Poetry about love and gratitude

1. Famous sayings about love and gratitude 1. Filial son is the most important. There is no better way to respect one's relatives than to support one's whole life-Mencius

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

3, a teacher for a day, a father for life.

4. But how much love can keep this inch of grass from growing and give the sunshine? .

5, the grace of dripping water should be reported by the spring.

6. Being a man is like a candle. A little hot, a little light, giving people light and warmth. -Women in Chu Xiao.

7. Life needs a grateful heart to create, and a grateful heart needs life to nourish. —— Wang Fu

8, drinking water does not forget to dig wells, predecessors planted trees and later enjoyed the cool.

9. Kindness and kindness, kindness and greatness.

10, the sheep has the grace of kneeling and nursing, and the crow has the meaning of feeding back.

1 1, borrowed from thousands of rivers and lakes, was verified as a tribute of Momo.

12, give it a peach and return it a plum.

13, one father raises ten children, and ten children raise one father.

14. Look down on the world and remember that kindness is like blood.

15, my father's kindness is higher than the mountain, and my mother's kindness is deeper than the sea.

16, the kindness of a meal will never be forgotten.

17, fish know water very well, which is the source of happiness.

18, poor inherit the wind.

19, be grateful when you know it, and don't forget it.

20, bereavement of parents, I wonder if there are children.

2 1, providence pities grass, and human kindness is important.

22. Thanks to fate, thanks to people, thanks to ideas, and thanks to all the people I want to thank. -Lu Xun

23. Parents' beloved son has a far-reaching influence.

24, people help me, never forget; I helped others, don't you remember-Hua

25. I don't know how expensive rice is if I don't take charge. I don't know how to repay my mother if I don't raise children.

26, gratitude wants to report, resentment wants to forget; Short complaints are long rewards.

27. Gratitude is a spiritual wealth. -Locke

Gratitude is the health of the soul. -Nietzsche

29. There is no real virtue without gratitude. -Rousseau

30. The most beautiful scene in the world is when I miss my mother. Maupassant

3 1. Family is important mainly because it enables parents to get emotional. Bertrand Russell

32. Parents' virtue is a great wealth. -Horace

How similar mothers all over the world are! Their hearts are always the same, and they all have a very pure heart. whitman

Thanks to parents, water can't be flooded and fire can't be put out. -Proverbs of the former Soviet Union

35. Raising a child knows that the mother is hard, and raising a woman knows how to thank her mother. -Japanese proverb

36. Unkindness is worse than lying, vanity, french kiss, drunkenness or the evil virtues of other vulnerable people. -English proverb

37. Ungrateful people are hopeless when they are in trouble. -Greek proverb

Gratitude is the smallest virtue, and ingratitude is the worst behavior. -English proverb

39. Scum is always ungrateful, and ingratitude is a despicable part. Hugo

40. Bees sip honey from flowers and thank the camp when they leave. The grandiose butterfly believes that flowers should thank him-Tagore

4 1. Charity can relieve the pain of others more than money. -Rousseau

42. Know your parents' kindness and hold your children and grandchildren. -Japanese proverb

43. No matter what achievements a person has made, he should drink water and think of his source. It should be remembered that his teacher sowed the initial seeds for their growth. Madame Curie

44. Every favor has a barb, which will hook the mouth that devours it, and the benefactor can drag it wherever he wants-Don.

45. Mean people are always ungrateful: ingratitude is a mean part-Hugo.

46. Ungrateful people are hopeless when they are in trouble-Greek proverb

47. If a person suffers great compassion and then turns against his benefactor, he must take care of his own dignity and be more vicious than an irrelevant stranger. He must prove his opponent's crime to explain his ruthlessness-Thackeray.

Gratitude is the smallest virtue, and ingratitude is the worst evil-English proverb

49. Ignorant people want to do good, but the result is not light; The little magpie plucked her mother's feathers and thought it was a reward for her mother's kindness-Tibetan proverb

I want to recite poems about love and gratitude.

A smiling face is the spring breeze in March.

The reward of gratitude is the surge of spring water.

Love is a fire in cold weather.

Warm and cold hands melt hard ice to dispel the chill.

Gratitude is a lamb kneeling on his chest and a crow in return.

He is a wanderer who often goes home to see.

It's Wan Li's whisper on the phone megaphone.

This is a crowded station at rush hour in Spring Festival travel rush.

This is an abandoned street.

It's a bowl of jiaozi on New Year's Eve.

It's a good greeting to celebrate the New Year in the first month.

Love doesn't need too much empty talk.

Is to cross the road with a blind stick.

Is to push a wheelchair up the slope

Is to stand up on the bus and give your seat to a woman with a child in her arms.

It's a coin thrown into a beggar's piggy bank on the cross street.

It is a hand to help the old and the young.

It's cigarettes and paper money flying like gray butterflies in the cemetery.

