A poem expressing a father's love for his daughter.

The poem about having a daughter is 1. What are the poems about daughters?

1, Luoyang girl's song

Tangwangxu

There is a girl from Luoyang in the door across the street. She looks fifteen, maybe a little older.

Her master rode on his fast horse, wearing a jade-bit reins, and her maid brought her cod on a gold plate.

Her painting pavilion faces the red tower, and the cornices are pink and green peach blossoms and willows.

Luo Wei sent seven fragrant cars, and rare fans shaded her and made her home with nine curtains.

Her master, status and wealth and the seeds of life are more generous than the richest people in ancient times.

He likes this girl from humble origins, teaches her to dance and gives his coral tree to almost anyone.

When his nine soft lights went out, the wind of dawn began to blow, nine small flying flowers.

Between dances, she had little time to sing and sat dressed like incense.

All the people she knows in the town are rich and extravagant. She visits the owner of the happiest building day and night.

Who will notice this girl from Yue, with a white face, humble and poor, washing silk by the river alone? .

2. Good Daughter

Huang Songting Jian

When will spring come back? Don't ask Tao Li anything. Swallows return to their habitat, and pear blossoms fall into the West Garden. Only Yue Chanjuan. Like everyone else, it is difficult to get close to the sky. hope

Teach young English to meet each other often and seek reunion.

3. Guxing

Tang changjian

There are two phoenix trees on the pulley well, and the days when birds hold flowers are gone forever.

In the year of Mochow, the daughter of a boudoir is full of resentment.

The pomegranate skirt flies, and people are silent.

Blue silk, plain silk, red and green silk, woven into brocade, who should I be?

4. Good Daughter

Songchouyuan

Hate eyebrows.

Two shades of green.

Don't worry, I was drunk last night. I am young and tender. I was too drunk in Zhen Hong to marry Dongfeng.

Helpless gossamer abortion, being spent every day.

The West Garden and Doucaofang are blocked seven times, for fear that it will rain lightly in the Ming Dynasty, the imperial court will be slippery and the lotus bow will be soaked.

5. "Picking Lotus"

Tangfanggan

The daughter of picking lotus leaves has residual heat, and it invades early overnight. Peeling onions like snow,

Draw a radial tap on Pugen Moon. Win or lose at the speed of Lanzhou foot, and go to the river bend to gamble something first.

I walked to the bend of the river and scattered among the flowers.

2. Poems about missing your daughter

1, "Night Shift" Tang

The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad.

My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty.

2, "Home" Tang Du Mu

The child held hands and asked, why don't you come back? * * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns?

3. Song Ligou in Homesickness

People say that the place where the sun sets is the horizon. I try to look at the horizon, but I can't see my home.

Castle Peak is being influenced by Castle Peak, which covers my sight. Twilight, Castle Peak.

The letter from Shi Jing was written by Yuan Kai.

The river is three thousand miles long, and there are fifteen letters from home. There is nothing else between me, just telling me to go back to my hometown as soon as possible.

5, "Hao Chu sees the mountain with the Lord to send friends to Jinghua" Liu Tang Zongyuan

The sharp mountain by the sea is like a sword, and Qiu Lai cuts his heart everywhere.

If you want to become hundreds of billions, you can go to the top to see your hometown.

3. What are the poems about "praising your daughter"?

Praise your daughter both subjectively and objectively;

Subjectively praising your daughter is also a deep affection for your daughter;

1. The south wind blows home and flies into the restaurant.

There is a peach tree in the east of the building, and its branches are covered with smoke.

This peach tree was planted when I left. It has been three years.

The peach tree is as tall as the restaurant now, but I still went there and never came back.

My Nv Jiao's name is Pingyang, and my hand is folded on the side plate of the peach tree when I go home.

Peach blossom can't see his father's face, and tears are pouring down his face. ————————— Li Bai (Tang) "Sending Two Young Children from the East"

There is grass in front of the mountain and behind it, and the door is covered when you go out all day. -Cao Ye (Tang) "Northland Leisure Thinking"

After the rain, the stream leveled the bank and looked at the children in the village to thank yat sen villa.

Bamboo and horses gallop, kites are domineering and whistling in the wind.

In the third winter, I temporarily learned from Confucian scholars and practiced from my parents.

3. The literacy is rough enough to serve, and you don't need to admire your officials. -Lu You (Southern Song Dynasty) "Watching Children Playing in the Village"

4. My parents heard that the woman came and went out to help each other;

As soon as Sister A heard that Sister Mei was coming, she had to cut her red makeup.

When I heard my sister coming, I sharpened my knife at pigs and sheep. -"Mulan Ci"

Praise the beauty of women objectively;

1. Spring breeze is ten miles along Yangzhou Road, so it is better to roll a bead curtain. -Du Mu's two farewells.

Interpretation: Looking at the young beauty in Shili Long Street in Yangzhou City, rolling up the bead curtain to sell makeup, it is nothing like her.

2. Clouds need clothes, flowers need capacity, and spring breeze blows the threshold to show wealth. If Yushan didn't see her, it would be Yaochi meeting under the moon. -Li Bai's "Qingpingdiao"

Interpretation: Xia Yun is her dress, and flowers are her looks; The spring breeze blows the railings, and the dew is moist and colorful. Don't look at the mountain of Yushan, you can only meet under the moon in Yaotai.

3. Graceful and free, light and uncontrollable. Excellent taste depends on beauty. -Wu Pingyi's My Misfortune

Interpretation: I used to rely on the beauty of peerless beauty and the beauty of the country.

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