Parents love their daughters' poems and collections of poems.

1. Poems about parents loving their daughters

Poetry about parents loving their daughters 1. Ancient poems about maternal love and love for children.

Wanderer-[Tang] Meng Jiao

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. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?

Commentary: A loving mother makes clothes for her long-distance son with a needle and thread in her hand. Before leaving, he sewed a needle tightly for fear that his son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who can say that a child's filial piety as weak as grass can repay the kindness of such a loving mother as Chunhui Puze?

The Book of Songs Xiaoya-Guo E

It's me, Polygonum hydropiper. Artemisia argyi is a bandit.

Mourn for my parents and give birth to me.

I am a loser, but I am a thief.

Mourn for my parents and give birth to me.

It is a pity that the bottle is used up.

It is better to die for a long time than to live with fresh people.

No father, no mother.

Get a shirt when you go out, and you're exhausted when you go in.

My father gave birth to me and my mother bowed to me.

Spoil me, feed me, grow me and nurture me.

Take care of me, answer me, get in and out of my abdomen.

If you want to repay kindness, you will be extremely confused.

Nanshan is fierce and the wind is blowing.

There is nothing wrong with the people, I am alone.

Nanshan method, drifting with the wind.

Everyone is in the valley, and I'm not alone.

Description: That tall plant is Artemisia argyi, not Artemisia argyi, but Artemisia annua. Poor parents! I suffered a lot in order to have children. That tall plant is mugwort, isn't it? It's boxwood, poor parents! I was exhausted to have a baby. It's a shame that the big jar pours all the wine out of the small bottle. It is better to die early than to live alone. Without a father, who can I rely on? Who should I rely on without my mother? Go out sad; As soon as I set foot in the house, I was spaced out. Parents, parents! You gave birth to me, comforted me, nurtured me, pulled me out, sheltered me, took pains to take care of me and held me all the time. I want to repay your kindness, your kindness is vast! Nanshan is towering and stormy. No one can live a good life. Why am I the only one who has suffered misfortune? The south mountain rises high, and it is stormy. People are not unhappy, why can't I be the only one who can't get married with my adoptive parents!

Don't be old, Huang Qing Nakazawa.

The bow curtain goes to the mother river beam, and the tears are white.

This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time.

Commentary: I opened the curtain and said goodbye to my elderly mother reluctantly, because I was going to He Liang to make a living. Seeing my old mother's white hair, I couldn't help crying, and my tears dried up. On this snowy night, I can't be filial to my mother, and I can't help but sigh: What's the use of raising a son? Better not!

Wang Anshi in Song Dynasty in the Tenth Five-Year Plan

Put mother in the ditch and leave her home in the shade.

When I heard about Du Yu in the moonlight, I was always worried about the North and the South.

Commentary: When mother heard cuckoo's cry on a full moon night, she thought of her son who had run away from home. Although the north and south are separated, she is still deeply worried.

Get home at the end of the year Qingjiang Shiquan

I love my son endlessly, and I'm glad to go 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.

Explanation: A mother's love for her children is endless. How happy my mother is to go home during the Spring Festival! She is sewing a cotton-padded coat for me. The needle and thread are tight. The letter I sent home has just arrived, and the ink is still wet. As soon as I met my mother, she said affectionately that I had lost weight and repeatedly asked me if I was suffering outside. I bowed my head in shame and dared not tell her about my wandering.

2. Poems describing a mother's love for her children

"Motherly Love" Yuan Yang Weizhen

A loving mother loves her young, and Zhao is the Crown Prince.

The dragon and tiger are different every day, and the dog looks forward to the eagle.

If there is no six-foot lonely soul under the knee, a Zhao may not be born.

At night, the ghost lights are blurred, and the snow leaks more than four drums.

A hundred officials don't hold Dong Hu's pen, so why do widowed wives shout?

What's more, Han Wangjin stabbed a silver axe in front of the bed, which was a disaster.

Wang Yuan noodles in Xuan Mo Map

Brilliant day lily flowers, Luosheng North Hall.

The south wind blows the heart, for whom do you vomit?

