A poem about a daughter's return to maternal love (an ancient poem about a child's return to maternal love)

1. Children return their mothers' love. Meng Jiao's Wandering Sons: The thread in the hand of a kind mother makes clothes for her wayward son's body.

Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. However, how much love an inch of grass has, it is reported as three spring rays, "My father's book is full of baskets, and the bus is pestering me" (Shi Qisheng's "Writing my arms"). October is heavy, and three students are light.

-"Song of Persuasion of Filial Piety" Blue sky tears strict father; Clear water complains of blood every word, and every word cries for mother. Don't teach your parents to suffer, and don't teach them to worry.

"The second time I cried at night" (Bai Juyi) The second time I lost my mother, I was dumb and vomited. Don't fly day and night, keep the old forest old.

Crying in the middle of the night every night, everyone who smells it will be moved. If you tell me in your voice, you won't give back to your heart.

A hundred birds have no mother, but they are very sad. What makes you sad should be your mother's good.

Once upon a time, there was a Wu Qizhe whose mother died. What disciple, the heart is not as good as a bird.

The second thing gives the second thing, and the bird once applied. "The Book of Songs, Gao Feng, Kai Feng" The wind blowing from the south is blowing his back.

I want to die, and my mother has a reward. The wind blows from the south, and the wind blows from the other side.

God, I have no family. Is there any cold in the spring? Under Xun.

With seven children, my mother is very hard. The yellow bird, with its voice.

There are seven children, don't comfort your mother.

2. Children repay maternal love. Meng Jiao's Wandering Son

The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son.

Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.

Grass can't repay the kindness of warm sun.

"My father is full of books and the bus is pestering me" (Shi Qisheng's "Writing in My Arms")

In October, the baby is heavy and the reward is light. -"Song of Persuading Filial Piety"

The blue sky wails, calling strict father; Clear water complains of blood every word, and every word cries for mother.

Don't teach your parents to suffer, and don't teach them to worry.

Crying at midnight (Bai Juyi)

The second time I lost my mother, I vomited because I was dumb.

Don't fly day and night, keep the old forest old.

Crying in the middle of the night every night, everyone who smells it will be moved.

If you tell me in your voice, you won't give back to your heart.

A hundred birds have no mother, but they are very sad.

What makes you sad should be your mother's good.

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

What disciple, the heart is not as good as a bird.

The second thing gives the second thing, and the bird once applied.

The Book of Songs Li Feng Kaifeng

The wind blew from the south, blowing his spine. I want to die, and my mother has a reward.

The wind blows from the south, and the wind blows from the other side. God, I have no family.

Is there any cold in the spring? Under Xun. With seven children, my mother is very hard.

The yellow bird, with its voice. There are seven children, don't comfort your mother.

3. What is the poem that a daughter repays her mother? However, the inch-long grass has won the love of three strands of spring.

2 eyes are empty and sunken.

Beads as pale as the belly of a dead fish.

You're dragging a bunch of

Bottles and jars pierced with iron wire

This alley is in a string.

The voice of Tintin Mao Mao.

More and more silent.

Walking in the city at night.

By me

Sneaky, you dwarf.

3 paper boat

-Send Mother Bing Xin

I never refuse to throw away a piece of paper,

Save it forever.-Save it,

Folding into a very small boat,

Throw it into the sea from the boat.

Some were blown into the window of the ship by the wind,

Some are wet by the waves and stick to the bow.

I am still not discouraged, folding every day,

I always hope that a person can only flow where I want him to go.

Mom, if you see a small white boat in your dream,

Don't be surprised that he dreams for no reason.

This was folded by your beloved daughter in tears.

Wan Shui Qian Shan begged him to take her love and sorrow home.

Just a lantern decoration.

I just lay there watching the festival.

Sleep with the dream that spring just woke up.

White flowers on the edge of the body gather together.

Wave goodbye to me

In the withering and withering of new green

Attached to the heel of the earth

Spring bud

Pack up your wings and walk away.

