Honor your parents

Articles on honoring parents (1): Love and honor parents

The ancients said: Filial piety comes first among all good deeds. What is filial piety? In short, filial piety is love, which is to love one's parents with sincerity.

Today, filial piety can take many forms. Filial piety may be like Tian Shiguo, a man from Shandong Province who was reported by the news media, donating one of his healthy kidneys to his mother suffering from uremia, or it may be feeding a bowl of delicious broth to his father on the sickbed; A spacious house for your parents can also mean buying a winter coat for your parents to keep out the cold; it can mean accompanying your elderly parents day and night, or you can often send greetings to your parents on the phone when you are far away from home, etc. wait. It can be said that as a child, you can often serve meals, add vegetables, and wash clothes to your elderly parents, wash the feet, tie shoelaces, and put on clothes for parents with limited mobility, and call your parents far away in your hometown to say hello. These are all love. , are all filial piety.

Sheep have the kindness of kneeling to breastfeed, and crows have the kindness of feeding back; the earth is the source of all things, and parents are the foundation of life. Being born in the world and growing up in the world originates from parents. Most people grow up slowly under the careful care, love and hard work of their parents. Every child should know how to be grateful, grateful, repay kindness, and be filial.

Being grateful to your parents and honoring your parents are the most basic virtues of being a human being. I once read a piece of news: Tao Xing, a student from No. 3 Middle School in Yueyang County, Hunan Province, lost his father who suffered from cancer when he was 14 years old, leaving behind a deaf-mute mother with epilepsy and only an infant-like intelligence and a salary of 20,000 yuan. debt. However, this strong and optimistic young man born in the 1990s was not afraid of difficulties and began to study with his mother. In the past few years, in addition to arranging three meals a day for his mother, he also washed her feet, clothes and body. Tao Xing was worried that his mother would kick the quilt when she slept at night and get sick, so he always watched her sleep. When her mother twitched at night, he would wake up from her sleep and get up to give her medicine. On winter nights, he was afraid that her mother would get cold while sleeping, so he put her to sleep. Since his father passed away, Tao Xing has done everything a parent should do for a two-year-old child. Tao Xing said: At home, mother is the "child" and I am the "adult". He wrote in the composition: Mom, in this life, no matter where or when, I will never leave you! Tao Xing is grateful, grateful and repaying his kindness to his mother. It can be said that he is a modern filial piety to his parents. is a model worthy of learning by every son and daughter.

But in real life, around us, some people have forgotten the word filial piety. Some people love their children very much, but rarely care about their parents; some people earn money. There are many people, but few are filial to their parents; some people try their best to flatter their superiors, but rarely take into account what their parents want, need, and hope. As a result, there are more and more empty nesters, and some people use the excuse of being busy at work to go home once a year to visit their elderly parents. There are even a few people who have lost their conscience. They regard their parents who cannot take care of themselves as a burden. Some even kick the elderly out of their homes. What they do is completely different from that of Tao Xing who was born in the 1990s. Just imagine, how can a person who does not know how to repay or show filial piety to his parents who gave him life and worked hard to nurture him can be a caring and responsible person? How can he be expected to love the people and the group? , Love society, love the motherland

A writer said: Filial piety is fleeting attachment, and filial piety is happiness that cannot be reproduced. Filial piety is a past event that can lead to eternal hatred. Filial piety is the chain at the junction of life and life. Once broken, it can never be connected. After reading the touching story of Tao Xing taking his dementia mother to school, do we really understand what filial piety is, what love is, and what repaying kindness is? If we understand, then we should honor our parents and repay our parents, so as not to It leaves behind regrets, guilt, and even infamy.

It is true that while we honor our parents, we must also be grateful for the teachings of our teachers, the cultivation of our motherland, and the gifts of nature. Naturally, our filial piety and our gratitude cannot just remain in words, but more importantly, they should be put into action. In this way, our lives will inevitably be more perfect and our society will be more harmonious.

Articles about honoring parents (2):

Father's love is like water, mother's love is like mountain

People often say that father's love is like mountain and mother's love is like water.

People often say that maternal love is like a trickle, flowing slowly, but it warms the heart of every child. Maternal love is like the warm sun in winter, like the silent spring rain that moistens things. , just like the breeze blowing slightly on the face, the mother wraps every wanderer who travels far with her warm and loving eyes.

People often say that father’s love is like the majestic mountain. He is silent but silently holds up a world for his children. Father’s love is like the sea of ??soup and water, and it is like the man who silently carries the weight. The old scalper is like that thick and solid city wall. The father uses his broad shoulders to silently protect each of his children from wind and rain.

