

View of Xuanwu Mountain Travel on September 9th (Lu Zhaolin)

Looking at the mountains and rivers on September 9th, I returned to my heart and looked at the accumulated wind and smoke.

Drinking golden flower wine in a foreign country, we feel the sorrow of the wild geese thousands of miles away.

Ninth Day in Shuzhong (Wang Bo)

On September 9th, at the Wangxiang Terrace, he held a banquet to see off guests from a foreign country.

Human feelings are tired of the suffering in the south, and the swan geese are coming from the north.

Works in Nine Days (Wang Jin)

Don’t compare the border areas to Kyoto, where there is severe frost in August and the grass has withered.

When I went to Denggao to drink wine today, I wondered whether there were chrysanthemums or not.

Ninth Day (Yang Heng)

Yellow flowers and purple chrysanthemums fall beside the fence. Pick chrysanthemums and enjoy the new fragrance with wine.

I couldn't bear to miss my hometown today, so I forced myself to plant dogwood trees to accompany everyone.

On the ninth day of Fenghe, I was lucky enough to visit Wei Pavilion and climb up to get the word "Zhi" (Wei Anshi)

On the ninth day of the Autumn Festival, I got a Chen ritual.

The chrysanthemums are floating in the golden wind, and the jade dew is weeping on the cane branches.

Looking beyond the eight celestial bodies, the astronomy is covered with seven rays.

When you are close to the depths, why don’t you forget the danger when you are at a high place.

Walking on the Shasha (Take a drink in Huzhuan Gang on the second eve after the Gengxu Mid-Autumn Festival·Xin Qiji)

The moonlight towers, the autumn-scented courtyards, and the smiling people coming and going. Who is desolate when autumn comes? Song Yu was so sad back then!

After sharing cups and plates, singing and dancing, ask him what is so sad about him? There are times of reflection but also sadness, as the Double Ninth Festival is going to be windy and rainy.

In the Shadow of Drunk Flowers (Li Qingzhao)

The mist is thick and the clouds are dark, and the day is long, and the auspicious brain sells the golden beast.

It’s the Double Ninth Festival and it’s the Double Ninth Festival. The jade pillow and gauze cupboard are cool in the middle of the night.

After dusk when I drink wine in Dongli, there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves.

It’s hard not to be ecstatic, the west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers!

Intoxicated by the East Wind · Chongjiu (Guan Hanqing)

Inscribed with red leaves and clear water in the ditch, people admiring the yellow flowers are drunk in the singing tower.

The sky is long and the shadows of wild geese are sparse, and the moon is setting and the mountains are thin.

In the deserted late autumn, the decaying willow trees and cicadas are filled with sadness.

Who is willing to teach white clothes to serve wine?

Ninth Day (Vinsen)

The Double Ninth Festival chrysanthemum blooms for three years and is not at home when it blooms.

How can I drink wine today and suddenly see the flowers in my hometown?

There are clouds and trees in the wilderness, and geese gather on the sand in the cold weather.

When you come to Wuyi, where can you see Beijing?

Double Ninth Festival (Wen Tianxiang)

The two temples are drifting thousands of miles away, and the old sycamore trees in my hometown are autumn colors.

The rivers and lakes are full of wild geese perching on the new moon, and the alleys are empty as the swallows bid farewell to the setting sun.

Why do fallen leaves keep flowing water? Yellow flowers without owners are more like the west wind.

How much hatred does Qian Kun have? The day before yesterday, Longshan was like a dream.

2. Ancient poems about respecting, loving, and respecting the elderly

Changing Customs·Three Hu Bingyan Hu Bingyan Changing Customs·Happiness: Marriage, having children, happy events, adding people to the most beautiful things, making them happy, don’t let worries disturb the troubles. Because of money, we advocate a civilized approach to weddings and do things within our capabilities. Everyone must be virtuous, respect etiquette, keep weddings simple, don’t use betrothal gifts, don’t do big things, save money, and focus on your career. Husband and wife work together to make money, work together, be virtuous, be filial to your parents, raise your children well, and be good neighbors. Sincerity, harmony, family harmony, mutual respect, and happiness. Over the past century, customs have changed. - Filial piety. The most difficult thing to do in life is to be filial to a century old. You should be filial in twenty-four years of your life. Do not wait until it is too late to stop filial piety. It is too late for your body, hair, and skin to accept your parents. Be filial. A filial and filial son must be wise, benevolent, filial, and admired by his neighbors. Purple swallows circle the beams, enjoy chunxuan, and be filial. Filial piety is not in words. It is in action, hands-on, and dynamic. The heavenly body is upright for the descendants of Fan Ming. Up and down, efficiency is passed down. Filial piety can multiply, happiness, longevity, efficiency, and prosperous descendants of the family can change customs and customs - a hundred years of life. After a hundred years, we advocate civilized funerals. No drummers are invited, no paper is burned, no coffins are used, no big events, less banquets, fewer gifts, bows and sacrifices, more solemn and frugal, cultivate virtue and eliminate bad habits. Humanistic care is better than money. Remember the dead, use civilized flowers to comfort the ancestors, resist feudalism and superstition, and change customs. New Style Exhibition.

3. Poems about filial piety and respect for the elderly

1. If there is no hatred in your eyes, you will not believe that there are white heads in the world.

2. Wearing robes and makeup everywhere, children are bustling with lights on the Sixth Street. What am I doing with my long gown? It’s also in the laughter of tourists.

3. Looking at the mountains and rivers on September 9th, I return to my heart and look at the accumulated wind and smoke. Drinking golden flower wine in a foreign country, we feel the sorrow of the wild geese together thousands of miles away.