A loving mother leans against the door, but a wanderer cannot walk.

May the sun be sparse and the day be fearful.

Looking up at Yunlin, I am ashamed to listen to birds.

Who is Tang Hanyu's son?

Who is not crazy, who is not crazy, who will go to the palace to call the Taoist priest?

The old white-headed mother hid her face and cried, and her shirt and sleeves were broken.

Cui Mei's bride, twenty years old, sent her home and cried all over the city.

Or Yun wants to learn to fight, Mu Biqiang.

It's also vulgar and ordinary, risking your position.

Although there are legends about immortals, everyone who knows them knows their falsehood.

Sages can be bullied, but how can they die of poverty?

Alas, Yu Xincheng is my brother, and I am willing to teach in the end.

It's never too late to punish a hundred strategies.

Whose relatives and friends can pity me and write my poems as gifts?

3. Poetry about parents loving their children

Bing Xin's "Paper Boat-Sending Mother" can be learned in junior high school textbooks.

This is a poem paper boat-I never gave up a piece of paper for my mother Bing Xin, but I kept it all the time-I kept it, folded it into a boat and threw it into the sea. Some were blown into the window of the ship by the wind, and some were wet by the waves and stuck to the bow.

I am still not discouraged. I always hope that a place can only flow where I want it to go. Mom, if you see a white boat in your dream, don't be surprised that it dreams for no reason.

This is your beloved daughter with tears in her eyes. Wanshui Qian Shan, please bring her love and sorrow home. There is also an ancient poem 1. Tang Meng Jiao's Ode to a Wanderer, a thread in the hands of a loving mother, makes clothes for her wayward son.

Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?

2. "Mother Biezi" Tang. Bai Juyi's mother, Biezi, and her son, Biemu, cried during the day when there was no light. General Guan, an ancient general title, won a new title last year.

Welcome Luoyang as a flower with a gift of 2 million yuan. New people welcome old people and abandon them. Lotus in the palm is a thorn in the side.

It's not sad to welcome the new and abandon the old, it's sad to leave two children at home. At first, I walked with my hands. At first, I sat and cried and grabbed people's clothes.

With your new beauty, my mother and son will be separated. It is best to have a crow and a magpie in the forest, and the mother will not lose the young males and females.

It should be like a peach and plum tree in the garden, with flowers falling on the branches with the wind. Newlyweds, newlyweds, listen to me, Luoyang infinite red chamber girl.

I hope the general will make contributions and there will be more new people who are better than you. 3. "Mother Love" Yuan. Yang Weizhen loves a mother's love, and Zhao is the Crown Prince.

The dragon and tiger are different every day, and the dog looks forward to the eagle. If there is no six-foot lonely soul under the knee, a Zhao may not be born.

At night, the ghost lights are blurred, and the snow leaks more than four drums. A hundred officials don't hold Dong Hu's pen, so why do widowed wives shout? What's more, Han Wangjin stabbed a silver axe in front of the bed, which was a disaster.

4. Map of Xuan Mo. Daylily under Wang Mian in Beitang, Luo Sheng. The south wind blows the heart, for whom do you vomit? A loving mother leans against the door, but a wanderer cannot walk.

May the sun be sparse and the day be fearful. Looking up at Yunlin, I am ashamed to listen to birds.

5. "Ganoderma lucidum" Wei and Jin Dynasties. Cao Zhi Ganoderma lucidum was born in the land of kings. Zhu Cao was occupied by Robin.

Glory shines. Brilliant flowers are like gods.

There was Yu Shun in ancient times. Parents are stubborn and awkward.

Filial piety to the fields. I'm not disobedient.

Apollo is seventy years old. Entertain relatives with colorful clothes.

A loving mother never hurts anyone. Crying with tears and a towel.

Ding Lan lost fewer mothers. Self-mutilation and early loneliness.

Carved wood as a strict relative. Give birth to three animals sooner or later.

The runaway son saw the mausoleum and regretted it. Crime and death.

My father-in-law cried for blood. No crime.

Yong Dong is very poor. My father's wealth is exhausted.