It is a red envelope that wishes the newlyweds a hundred years of harmony.

3. Poetry about gratitude

The wind is blowing gently,

The sky is still blue,

When the warmth of the world passes you by.

You need the same response,

Face it with a normal heart,

Practice with a grateful heart,

Move with a pure heart.

I always want to gently call zhidao a name,

Kind and warm.

I always want to gently shout out a word, version.

Simple and shy.

It's—

Grateful!

After the event, two hearts trembled.

Thank each other again,

Because they have the same ideal,

Let the truth last forever.

The shadow of gratitude

Because it exists, it needs to die,

The world is warm with love.

The shadow of gratitude can be seen everywhere.

In winter, the cold wind whistling,

Occasionally listen to the mournful chirping of a few western Western jackdaw.

At night, when the moon shines,

How many joys and sorrows.

Send a love,

The mind will not be lonely.

Thanks to the initiative of the former,

In exchange for the touch of others.

Gratitude is like a bowl of chicken soup for the soul.

The right to lead others to understand and touch warmth,

Let people fall into endless thinking,

It burns in my heart like a bonfire.

A poem of gratitude

Gratitude is a virtue,

Gratitude is a reward.

This is a response to mutual help,

It is the return of true feelings.

You don't have to have too many gorgeous decorations,

There is no need for too many hypocritical expressions.

Because of the former's initiative to show love,

So there was a sincere response from the latter.

There are really not many things that require truth in the world.

And there are many things in the world that need the truth.

I hope I can help you ~

4. The complete works of modern poetry about gratitude 1, gratitude.

Author: Ruoxi's Complete Collection of Fine Poems.

Gratitude is the footsteps of the wind, and wherever you go, you will ring the string of wind chimes in your heart.

A clear voice, affecting the dream string in my heart,

Gratitude is the link between the two worlds, even if you are facing a high mountain,

No matter how difficult it is, you can still see people's eternal smiling faces.

Gratitude is a flame in the neon sky, not invisible in the drizzle and wet clothes.

This gorgeous but cold flame brings warmth to people's hearts again and again.

Sunlight shines through the cracks in the trees, like a bright sword.

Cut off all dirt, just like gratitude spreading warmth to the world.

2. A grateful heart

Author: Ruoxi's Complete Collection of Fine Poems.

The moonlight remains, and my heart is full of gratitude.

People are still those, things are still those, but the blood in my heart is gone.

Boiling boiling boiling boiling boiling boiling boiling boiling boiling boiling boiling boiling boiling boiling boiling boiling boiling boiling boiling boiling boiling water,

Its taste, everything about it, people with a heart will understand,

People who love will understand, and those who are grateful for love will do it.

My big family, the big family I love, thank all those who are grateful and loving.

With you, the world will bloom with dreamy colors.

With you, the world will be full of gratitude.

3, "September, related to gratitude"

Author: Ruoxi's Complete Collection of Fine Poems.

In the dream of falling flowers, in this colorful September,

I want to draw a picture, as red as a maple leaf.

Draw a grateful heart and paint it with autumn colors.

With fruitful fragrance and sincere wishes,

Dedicated to my favorite teacher.

4. "Thanksgiving Day"

Author: Ruoxi's Complete Collection of Fine Poems.

I am glad that I can lift my heavy rice bowl with my hands.

In order to solve the hunger, I am glad that I can cross fields and mountains with my feet.

I am glad that I can see everything in the world with my eyes.

Black and white, I am glad that I can listen to shouts and cheers with my ears.

Sadness and joy are mixed, so,

I thank my parents for giving me a healthy body.

I am grateful for the passage of time and the experience of growing up.

Thank you for your kindness, and thank you for the opportunity to think.

I am grateful for the ups and downs of nature, which makes me feel heavy.

Gratitude is the beauty and pain of life.

5. "Be grateful"

Author: Ruoxi's Complete Collection of Fine Poems.

I am grateful for the bluebird flying across the sky.

I can finally accompany you through this journey.

Yesterday, it was like a dream embracing the sky.

Out of reach, I endured the scorching sun,

Imagine a cup of coffee,

Patterns and moods splashed on snowflakes,

Like the take-off and landing of an airplane, some weightlessness,

Feeling, compared with the performance in the drunken mansion,

More real, maybe from now on,

My worry will be like a passenger plane in a dense fog.

A little confused, but you are here, and the course is here.

5. Poems about Grateful Motherly Love

1: Without the help of selfless maternal love, a child's mind would be a desert.

Motherly love is a needle and thread. As long as there is a small pinhole, it will flow like a spring, infiltrating your lonely, tired and even scarred heart.

3: Mother in memory! Dearest lover, you are all my happiness and friendship.

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

5: How similar mothers all over the world are! Their hearts are always the same. Every mother has a very pure heart.