4. During the Double Ninth Festival, the chrysanthemum leaves the dust, and the sick on the river bank picks up a stick to support himself. I don’t know who is the romantic and unlucky person at the Longshan meeting today.

5. When climbing high, you can only look north. The chrysanthemums can help you see clearly. The first festival of separation and hatred comes, and I only rejoice in the sunshine when I live in poverty. It can be seen when good writing is done, but it will never succeed after learning. Don't lament that the mountains are blocking the way, why shouldn't we stop the troops?

6. The chrysanthemums on the edge of the hat-dropping platform are half-yellow, and pedestrians face the Double Ninth Festival melancholy. When Jingzhou saw Huan Xuanwu, he took advantage of the sad autumn to enter the imperial hometown.

7. The slow autumn light cannot be retained, and the red leaves are full of dusk. It's the Double Ninth Festival again, and the pavilion is at the top. The fragrance of dogwood falls, the smell of purple chrysanthemum,

8. Drunk on the Chinese Valentine's Day, I show my ancestors in the east soup, and the jade hall blooms with green screen in spring; no one understands me when I am sad, I pinch my sandalwood marks to teach the little actress.

4. What are the poems about "filial piety and respect for the elderly"

1. The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the body of a wanderer. ____Meng Jiao's "Wandering Son Yin/Welcome to Mother"

2. 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"

3. Pulling up the curtains and worshiping the mother river Liang, I will be worried for a long time and my eyes will dry up with tears. ____ "Farewell Old Mother" by Huang Jingren

4. I feel sorry for my parents, who gave me a hard time. ____Anonymous "Polygonium"

5. 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"

6. Whoever speaks of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring. ____Meng Jiao's "Wandering Son's Song/Welcoming Mother"

7. My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed to me. ____Anonymous "Polygonium"

8. When we meet, we pity the thin man, and call him to ask about his hardships. ____Jiang Shiquan's "Returning Home at the End of the Year"

9. A loving mother relies on her love at the door, but a wanderer has a hard journey. ____Wang Mian's "Mo Xuan Tu·Part 1"

10. The male and female screamed in the air, but they never came back.

____Bai Juyi's "The Poems of Yan Revealed to Liu Sou"

11. 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"

12. My parents read it at that time, but you should know it today. ____Bai Juyi's "The Poems of Yan Revealed to Liu Sou"

13. There is a grandma who has not left, and her skirts are not finished when she comes in and out. ____Du Fu's "Shi Hao Li"

14. After thirty days of hard work, the mother becomes thin and the young becomes fatter. ____Bai Juyi's "The Poems of Yan Revealed to Liu Sou"

15. When Si'er is a youngling, he flies high and carries his mother on his back. ____Bai Juyi's "The Poems of Yan Revealed to Liu Sou"

16. The frost wipes out the reed flowers and wets the clothes with tears, and the old man no longer leans on the wood door. ____Yu Gong's "Thinking of Mother"

17. The mother bids farewell to her son, and the son bids farewell to his mother. The cry is painful in the absence of light during the day. ____Bai Juyi's "Farewell to Son"

18. Observe the rules and vows, and learn by personal teaching. ____Ouyang Xiu's "Book of Painting the Earth"

19. In the Ming Dynasty, the steamer was empty again, and the mother and son were crying. ____Lu You's "The Stormy Day on October 28th"

20. Mutter the words and brush the sweaters one by one. ____Bai Juyi's "The Poems of Yan Revealed to Liu Sou"

21. The old mother said goodbye to her son and called to the sky among the wild grass. ____Li Bai's "A Trip to Yu Zhang"

5. Poems about respecting the elderly

I am proud to tell you,

The virtue of respecting and loving the elderly is in the dark. A lamp;

It is a fire in the cold winter;

It is a spring in the desert;

It is a sweet rain during a long drought.

Virtue is actually a warm hand extended when you need help;

A warm heart extended when you need to talk;

A cordial condolence when you need concern.

Only in this kind of world can the elderly feel the warmth and beauty of the world;

can they stay away from loneliness,

can they finish their journey with joy A journey of life,

can fill the whole world with laughter.

Let us all act together to respect, love and help the elderly. This is our unshirkable responsibility.

The wheel of history is rolling forward,

Let us hold high the banner of respecting and caring for the elderly in the new century,

Dedicate all our love and filial piety,

Abandon the selfish concept of "if anyone does not serve himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth",

Carry forward the fine tradition of respecting the elderly,

Create a good environment for the elderly to spend their old age peacefully conditions,

Let the world be sunny and loving!

6. What are the ancient poems about respecting the elderly?

The ancient poems about respecting the elderly are as follows:

1. "The Story of Qi Huan and Jin Wen" by Mencius and his disciples in the pre-Qin period:

When I am old, I am in harmony with others; when I am young, I am in harmony with others.

2. "The Wandering Son's Song" by Meng Jiao of the Tang Dynasty:

The thread in the hands of the loving mother, the clothes on the wandering boy's body. Before leaving, I was afraid of returning late. Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light.

3. "Children's Talk" by Lv Desheng of the Ming Dynasty:

With all the love, thousands of kindnesses and hundreds of hardships, who knows my parents who love me?

4. Mencius during the Warring States Period, "Mencius, King Hui of Liang, Part 1":

The old and the old are like the old of the people, and the young and the young are like the young of the people.

5. "Whose Son" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty:

The white-headed old mother covered the door and cried, and rolled up the sleeves of her shirt and left them unbroken.

Famous quotes about respecting the elderly:

1. To hold Mount Tai to cross the North Sea is impossible, not impossible; to break branches for the elderly is not possible, not impossible.

2. Without my grandmother, I would not be here today; without my grandmother, I would not be able to live out my remaining years. Grandfather and grandson are more dependent on each other.

3. A son is filial to his father and has a broad heart.