Leave support. The commission is sweet and fat.

Responsible for filling in the door at home. I don't know what to do.

Heaven is full of inspiration. The goddess is the master.

Time is not peaceful. Alas, my imperial examination.

It's too late to have me. How long ago you abandoned me.

Who is interested in me? It makes people old.

Recite poems about the south wind. Full of tears.

Chaos. The holy emperor is everywhere.

Moral education is preached day and night. Courtesy of the country.

I'm pure and sincere. Don't lose your instrument.

Filial piety is in nakata. The family has Ceng Min.

Different people have different opinions. You have no teeth.

Huang Fa did her best. Long live your majesty.

The loving mother is back. 6. Tang's "Two Golden Misjudged Cases". Bai Juyi is in her forties, and she is a three-year-old girl.

Non-male talk is better than nothing, and the time of comfort is a stroke. Once you leave me, there is no place for the soul.

When the situation is gone, I will be dumb and learn a language. I learned for the first time that the love of flesh and blood is a gathering of sadness.

Only thinking before, the pain is caused by a haircut. I forgot it for a long time, and it turned from cold to hot three times.

I am very sad today because I met an old nurse. As a father and son, you are sixty years old.

Suddenly disappeared, in the last three or four spring. The shape is not real, and the gas is gathered in the body.

Love Yuan is false, and fate is temporary. When you read this book, you will be enlightened, and you will say "send sorrow, send sorrow".

Shameless, not forgetful. 7. "Afterwards, Fuzhou asked her brother-in-law to send a foreign Song Gai back to Raozhou." Tang Dai Shulun died at the beginning of Huai River, and Jiang Shanfeng was angry.

Follow your relatives and leave your hometown. There are businessmen in Jingkou and strong winds in Haimen.

Worry does not dare to live, and the night is full of surprises. The clouds are sunny and the tide is coming out.

Shek Pik turns to Tangyin, Poyang sends Shi Mao. For 30 years, it has been planted in different fields.

There is no half flesh and blood, and there is no rotation in the countryside. My family studies literature and art, and studies the world.

Father and son are passed down from generation to generation, and they can talk about death. If you don't argue, you will be poor.

When you get drunk in an alley, you are a Huang Xi person. Because of material services, I have been divided into generations.

Slander books, yell at the city, and caress yourself. The world is big and small, close to thanking poems.

Read canal also understand, dare not alone. 8. Zhen Fu Zongyuan was written by Mu Jingde and Li.

Only the chastity is the charm, and the mighty commander. Different people have different opinions, and the wise have different opinions. The blade is unfinished.

Zeshen in the heart, boiling inflammation in the heart. To be fierce is to drive away foreigners.

Relax, it's a blow. Father and son are bustling and would rather be happy.

I was embarrassed when I gave it and hid it. The punishment is light and clear, and my muscles are broken.

EMI is healthy for my children. Ten saints inherit the truth, the son of benevolence.

Children who are filial to their fathers are vulnerable to their own suffering. Wearing it on the archway, God is just right.

Carry forward in elegance and inherit from heaven. The sincerity of heaven should be based on benevolence.

God's trust is the reward of kindness. There is Puyi in the north and Zhu Li in the south.

The territory has west and east, and only one is the heart. I wish the discipline of the Tang Dynasty will be lost the day after tomorrow.

I wish the emperor a long life. I am willing and sincere.

Heaven helps others and tells others. Give me 10 thousand years of memory, no shock, no danger.

I will extend it on its behalf, and I will always be there. Benevolence increases with respect, I don't think about it.

There are numbers in the sky, alas. In consulting the spirit of the emperor, Jue is irreplaceable.

9. Song: Lu You sat in Chai Men at dusk, annoyed in his arms. The bell came from the west, and suddenly I got the book of Haozhou.

I didn't look at it for a long time. Father and son always say goodbye, and when something goes wrong, they are in trouble.

It is easy to get sick when traveling, and it is painted with frost and dew. Although homesickness is bitter, I can't stand it for a moment.