The rotten smell was wrapped in broken soil.

I don't know where prayer begins.

There are no scriptures I am familiar with.

A giant black lily

Kiss the core of the lips

Drill into the nerve from one direction and tremble.

Wave after wave

Mom, your festival.

The upcoming broken festival in March

I can't help shivering.

Come to your grave together

Tastes like your spring

The flowers have just opened.

Mom will drive one with you.

And houses surrounded by black butterflies.

Subject of

That was the year.

You gave birth to a man who is 1.75 meters tall

He later became my father.

But who are you?

I'm always surprised, but I

divine

I thank you for being 1.8 meters tall.

5 mom,

Today is my dear Mother's Day.

It's also a day for my daughter to repay her mother's kindness.

Mom!

You are the composer of my life movement.

It is you who have brought me great happiness.

You brought me a wonderful childhood.

You brought me the joys and sorrows of life.

Mom, mom!

You are the patron saint of my life.

When I was a hungry baby,

You always take care of me,

Let me grow up healthily.

When I was sick,

You are always like an ant on hot bricks.

Take me to the hospital to see a doctor, take medicine and boil medicine. ...

When I encounter difficulties in my life and study,

You always stand behind me and encourage me with your kind eyes.

I can help you share your troubles,

Can help you reduce the burden of housework.

Mom,

Today is your festival,

I want to send you a bunch of carnations.

Say "thank you!" ! ! " ////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////

4. The poem about how to repay maternal love is 1. First frost shed tears and wet his clothes, and no one relied on Chai Fei. Last May, Huang Meiyu Zeng Dian returned to his hometown as a cassock. -Yu Gong "Thinking of Mother"

Don't be happy with children, and don't sigh without children. -Han Yu

3. Mourn for my parents and give birth to me. -The Book of Songs

4, the old white-headed mother covered the door and the sleeve was broken. -Han Yu

The prodigal son respects his loving mother and doesn't feel cold. -"Song of Persuading Filial Piety"

6. At that time, my parents thought that I should know today. -"Yan Shixiu Liu Chuo"

7. Boil beans and burn beans, and the beans cry in the pot. We are born from the same root, so why should we speculate with each other? -Cao Zhi's Seven Steps Poetry)

8. I went to worship the mother river beam, and I was worried about my tears. This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time. -Huang Jingren's "Don't be an old mother"

9. A loving mother leans on the door, but a wanderer is difficult. -"Xuan Mo Map"

10, my love for my son is endless, and I am very happy to be home. Cold clothes are needle and thread, and letters from home are ink stains. If you encounter pity, you will ask for it. I am ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh. -Jiang Shiquan's "Arriving Home at the End of the Year"

1 1, the mother said that the child was lying dry and the mother was asleep and wet. -"Song of Persuading Filial Piety"

12, when you succeed, everyone is a friend. But only mother-she is the partner of failure. -Zheng Zhenduo

13, the father is unkind and the son is unfilial; A brother who is not a friend is disrespectful; If the husband is unfair, the woman will be unhappy. -Yan Zhitui

14, one foot three inch baby, worked for 18 years. -"Song of Persuading Filial Piety"

15, being a parent is the best in the world; Being a child is the greatest filial piety in the world. -"aphorisms are interlocking"

16, my mother is one hundred years old and often reads eighty children. -"Song of Persuading Filial Piety"

17, put mother in the ditch and stay in the shade at home. When I heard about Du Yu in the moonlight, I was always worried about the North and the South. -Wang Anshi's Tenth Five-Year Plan

18, people see that it is good to have boys and girls, but they don't know that men and women will make people old. -Wang Jian

19, when parents heard that their daughter was coming, they went out to help Guo; 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"

20, only the inch of long grass is a little sentimental, and it is reported to be three spring rays. -Meng Jiao's Wandering Sons

2 1, Si Er is Youth Day, and Gao Fei is carrying his mother behind his back. At that time, my parents thought that I should know today. -Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi shows Liu Chao"

