Li Qingzhao's Ci Poems about Memories

1. The thread in a loving mother's hand 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. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? (Don Meng Jiao: Wandering Sons)

2. When a person is a stranger in a foreign land, he misses his family more often during the festive season. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. (Tang: "Shanju Holiday Thinking of Shandong Brothers")

Every winter solstice, I am accompanied by the shadow in front of the knee-hugging lamp. If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers. (Tang Bai Juyi: "Homesickness on a Winter Night in Handan")

4, the child led the clothes and asked: Why don't you come back? * * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns? (Don "Going Home")

5, Xian Yi, young and old, left home, the local accent has not changed. Where do children come from when they meet strangers? (Tang He Zhang Zhi: Homecoming Book)

6. Leave the mountain to rest, winter will come, and spring will come. The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. ("Early Tang and Song Wen Zhi: Crossing the Han River")

Under the blue mountain, we wound our way, and my boat and I walked along the green water. Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail. ... the night now gives way to the ocean of the sun, and Jiang Chunren was in the old year. I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. (Don Wang Wan: "The next berth on the North Fort Mountain")

8. Humayi north wind, crossing the south branch of the Bird's Nest. -"Nineteen Ancient Poems Travel and Travel")

9. Being a parent is the best in the world; Being a child is the greatest filial piety in the world. -("aphorisms")

10, I advise you to drink one more glass of wine and go out of Yangguan for no reason. -(Tang Wang Wei's "Cheng Wei Qu")

1 1, there is such bright light at the foot of my bed. Could there be frost already? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. -(Tang Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night)

12, teenagers leave home and return home, and the local accent does not change. -(Homecoming Book by Tang and Zhang Zhi)

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

14, parents are highly respected; Give children a good education. -("epigram couplet")

15, where is your hometown? Forget it unless you're drunk. -(Song Qingzhao's Bodhisattva Man)

16, the mother said that the child was lying dry and the mother was asleep and wet. -("Song of Filial Piety")

17, when the master instrument is hung, the tube is bright, and Wusu stays at the static night platform. -("aphorisms")

18, the moon is bright tonight. I wonder who Qiu Si will fall into. -(Don Wang Jian's "Fifteen nights full moon to send Du Langzhong")

19, elegy can be crying, and angelica can be in the distance. -(Han Yuefu folk song "Elegy")

2. Poems about family love, like a day for ten years, are forgotten without thinking. -Su Shi's "Twenty Dreams in the First Month of Jiang"

Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed. -Yuan Zhen's Five Poems of Self-reflection, No.4.

Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be. -Yuan Zhen's Five Poems of Self-reflection, No.4.

When night came, my dream suddenly came home. The window of Xiao Xuan. Dress up. Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears —— Su Shi's "Twenty Dreams in the First Month of Jiang"

It was unusual at that time to get drunk in spring and gamble on books and pour tea. -Na Lanxingde's "Huanxisha, who reads the west wind alone"

You bury your bones under the mud spring, and I send snow all over the world. -Bai Juyi's Dream Micro

Under the sad bridge, the spring waves are green, which used to be a stunning photo. -Lu You's Two Poems of Shen Yuan

If the moon finally comes out, I will not hesitate to be roasted by snow and ice. -Na Lanxingde's "Death to Hua Lian, No pains, the most pity for the sun and the moon"

There is a poem about family 1. The thread in the hand of a kind-hearted 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? (Meng Jiao's Wandering Sons)

2. Boil beans and burn beans, and the beans will cry in the pot. We are born from the same root, so why should we speculate with each other? (Seven Steps Poems by Cao Zhi)

3. 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")

Although a country is divided, the mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin. (Du Fu's "Spring Hope")

5. A vagrant heard the drums that predicted the battle, and a wild goose rang in autumn. 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)

6. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, I want to write a book. Repeated fears can't be said in a hurry, pedestrians come and go; (Zhang Ji "Qiu Si")

7. When a person is a stranger in a foreign land, he misses his family more often during the festive season. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. (Wang Wei's "I miss my Shandong brother on vacation in the mountains")

8. Every winter solstice in Handan, I always have a knee lamp. If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers. (Pretending to be Yi's Homesick at Night in Winter)

9. Why did you come back too late? * * * Who is fighting for time; Win sideburns? (Du Mu's "Returning to the Tomb")

4. About affection, affection in poetry.

1. Thread in the hands of a kind-hearted mother, making 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? (Meng Jiao: "Wanderer")

2. Boil beans and burn beans, and the beans will cry in the pot.

We are born from the same root, so why should we speculate with each other? (Cao Zhi: "Seven Steps Poetry")

3. 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")

Although a country is divided, the mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back.

Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.

The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.

Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)

5. A vagrant heard the drums that predicted the battle, and a wild goose rang in autumn.

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: "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night")

6. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, I want to write a book.