10. The song "Drinking Cow Song". A stream outside the right door of the road is crystal clear, and the old man attracts cattle to drink the stream. The stream is clear and happy, and it doesn't pollute the belly of cattle, and it is not afraid to practice frost and cold.

Shedong has thin soil and gravel everywhere, and the father and son are hardworking and skilled. Needless to say, I am still working hard at the age of eighty.

Cows can have calves. I have a grandson, and I will follow my old hometown from generation to generation. Life has everything, and it's not enough to pick up cows! Besides, send your poor people to inherit the wind. Father's kindness is higher than the mountain, and mother's kindness is deeper than the sea. A mother's heart is a daughter's paradise. -Crowley's parents' virtue is the greatest wealth of children. Years have made her sad, but her love has not been reduced by half. Wordsworth's Mother is like a bright sunrise.

4. Poems about children loving their parents

1, today's filial piety is called nurturing. As for dogs and horses, you can keep them. Disrespect, why not! -Freedom

2, in and out of the support must be cautious, not tired of serving day and night.

3. Before parents can be filial, a filial piety is a good child; Aunt Weng can be filial, but she falls on filial piety and morality.

4. Parents should not go slow when they call; Parents, don't be lazy.

It means: when parents call, they should promise quickly; Parents have orders to make a quick decision.

5. Parents should use good meals first, and parents should wear good clothes first.

6. Luz borrows rice to respect his parents.

Huang Xiang took a fan to cool the shade.

Ancient sages loved others without profit,

Afraid of teaching future generations to respect the elderly.

5. Poems about parents loving their children

1. Don't let the old mother go to the mother river beam, so worry about it for nothing.

This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time. 2. Wang Anshi's "Dengguazhou" is a water room in Guazhou, Jingkou, only a few mountains away from Zhongshan.

The spring breeze arrives in Jiang Nanan again. When will the bright moon shine on me? 3. Han Yu's Whose Son chose a bald old mother to cover the door, and her sleeves were broken. 4, Wang Anshi's "Tenth Five-Year Plan" is about to go to the mother ditch, and the home is white.

When I heard about Du Yu in the moonlight, I was always worried about the North and the South. 5. Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi Xiu Liu Chui" was chosen as the Youth Day, when he was carrying his mother.

At that time, my parents thought that I should know today. 6. Jiang Shiquan's "Arriving Home at the End of the Year" has endless love for his son, and he is happy at 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. 7. Song Lingyun's "Remembering Father" is broken by Wu Shu. What do you hate about both places? The dream soul is not afraid of Chang 'an, and borrows the wind to ask for daily life several times.

8. Yu Gong's "Thinking of Mother" is wet with frost and tears, and his bald head has no dependence on Chai Fei. Last May, Huang Meiyu Zeng Dian returned to his hometown as a cassock.

9. Ni Ruizhen's "Remembering Mother" is too difficult for me to sail. I don't know if it is near. When I am in the dark, I am afraid I will cry more! 10, Peng Gui's "Little Brother Came to Beijing for the First Time" is very happy, and he has been dyeing his hands and sewing clothes.

Sad and indignant poems fell out of power at the end of the Han Dynasty, and Dong Zhuo was in chaos. If you want to usurp the throne, you must first harm the virtuous.

Forced to move to the old state to help the Lord strengthen himself. Xingyi division wants to * * for bad luck at home.

Excellent people come from the east and shine in the sun. The local people are very fragile, and all the soldiers are Hu Qiangren.

Hunting wild cities and besieging cities, I know what I want to break. There is nothing left, and the remains support each other.

A horse hangs a man's head, and a horse carries a woman behind it. Driving west to enter the customs, the road is dangerous and blocked.

I still care. My liver and spleen are rotten. There are several tens of thousands, and gathering is not allowed.

Still flesh and blood, afraid to speak. When you are depressed for a few minutes, you need to talk about your shortcomings.

If you want to be a pavilion blade, I can't live with you. How dare you spare your life? You can't stand being scolded.

Or add pestle, poison and pain are combined into one. The study is sad and the night is sad.

You can't have it if you want to die, and you can't have it if you want to live. It is a misfortune for people with pale faces.