22. A loving mother leans on the door, but a wanderer is difficult. May the sun be sparse and the day be fearful. -Wang Mian's "Xuan Mo Map"

23. Wanderers listen to drums and autumn geese. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. -Du Fu's "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night")

24, who is not crazy who is not crazy, go to the palace to call a Taoist. The old white-headed mother hid her face and cried bitterly, and her shirt sleeves were torn. -Han Yu's Whose Son

5. Poetry about Daughter's Filial Piety to Mother 1. mother

Lyrics: Chen Lu Bi Ding Xiaoli composes music.

Singing: Yan Weiwen

When I was young, I thought my mother was very tall.

I always look up.

Throw yourself into your mother's warm arms

I am taller than my mother when I grow up.

She always looks up.

Give me a knowing smile.

An understanding smile

Ah, mom.

Work day and night for me

Be happy for me in the storm and worry about me.

Childhood memory

Oh, never get old.

Now in my heart, my head is still higher than my mother's.

When I was young, I liked listening to my mother's songs.

The world in the song

How touching and wonderful.

When I grow up, my songs drift with the wind.

She often holds hands.

Give me a knowing smile.

An understanding smile

Ah, mom.

Take me out.

Thousands of miles away, Wan Li let me fly and let me go.

Childhood ballads

Oh, I'll never forget it

Now in my heart, my mother sings well.

Ah, mom.

Take me out.

Thousands of miles away, Wan Li let me fly and let me go.

Childhood ballads

Oh, I'll never forget it

Now in my heart, my mother sings well.

Song: Hold the left and hold the right.

Singer: Jordan chan Album: This Life.

Song title: Hold the left and hold the right (Cantonese version of this life)

Album title: This Life (ep)

Publication year: 2004

Issuing company: bmg

Language category: Cantonese

Singer's name: Jordan chan

Singer category: Hong Kong male singer

Lyrics: Lyrics: Lin Composer: Bao Arranger: Chen

She-she missed me all her life.

She leads the way herself.

Take care of my three meals.

She is taller than me.

I dare not hug her.

If you do, you must be super slutty.

I love my mother the most in the world.

I want to see my beloved.

Hard work was originally for

Look at my happy family.

From the arms of the original birth

Find the arms of your lover.

I believe I can do it through hard work.

Go to your lover's arms today.

I believe that love makes you all get it.

I wish I could hug you around.

Hug around like a family photo.

Why do I love the future?

I believe my filial piety will always pay off.

She-she only has one heart.

I meet people every day.

Expect me to date and get married early.

She-she likes waiting for me.

If you can play Andrew,

Who and I make you both happy?

I wish I could hug you around.

Hug around like a family photo.

I like to come temporarily.

Everyone says my filial piety will pay off.

2.

Yan Zi came back to feed Liang Rui.

Chun Xuan yi Lian Nong jiao Qiang

Gao le Liao

A happy and fulfilling life.

-Text/Hu

Vice President of Tea Culture Research Association of Shandong Ethnic Culture Society, Secretary General of Linyi Zhouyi Research Association, member of Hedong Writers Association of Linyi City.

China has put filial piety first since ancient times, which means that the previous generation and the next generation are integrated. "Shuo Wen Jie Zi" explains the cloud of filial piety in seal script: "Those who are grateful to their parents. Starting from the old province, starting from the child and inheriting the old. " Filial piety is about the relationship between the elderly and their children. There is such a passage in the Book of Songs: "My father gave birth to me, and my mother humbled me, spoiled me, nurtured me, protected me, and went in and out of my stomach. If you want to report your virtue, you will be extremely confused. " The so-called "filial piety is the first virtue" shows that the Chinese nation attaches great importance to filial piety. Therefore, filial piety is extremely important to us.

Therefore, whether it is a daughter or a son, filial piety is the foundation of our life. A daughter's proverb is a mother's little cotton-padded jacket. So we should take more care of it.