People often say that a daughter is her mother’s caring little cotton-padded jacket, which can warm her heart. The daughter was her father's lover in his previous life, and she came to collect debts in this life.

In my family, all these things are often said, but they are all broken and no longer valid. My family has a loving father and a strict mother. My father's love is like water and my mother's love is like a mountain.

When I was a child, it was my father who tied my beautiful braids. My daughters-in-law in the same village were envious of my skillful hands. It was my father who knitted beautiful sweaters for me. It was my father who knitted my beautiful sweaters, the naive panda, and the mighty little tiger. The lifelike goldfish has become a pattern that the villagers are trying to imitate. It is my father who catches lice for me, and it is my father who sews and mends me.

As for my mother, she only knows how to scold me with a straight face. I'm not allowed to do this, I'm not allowed to touch that, or else they'll nag me about what I want to do with this, what I want with that, and they'll yell at me for little things. Although my mother would bring me a lot of delicious food every time she came back from the street, but it was better than my father's, so I automatically ignored these. Although my mother also took care of it for me. These are comfortable mille-leaf shoes, but they are better than my dad’s shoes, so I automatically ignored them.

When I was a child, I was very attached to my dad, but I couldn’t get close to my mom.

When I grew up, it was my dad who taught me how to read. When I started talking to my dad with babbling sounds, my good-natured little head swayed with my dad’s footsteps. On the first day of school, he sent me to school. It was my father who went to school and told me to study hard and make progress every day. It was my father who took me to see movies in the village. At that time, I always rode proudly on my father's neck. Like a queen, she is so arrogant; she was bullied by her classmates at school, and it was her dad who came home crying. At this time, dad would always look at me with a smile, and then patiently explain to me the differences between classmates. We must be friendly to each other and unite, and we must not complain to the teacher at every turn. It was always easy for me to listen to the truths my dad said. At that time, I thought everything my dad said was correct and good. Whenever my dad squats down, touches my head and talks to me, those words always seem to be magical. As a little kid, I like to worship my dad like a god.

Where is my mom? , she doesn’t understand anything. All she cares about is how much she has earned today and how much she has spent. Every day, she can be seen doing calculations with a pen and notebook under the dim light, and then banging the abacus. , when I have a slight surplus, my face will be full of smiles, and when I am unable to make ends meet, my face will be full of sadness; I have done something wrong, and I will never be pleasant and calm to talk to me (but at that time, I was always talking back to her, I guess she said what I She also couldn't listen), she always believed that a strict teacher would produce a good disciple. When I was in the fifth grade, I was severely beaten by my mother for being dishonest. While she was beating her, she told me to tell you lies, to be dishonest, and to refuse to admit your mistakes. Whether you admit your mistakes or not depends on your next time. I didn't dare to do it anymore. I was stubborn and refused to admit my fault with my mother. In the end, my mother cried while fighting. When my father came back and I complained to him, he severely criticized me again. I held a grudge over this incident for a long time, and ignored my mother for a long time. I thought it was my mother who added fuel to the fire to make my father, who was so kind to me, scold me so harshly.

Although my mother will brave the rain on rainy days to bring an umbrella to me for not listening to her advice, although my mother will put all my favorite food into my bowl, although my mother will also bring back my favorite food for me. Little People's Book However, when I was young, my heart was always about my father, so I automatically ignored the good things about my mother. Of course, I also ignored my mother's sighs and tears

Myself when I grow up , getting closer to my dad, but becoming more and more distant from my mom.

When I was older, I went to middle school. It was my dad who taught me calligraphy step by step. It was my dad who made me understand knowledge and change my destiny. It was my dad who made me say with pride that I studied for the rise of China. Dad, it was Dad who went to the parent-teacher conference for me. My dad and I always talk about everything, and there is always endless things to say. As soon as I get home, I am like a happy bird, chattering around my dad, and my dad is always like this. Funny and humorous, it always makes me laugh. Although sometimes I do something wrong or quarrel with my mother, my father will hit someone, but I never bear grudges against my father, but blame all these on my mother.

As for my mother, I dislike her more and more. I don’t like her nagging, her attentiveness, her fussing over everything, and her boredom. When I was in junior high school, I was the most rebellious. I would talk back to my mother at every turn. I wouldn’t listen to anything she said. She would tell me to go east but I would go west. At the worst time, I even ignored her for a month. Because of this, I was beaten by my father a lot, but I just don't like her. At that time, I was blinded by rebellion, so I turned a blind eye to my mother's hard work for the whole family, turned a blind eye to my mother going out early and coming home late, turning a blind eye to my mother's frost-stained temples, and turning a blind eye to my mother's increasingly thin body. Turning a blind eye, even turning a blind eye to my mother's carefulness and flattery in front of me

When I went to college, it was my father who sent me to school, and it was my father who told me to take good care of myself. Every time I called It was my father who went back to answer the phone. Even if it was my mother who answered the phone, she could still hear her calling so-and-so, my daughter’s phone number. The words I wanted to say reached my lips but I swallowed them back. The few conversations they had had ended in silence between the two of them. I am always envious when I see my sisters in the same dormitory talking to my mother about everything, just like sisters. I always think: They say that daughters are mothers’ caring little cotton-padded jackets. I am afraid that I will never be able to be my mother’s caring little cotton-padded jackets.