When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him. (Zhang Ji: "Qiu Si")

7. A stranger in a foreign land misses his relatives during holidays.

When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. (Wang Wei: vacationing in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong)

8. Every winter solstice in Handan, I always have a knee lamp.

If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers. (Bai Juyi: "The Solstice of Winter in Handan" misses home at night)

9. The child took the clothes and asked: Why don't you come back?

* * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns? (Du Mu: "Going Home")

Nostalgia in Poetry

1. You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! .

When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? (Wang Wei: "Miscellaneous Poems")

2. I left home when I was young, and my local accent has not changed.

Where do children come from when they meet strangers? (He Zhangzhi: Homecoming Book)

3. Leave the mountain to rest, winter will come, and spring will come.

The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. (Song Wenzhi, "Crossing the Han River")

Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.

Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.

... the night now gives way to the ocean of the sun, and Jiang Chunren was in the old year.

I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. (Wang Wan: a berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain)

It's only seven days in spring and two years away from home.

The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom. (Xue Daoheng: "People are homesick every day")

6. The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? .

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. (Li Bai: "Silent Night Thinking")

7. Whose rain flute flies in the dark, and the spring breeze permeates Los Angeles.

In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick. (Li Bai: The Flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night)

8. It has been ten frosts in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night.

For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bing is my hometown. (Liu Zao: "Journey to the North")

9. A vagrant hears drums that indicate fighting, and a wild goose rings in autumn.

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: "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night")

5. The ancient poem about affection is 1. In the past, I was gone, and the willows were reluctant; I want to come today, it's raining->

2. Mourning can make you cry, and looking far can make you return to China-Han Yuefu Folk Songs >

3. Humayi North Wind, Crossing the South Branch of the Bird's Nest-Nineteen Ancient Poems by Han

4. But how much love did the grass get-Don Meng Jiao >

5. Now, approaching my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question-Tang Song Wen Zhi >

You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! When you passed my window, was the plum blossom Han Mei's flower? -Tang Wang Wei >

7. The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is it frosty already? Looking up, I found that it was moonlight and sank back, and I suddenly remembered home-Don Li Bai >

8. Where is your hometown? Unless you are drunk, forget it-Song Liqingzhao >

9. During the festival, please think about your relatives-

6. Family Poems: The feelings of husband and wife's missing: When * * * cuts the bamboo at the west window, it kills time in the dim rain-Li Shangyin's Notes to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night.

It was a long time ago that I met her, and it was a long time ago that I broke up. The east wind rises and flowers fall-Li Shangyin is untitled.

After all, there is nothing, twilight is full of water, heartbroken to Baipingzhou-the article "Looking at Jiangnan"

Don't get lost in the Tao, the curtain rolls up the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers —— Li Qingzhao's Drunk Flowers.

Homesickness of a Wanderer: Meng Jiao's Ode to a Wanderer (the poem is too long, so I won't fight)

When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world —— Ma Zhiyuan's Jing Tian Sha Qiu Si

But I look to my hometown, and the twilight is getting thicker, and the mist of sadness is filled on the river waves-the Yellow Crane Tower written by Ho Choi.

Finally, I can send my messenger, the wild goose, home to one of Luoyang-Wang Wan and park at the foot of Beibao Mountain.

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. -Li Shangyin's "Jinse"

How many lovesickness one-night stands are there? The ends of the earth are not long. -Zhang's Swallow House

7. The famous ancient poem about affection is 1. Being in a foreign land, I miss my relatives twice every holiday.

When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

Said by: Don Wang Wei, I miss my Shandong brothers on vacation in the mountains.

Being alone is always a bit bleak, and I miss my distant relatives every time I go to the Double Ninth Festival. Far away, I feel sorry for myself when I think of my brothers climbing high with dogwood.

2. The thread in the hand of a kind-hearted 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?

From: Ode to a Wanderer by Tang Meng Jiao.

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?

3. My parents heard the woman coming, so I 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.

Said by: Anonymous Mulan Ci in the Northern Dynasties.

When parents heard that their daughter was back, they helped each other out of the city to meet them. When my sister heard that she was back, she dressed up across the door. When I heard that my sister was back, I sharpened my knife and slaughtered pigs and sheep.

After three months of war, a message from hometown is worth a ton of gold.

Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.

Said by: Tang Du Fu's Spring Hope.

The continuous war has continued until now, and there are few letters from home. A letter is worth two thousand gold. Worried, scratching my head, my white hair is getting shorter and shorter, and I can't insert it.

Oh, my brothers, what's the point of my life without you? .

Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.

Said by: Du Fu's Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night.

Brothers are scattered, and life and death are homeless. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, not to mention frequent wars.

8. Poem about affection 1, parenting is the best in the world; Being a child is the greatest filial piety in the world.

-"Motto Lian Bi" 2. The mother said that the child is dry when lying down, and the mother is wet when sleeping. -"Song of Persuading Filial Piety" 3. It is almost as difficult for friends to meet each other as the stars in the morning and evening.

-Du Fu [after finishing] 4. A father's virtue is a child's legacy. -strict words are the first. 5. There should be no hate. When will it grow round? -Su Shi's nickname 6. Mother is the first relative in the world; Motherly love is the first love in the world.

-strict words are the first. 7. Humayi is in the north wind and crosses the south branch of the Bird's Nest. -Nineteen ancient poems "Walking and Re-walking" 8. Don't be happy with children, and don't sigh without children.