Bianhuang is different from China, who is vulgar and unreasonable. There is a lot of frost and snow in the place, and Hu Feng starts in spring and summer.

Blow my clothes gently and let them sink into my ears. I miss my parents when I feel it, and lament the infinite.

It's always nice to hear that there are guests from outside. Welcome to ask about him. You need to reply to the village.

I hope that when I meet you, my flesh and blood will meet me. If you have to forgive yourself, you should abandon your son.

Heaven binds people's hearts, and it is too late to say goodbye. Life and death are always good, and we can't bear to say goodbye to them.

Hold my neck in front of my son and ask my mother what she wants. When people say that their mother should go, there is no time to return.

My mother has always been kind, so today is even more unkind. I am not an adult, so I don't care.

Seeing this collapse in five days, I was in a trance and crazy. Crying and touching, when you reply to doubts.

At the same time, they bid farewell to each other. I long for my return, and sad tears have destroyed the cracks.

A horse hesitated, but a car refused to turn. The audience was booed and sobbed as they walked.

To break the relationship and sign for the future. This is 3,000 miles long. When shall we meet again?

Read me out of my stomach and my heart will destroy me. Not only for the family, but also for China and foreign countries.

The city wall is a mountain forest, and the yard is full of Ai Jing. If you don't know whose bone it is, don't cover it vertically and horizontally.

When no one goes out, the jackal barks. Embrace the lonely scene, and you will lose your liver and lungs.

Looking at the distance, the soul suddenly flew. After the election, others will be lenient.

In order to recover, there is no need to say it. Entrust your life to a new person and try your best to encourage yourself.

Being stingy, I am often afraid of donating again. The geometry of life, you worry all the year round.

6. Write a poem praising parents for loving their children (no less than 10 sentence).

Hello, I'm glad to answer your question!

Parental kindness

-To parents all over the world.

Author: Zhang Shiwei

The first cry

It tore the world apart.

Open your eyes gently.

This season is very humid.

Dance language

Only parents can watch it.

Countless nights

It's all your singing

Wake up the dawn

Countless dawns

Let your smile bloom again

Be intoxicated by the night

Father is your sunshine.

Mother is your moon.

You are the hope of your parents.

Clouds in the sky

It is my father's meticulous care.

Stars at night

It is the mother's meticulous care.

Your quiet sleep

It is the greatest comfort to parents.

Satisfied, please adopt.

7. Ancient poems describing love for daughters

1, With My Daughter in Tang Dynasty: Wei Zhuang refused to fall asleep and fell in love with cars when he saw the first explanation.

It is reasonable to cry all night, because it costs too much to wear clothes. I learn to babble when I meet people, because I can't sleep, because I like to play with cars.

What made you cry all night? Because there are few gold threads embroidered on clothes. 2, "Send Yang's Daughter" Tang Dynasty: My heart is getting heavier every day, Wei, the girl's marriage, away from parents, because you have such a long way to go, it is the launch of a boat on the river.

Your sister lost all her mothers when she was a child, and I am doubly kind and gentle. My sister was raised by her since childhood, and today they bid farewell with tears.

Faced with this situation, I am very depressed. It is rare for a female college girl to stay. You lack the lessons of your childhood mother. My mother-in-law's service worries me.

Fortunately, relying on your family's good family, trust and compassion can't be wrong. It is my consistent proposition that the poor are happy to see, and the dowry can be very balanced.

Look at your filial piety and respect for your elders. All manners and manners should conform to the trend. We are leaving this morning, and I don't know when we can see you.

Sadness can vent itself when I go home, and the mood of parting is breaking out. When I came home to see my lonely daughter, sad tears rolled down the ribbon.

I've been sad all day. My daughter is going to get married in a distant place. Today, she is going to travel as a bride and go upstream along the river in a canoe.

Your sister has suffered from the loss of her mother since she was a child, so I will raise her more gently. My sister was brought up entirely by her sister. Today, the two broke up in tears.

Faced with this situation, I feel depressed. It is rare for a woman to stay after marrying you. You lack the lesson of loving your mother since childhood, and serving your mother-in-law worries me.