The improvement in my relationship with my mother came from a conversation I overheard between her and my father. My mother wiped her tears and said: Why can't I get close to her? I've tried my best. Who doesn’t want to be affectionate and affectionate with her daughter? Which mother doesn’t want to talk to her daughter about everything? Sometimes when I see you talking and laughing like that, I can only secretly envy you in my heart, and then sigh secretly, but In a family, there is always one person who is the bad guy and one person who is the good person. Hey, my mother finally sighed heavily: After so many years, even a stone should be used to cover up the heat. But at that moment, I realized that I had always ignored my mother and ignored my mother's love for me. She has always loved me and loved me in her own way. Her love is full and not less than my father's love.

Later, I understood that the night I went to college, my mother stayed up all night and helped me pack my luggage all night (I always thought it was my father who did it). I also lamented one night how my daughter went to college in a blink of an eye. She was still a toddler yesterday, but I understood. Every time I called, she was always the quickest to run to the phone, and attentive. I cautiously handed the phone to my dad, because she was afraid that I would not want to talk to her, and I understood.

I realized that my mom has gotten a lot older these days, and is obviously younger than my dad. But he is much older than his father, his hair is much grayer, and his body is much worse than before. For so many years, I have ignored my mother and cared too little about her. However, my mother never blamed me and loved me in her own way as always

Father's love is like water and mother's love is like mountains. Our family's unique father's love and mother's love also support me and my brother. A clear sky has paved a road to happiness, and that road is full of love.

Articles on honoring parents (3):

The most unavailable thing in the world - honoring parents

Recently, my friend’s father unfortunately passed away, and my friend is filled with regrets , I hate myself for being busy with business and career all day long, and neglecting my elderly parents. He said:

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop; the child wants to be raised but the relatives are not there. This is the biggest regret in life!

Coincidentally, Bill Gates, the world's richest man, was recently interviewed by a reporter from Italian "Opportunity" magazine. When answering what he could not wait for the most, he said: There is nothing in the world that he can't wait for the most. You are too filial to your parents!

I thought that the world's richest man, who is full of business knowledge, would answer something like "don't miss it", but what he said was surprising and thought-provoking.

We often say that we are too busy at work and really have no time to see our parents. In fact, this is an excuse. Are we, Bill Gates, still busy? Not to mention honoring parents as the last thing we can’t wait for, even if we put parents in the same position as children, fame and fortune, lovers and even pets, it doesn’t seem to be much.

When parents want their children to be filial, they have already entered old age. At this time, they increasingly need filial piety from their children in life and spirit, and this kind of filial piety mainly lies in family affection, and cannot all be replaced by money or hiring a nanny. As age increases, the opportunities for children to honor their parents gradually decrease. If you miss business opportunities and the like, they will come again. If you lose your parents before you can fulfill your filial piety, you will regret it for the rest of your life.

, this proves that no matter ancient or modern, Chinese or foreign, people have the same mind and the same principles.

Honoring parents, respecting the elderly and caring for the young, refraining from doing evil, and practicing good deeds are also one of the fundamental laws and precepts of all political cultures and beliefs. We hope that everyone will abide by them and follow the teachings. , Argue less, practice more, ask less, contribute more, work diligently, go to the other side, prove the Tao, and be a hero!

Everyone has a time of aging. If you don’t want to be lonely in old age, then Hurry up and respect the elderly!

You will reap melons if you sow melons, and reap beans if you sow beans. Those who love others will always love them, and those who hate others will always hate them.

Time waits for no one, let us seize the time and honor our parents quickly!

Those who are unfilial should repent quickly. I will take the lead in repenting for ten thousand years!

Instead of resenting others, It is better to reflect on yourself.

Instead of complaining about the world, it is better to change your own mind.

Filial piety comes first among all good deeds, and filial piety is indispensable.

The most evil thing is sexual immorality, don’t let evil thoughts persist for a while!

The greatest misfortune in life is not being able to love others, but only hating others.

I want to dissolve the hatred of the world and turn it into a paradise of love.

The starting point is to be grateful and honor our parents!

