Poems praising great maternal love

Poems praising great maternal love include The Book of Songs, Li Feng, Kai Feng, Wandering Son, Arriving home at the end of the year, Farewell to Old Mother and so on.

1, The Book of Songs, Li Feng, Kai Feng

Pre-Qin era

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.

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The breeze is blowing from the south, blowing on the buds of jujube trees. Jujube trees are tender and strong, and mothers are busy raising children. The south wind is warm, and jujube trees grow into firewood. The mother is reasonable and kind, and she doesn't blame her if her son is not good.

Cold spring water is cool, and the source is next to Junyi. The mother raised seven children, and the son grew into a tired mother. The yellowbird is singing euphemistically. It's so beautiful and noisy. It is difficult to comfort a mother who has raised seven children.

2. Wandering songs

Meng Jiao in Tang Dynasty

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?

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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?

Step 3 get home at the end of the year

Jiang Shiquan in Qing Dynasty

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.

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A mother's love for her son is endless, and the happiest thing is that a wanderer can come home before the Spring Festival. She sewed me a cotton-padded coat with dense stitches, and the handwriting and ink in the book at home were as good as ever. As soon as I saw my mother, she said with deep affection that I had lost weight and called me to ask me about the hardships of my journey. Mother and son have always been ashamed of you, and can't bear to tell the fatigue and hardship of wandering outside.

4. Don't be an old mother

Huang Jingren in Qing Dynasty

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.

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I'm going to He Liang, open the curtain and say goodbye to my mother. I feel sad and want to cry. On this snowy night, I can't be filial to my mother, but I have to hide Chai Men's tragic death. I can't help sighing: What's the use of adopting a son? I still don't want it.

5. Cry at midnight

Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty

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 kindness.

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.

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Jiwu lost his mother and kept crying sadly. I stayed in the old forest in the morning and evening and refused to fly away all the year round. Crying in the middle of the night every day, everyone who hears it can't help crying.

Ciwu's crying seems to be lamenting that he failed to fulfill his duty of timely feeding back filial piety. Don't other birds have mothers? Why are you so sad just because of Jiwu? Your mother's kindness must be so deep that you can't bear it!

Once upon a time, there was a man named Wu Qi. His mother died, but there was no mourning. Alas, such people, their hearts are really worse than animals! Jiwu, Jiwu! You are a great bird! (Note: Zeng Shen is a disciple of Confucius who is famous for his filial piety. )

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Wang Mian in Yuan Dynasty

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.

Translation:

Brilliant daylily was born under the North Hall. The south wind blows the day lily, swaying for whom to confide fragrance? A kind mother leaned against the door, expecting her child. It's hard for a wanderer to travel far away! The support for parents is alienated every day, and the news of children is not reached every day. Looking up at the high Woods, I was ashamed to hear the call of the clever bird, but I missed it so far.

7. Think of your mother

Song and Gong

Frost flowers and reeds shed tears and wet clothes, and their bald heads have no more to lean on.

Last May, Huang Meiyu Zeng Dian returned to his hometown as a cassock.

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I couldn't help shedding sad tears when I saw first frost destroying the reed flowers. The white-haired old mother will never walk to the door again, leaning against Chai Men and expecting me and visiting me again. Last May, during the rainy season, there was no electricity at home, so we had to go home in cassock to take care of our mother.

8. Mother

Wang Anshi in Song Dynasty

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.

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My mother and I came to Hangou, but my family still stayed in Baimao. Mother suddenly heard the cuckoo's voice on a full moon night and thought of her son who was away from home. Although Wan Li is far apart, his heart is still deeply concerned.

9. Send mom back to her hometown

Li Shangyin in Tang Dynasty

I was trapped in prison when I parked the car.

Feeling from this, sadness and tears stuck in the throat.

Fang's mother is seriously ill and wants to be a famous doctor.

The bus is very urgent today, so it is difficult to stop!

Motherly love has nothing to report, what can life expect!

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Stop the car and look around blankly, feeling like a Chu prisoner. Sadness suddenly rises from it, and sad tears are like tears in my throat. My loving mother has just had a serious illness, so I want to send her to see a famous doctor.

But just when the car was in urgent need of shuttle service, God ruthlessly took away my loving mother! Mother cannot repay her kindness. Can she pursue other things in life?

10, whose son?

Tang hanyu

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 bitterly, and her shirt sleeves were torn.

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?

Translation:

Not crazy or arrogant, whose son is this? He went to the king of Wu to become a monk. The white-haired old mother hid her face and cried, and her clothes and sleeves were torn, but she still couldn't stop her son from going out.

The handsome daughter-in-law was only twenty years old, and he abandoned her and walked through the market in tears. Some people say that he wants to learn from the immortal who plays Sheng Feng and worship Ling Fei, so he wants to compare with Shaw History who plays flute and flute. I heard that it is because the common people despise the ordinary.

Therefore, he deliberately took risks to get senior officials. Although there are legends about immortality, people who know the truth know that this is an incredible thing. Moreover, a wise monarch and a wise prime minister will not be deceived. What can we wait for when we die of old age? Alas!

My heart is full of goodwill, and I want to teach him and explore the truth of life. It's never too late to make an example of others. If you do, you won't listen. Which of his relatives and friends can sympathize with him, please write down this poem of mine and give it to him!