Fortunately, relying on your husband's good family, trust and sympathy will not find fault with you. Being frugal is what I have always advocated. How can dowry be comprehensive and generous?

I hope you honor your elders, abide by women's morality, and keep up with the trend in appearance and manners. My father and daughter are leaving this morning, and I don't know when I will see you again.

Sorrow can be alleviated when you live in seclusion, but it is difficult to collect when you leave. When I got home, I saw the lonely little girl, and sad tears rolled down the hat band.

3, "Girl Ci" Tang Dynasty: Shi Jianwu's girl is only six years old, not smart or clumsy. In front of the main hall at night, scholars worship the new moon.

The little girl is only six years old and can't tell the difference between cleverness and stupidity. Before the evening purlin, learn to worship the new moon.

4, "Nv Jiao's" Wei and Jin Dynasties: Zuo Siwu's family had a charming girl who was quite white. The fine print is Su Wan, and the speech is very clear.

The temple is covered with a broad forehead, and the ears are like a wall. In the Ming dynasty, comb tables were set up to sweep eyebrows.

Zhu Yandan's lips are thick and her yellow kiss is brilliant red. If charming language is trivial, then anger is a clear set.

Writing is beneficial to management, but seal cutting is useless. Hold a book and recite what you have learned.

Her sister's name is Huifang, and she has a picturesque face. Light makeup likes the edge of the building, but forgets the spinning performance in the mirror.

It's easy to set a Beijing omen. Playing between eyebrows and cheeks, drama and loom service.

Zhao dances calmly, and his sleeves are flying. Between the upper and lower chords, literature and history need to be rolled up.

Gu Biao's screen book, if seen, was criticized. When it gets dark, the meaning is hidden.

If you rush into the garden, you will pick all the fruits. The red flower is decorated with purple pedicle, and it is flat and sudden.

In the storm of greed for China, there are many difficulties. Frost and snow plays are often accumulated.

Pay attention to the dishes, sit up and sort out the dishes. The idle cases in Momo are separated from the phase number.

It is appropriate to do what you want to do. Stop for tea and brag about confrontation.

Oily white sleeves, smoked tin. Clothes and quilts are very important, so it is difficult to sink into the water.

Let him do whatever he wants and be ashamed of being accused by his elders. Take a look at the stick and cover your tears with the wall.

There are charming girls in my family, Xiao Yuan and Dafang. Xiao Yuan's name is Su Wan, and her smiling face is very sunny.

The skin is very white and the tongue is smart. Hair covered her broad forehead and her ears were like white jade.

Get to the dresser early, thrush is like sweeping the floor. Lipstick stains the lips and the corners of the mouth drop red.

Speak delicately, like a barrage. Love to play small temper, jump at once.

I like red pipes when I write, but I don't expect to write. I love white silk when I play books, and I don't want to read books.

Know a few words, proudly ran to Korea to smile. Her elder sister's word is Hui Fang and her face is picturesque.

I like to wear light clothes and often stroll around the building. I am fascinated by the mirror and always forget to knit.

Pick up a pen to learn from Zhang Chang and repeat Zhu Lao. It is more tiring to apply between eyebrows and mouth than to knit.

Dance Zhao calmly, spread your sleeves and spread your wings. When the music starts and the strings are tuned, the book is put aside.

Take a general look at the screen painting, and dare to criticize if you don't understand it. Painting is like dust erosion, and the true meaning is hard to understand.

Chasing the garden and picking unripe fruits. Shi Ping throws more red flowers and even purple pedicels.

I ran to see it in the storm of greed. In order to play with frost and snow, the shoelaces are tied heavily.

Eating is often boring, and snacks are long. The pen and ink have been put away and have been useless for a long time.

Hearing the rattle, the slippers rushed out. In order to make the soup boil quickly, blow the fire on the pot.

The white sleeves were stained with oil and the clothes were dyed black. Clothes and quilts are very thick, and it is really difficult to wash them when they are dirty.

Being spoiled for a long time, my heart is higher than the sky. I heard that I was going to be beaten, so I cried against the wall.