If your parents are still alive, whether you live together or not, please pay attention--

If One day, you find that your parents’ bedroom is no longer as tidy as before;

If one day, you find that the floor wardrobe at home is often covered with dust;

If one day, you find that The kitchen at home is no longer as clean as before;

If one day, you find that your parents’ pots, bowls and chopsticks are no longer as sharp as before;

If one day, you find that your parents’ clothes look like Not washed;

If one day, you find that your father's flowers, plants and trees have gradually become deserted;

If one day, you find that your parents' actions and reactions are half a beat slower than before;

If one day, you find that your parents’ thinking and memory are no longer as clear as they used to be;

If one day, you find that your parents’ legs and feet are no longer as nimble as they used to be;

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If one day, you find that your parents like to talk about old things;

If one day, you find that your parents always talk about distant or deceased relatives;

If one day, you find that your parents like children and behave like children;

If one day, you find that some of your parents' habits seem to have changed;

If one day, you find that Parents no longer like to eat crispy fruits and vegetables, but eat poorly cooked meals;

If one day you find that your parents have a runny nose or a cough that doesn’t stop, don’t think you have a cold or a cold (that is The phenomenon of neurological aging);

If one day, you find that they no longer like to go out and joke;

Then, I want to tell you, you My parents are really old, and their body organs have aged to a dangerous level, and they need careful care from their children.

If you can’t take care of it yourself, please pay someone to take care of it and visit frequently without leaving any regrets.

What does it mean to have a candle in the wind? The life of a disabled old man is indeed like a candle fluttering in the wind, maybe at that moment

What does it mean to have a lucky star shining brightly? Having parents is a great blessing; not having parents is a great misery. . Because parents are the blessings of their children.

With our parents still alive, we are still children even if we are ninety years old and will never grow old. How happy we are.

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, the child wants to be raised but the parents are not there, filial piety must be timely, the loss will never come again, the parents' today is my own tomorrow.

If you treat yourself well and treat others well, and be considerate, you will be able to care for me and others.

Honoring one’s parents is the realm of mortals.

Honoring parents all over the world is the state of a wise man.

Regarding all sentient beings as one’s parents in previous lives, and always being filial to them, regardless of one’s own life, is the state of a saint.

So, there is a difference between filial piety in the world (small filial piety) and filial piety in the transcendental world (great filial piety):

Worldly filial piety means being respectful and obedient, not daring to disobey, having plenty of food and clothing, It is only for one life;

Filial piety beyond this world, respectfully urge and replace parents and even parents in successive lives, and all sentient beings in the Dharma Realm, to take refuge in the Three Jewels, do good deeds and accumulate virtue, recite Buddha's name and recite sutras, return to the Pure Land, escape reincarnation forever, and eventually become a Buddha. This is the best and most beautiful thing, an act of a man!

In fact, parents are living Bodhisattvas

Once upon a time, there was a butcher who was violent by nature. He even shouted at his old mother, He frequently used fists and kicks. One day, he heard that Guanyin Bodhisattva in the South China Sea was very efficacious and decided to make a pilgrimage to Mount Putuo.

It is said that the butcher arrived at Putuo Mountain and searched the entire mountain but could not find Guanyin Bodhisattva. He went to ask the abbot, the old monk:

Master, where is Guanshiyin Bodhisattva? Where is it?

Seeing that you are sincere, Guanshiyin Bodhisattva has already gone to your home! The old monk replied.

Is it true? What does Guanyin Bodhisattva look like?

The one who is putting on his clothes and putting on his shoes is Guanyin Bodhisattva. You must go back quickly to see the Bodhisattva.

When the butcher heard this, he was very happy, so he hurried home day and night. It was late at night when we got home, and the butcher hurriedly called the door: Mother, come and open the door quickly! I come back to pay homage to Guanyin Bodhisattva!

The old mother who was sleeping suddenly heard a familiar roar and understood that it was The son I missed day and night was back. I was so pleasantly surprised that I hurriedly got up and opened the door. In the dark, with my clothes on inside out and dragging a pair of shoes backwards, I hurriedly opened the door. After the son entered the door, he saw an old woman with her clothes on backwards and her shoes on backwards. She bowed her head and bowed: "Meet Guanyin Bodhisattva! Meet Guanyin Bodhisattva!"

The old mother understood that it was Bodhisattva who influenced her son's heart. So I took the opportunity to teach him a lesson. From then on, the butcher changed his ways and became a dutiful son.

I pray that all parents in the world and all sentient beings in the Dharma Realm can escape from the sea of ??suffering as soon as possible, understand their minds and see their nature, be reborn in the Pure Land, and become transcendent and holy!