-Han Yu's love story 9. If you stay away from hate like spring grass, you can go further and live. -Li Yu 10 We finally met in the flowers. In the flowers where we parted, it had been in full bloom for a year.

-Wei 1 1, advise you to drink one more glass of wine and go out of Yangguan for no reason. -Wang Wei 12, bereaved of parents, gave birth to me.

-The Book of Songs 13, is there frost on such a bright line at the foot of my bed? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

-Li Bai 14, parents do whatever they want, and I will continue to describe it; I cherish the thoughts of those parents. -epigram couplet 15 Now, when I meet people near my village, I dare not ask a question.

-Song Wenzhi 16, the elegy can be crying, or it can be Danggui overlooking. -Elegy of the Han Yuefu folk song 17, which keeps cutting, is still chaotic, and is leaving.

The in the mind is not the general taste. -Li Yu 18, I miss my relatives more every festive season.

() —— Wang Wei 19. I didn't know my parents when I loved them. -"Children's Language" 20. Meng Mu once chose a neighbor. In Mencius' laziness, she cut the cloth.

-"Holy Amethyst" 2 1, everyone is gradually unfamiliar with the local accent, but they hate the warbler sound like Laoshan. -Si Kongtu 22. The thread in the hands of a loving mother makes clothes for the wayward boy's body.

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?

-Meng Jiao 23. A loving mother loves her son and asks nothing in return. -Liu An 24, my mother is one hundred years old and often reads eighty children.

-"Song of Persuading Filial Piety" 25. Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed. -He 26, it took a long time to meet her, and it took a long time to break up, and the east wind rose and flowers fell.

-Li Shangyin 27. Where is your hometown? If you are not drunk, you will not return. -Li Qingzhao 28. After three months of war, a letter from home is worth a ton of gold.

-Du Fu 29, Luoyang relatives and friends asked each other, a piece of ice heart in the jade pot. 30. Peach and plum spring breeze, a glass of wine, ten years of river's lake night rain.

—— Huang Tingjian 3 1, without father or mother? -"The Book of Songs" 32. The mother did not see it, and the child was uneasy. -"Song of Persuading Filial Piety" 33. People see that boys and girls are good, but they don't know that boys and girls make people old.

-Wang Jian 34, after people return to geese, think about flowers. -Xue Daoheng 35. Alone at the bottom of the river, the moonlight is like water.

Where are the people who came to see the moon together? The scenery is vaguely like last year. -Zhao Wei 36, Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you.

-Gao Shi 37. I often go, willow is yiyi; The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry. -"The Book of Songs Xiaoya Cai Wei" 38. The prodigal son didn't feel cold until he respected his mother.

-"Song of Filial Piety" 39. You from my old country, tell me what happened there! . When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? -Wang Wei 40. Candles have a heart to say goodbye and shed tears for others until dawn.

-Du Mu 4 1, Tonight, the moon is shining, I don't know who will fall in Qiu Si. -Wang Jian 42. There are no virtuous fathers and brothers in life, and there are no strict teachers and friends outside, but few can succeed.

-Lu Gongtong 43, sad and sad xi parting. -Qu Yuan 44, only the inch of long grass is a little sentimental, and it is rewarded with three spring rays.

-Meng Jiao 45. He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is so bright! . -Du Fu 46, it is easy to see when it is difficult, the water has gone, and the world is also.

-Li Yu 47, only the mirror lake in front of the door, the spring breeze does not change the old waves. -He's 48. Take care of me and answer me.

-"The Book of Songs" 49. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun. -Li Bai 50, the old mother with a white head covered the door, and the sleeve was broken.

-Han Yu 5 1, October, the baby is heavy, and the reward is light. -"Song of Persuading Filial Piety" 52. All parents in the world; The rarest person in the world, brother.

-"Proverbs and aphorisms" 53. A one-foot-three-inch baby has ten years and eight years of work. -"Song of Persuading Filial Piety" 54. The only unpolluted love in the world is maternal love.

-strict words are the first.

9. It is better to have more poems about family. "The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind does not stop. The son wants to raise and not stay." -"Han Han Ying Shi Chuan" Volume 9

The thread in the hand of a kind mother makes clothes for her wayward children. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. But how much love does this inch of grass have? I won the Spring Festival three times. "-"Wandering Sons "Meng Jiao

"An ancient family is like a treasure." -proverbs.

song of love

Emotional bond

This is an ancient vine,

Carrying the nostalgia for the years,

Be obsessed with the past.

On the vibrant branches,

Full of thoughts, tolerance, waiting,

It embodies the past, present and future.

Emotional bond

This is a sea of feelings,

Depicted the most beautiful picture of spring,

Magnificent summer poems

Broadly speaking,

Storing longing, missing and attachment,

Full of happiness, love and hope.

Emotional bond

This is a golden ribbon.

Let the hearts embrace each other,

Let love gather.

History is inseparable,

As the years passed,

Looking for thousands of years,

Tianya, close at hand.

Jiang Yongqing