6. A loving mother loves her son and asks nothing in return. Liu An [Korea]

7. Motherly love is a drop of dew, kissing the dry soil. With its drizzle-like warmth and diamond-like persistence, it looks forward to the fertility of broken soil. Motherly love is not the freezing point in life, but a flowing river, which creates beautiful emotional scenes in our lives.

8. Motherly love, you are like the warm sunshine in spring, and you are like grandma's tree. Let me bathe in the bright spring and grow sturdily under the shade of a big tree like green grass.

9. How intense, selfish and fanatical maternal love is that it occupies our whole mind. (Duncan)

10: Motherly love is a huge flame. (romain rolland)

A loving mother loves chickens, and Zhao is the Crown Prince. The dragon and tiger are different every day, and the dog looks forward to the eagle. -"Motherly Love" Yuan Yangweizhen

12: Motherly love is generous. She sprinkled love on spring dew and autumn frost. Leave it to the morning light, leave it to the dusk; It is for abandoned babies and orphans; But I can only forget myself. Motherly love has no boundaries between strangers, regions and races. Motherly love means that everyone is "young or young, everyone is young", and everyone has no choice. Motherly love is the source of consideration, comfort, tolerance, understanding, kindness and kindness.

13: The old woman with white head closed the door and cried, and her sleeve was broken. Han Yu

6. The poem about gratitude is 1, Jiao's Ode to a Wanderer, a thread in a loving mother's hand, making 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?

2, "Don't be an old mother" Zhong went to worship the mother river beam, worried about tears. This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time.

3. Wang Song Anshi put her mother in the ditch and her family in the shade during the Tenth Five-Year Plan. When I heard about Du Yu in the moonlight, I was always worried about the North and the South.

4. "Arriving home at the end of the year" Qingjiang Shiquan loves his son endlessly and is happy to return to his hometown. 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.

5, "Mother Biezi" Tang Baijuyi's mother Biezi, son Biemu, crying during the day without lights. 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. 6, "Motherly Love" Yuan Yang Weizhen loves her chicks, 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.

7, "Xuan Mo Map" Wang Yuan Mian colorful daylily flowers, Luosheng Beitang. 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.

8. "Whose Son" Tang Hanyu was neither crazy nor crazy. He went to the palace to call a 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?

9. "Short Songs" is the day when Tang was born and came out. Going up the mountain late, going down the mountain ill.

Thirty-six thousand dynasties in a hundred years, half a day at night will be better. There are songs and dances, so be sure to be early. Yesterday was better than today.

People see men and women as good, but they don't know that men and women make people old. Short songs, no music.

10, "Answer to the Old Man in Zhou Bei" Zhang Tang said that the old man with negative salary went to Zhou Bei, and Wangbei Township was worried about his life. He said that the old man had three sons, all of whom had died in Huangsha.

Now that the child has just grown up, he will confess next year. Knowing this, we will fall apart and cannot live and die together.

Borrow a farm house from Wu next door, and then go to the countryside alone. It's even harder to have more children.

Recently, it is said that the Emperor advocates martial arts and vegetables, and Qiang Bing wants to be quiet. Ensuring border security is a long-term policy, so there is no need to expel China people.

1 1, "Night Shift" Don Hotel has no sleep on a cold night, and the guest's heart turns to sorrow. Tonight, my hometown is full of thoughts, and the Ming Dynasty is worried for another year.

Don't let Huang Jingren, the old mother, go to the mother river beam, for fear that her tears are meaningless. This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time.

When I left my mother's grave in the west, Chen went to the top of the mountain to get sick, and the sun was dim, leaving the birds alone at dusk. The forest was empty, but Ding Ning told me to go home early.

Feng/butterfly lovers Liao Xingzhi's mother is kind and long-lived. Blessing your family is really rare in recent days.

Sister Qiu is over 69 this year. Corning can inherit my loving mother.

I hope to be kind and generous. I wish you and your mother long life.

How many women am I? Huatang chitose longevity wine.

Xie Jia was filled with silk jackets, and Huang Tingjian sent fragrant light-colored clothes, and spring scenery entered the book curtain. When I got home, my loving mother asked me in surprise, saying that the prince and grandson had taken off their presents.

At first, I looked at another forest in Hu Aishan, Huang Tingjian's snow hat and Yan Zi's oriole. It was already late summer. The three cauldrons are exhausted by the ancients, and the loving mother looks forward to returning to her heart in one year.

How can I rest when I am working hard? I can't help but see the power of mountains. I want to see the sunset on three paths, and I will scream and scream.

Sending Zhang Zhongmou and Huang Tingjian is good for Zhang Gongzi, but clear autumn should be bitter. Wear the motherly thread, no money for travelers.

Say goodbye to Tianque in the morning and evening, and return to comfort Shen Lu. Huanghua is a bottle of wine, pour it with you.

One of Xuan Mo's paintings is a colorful day lily in the Wang Mian under 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.

Crying mother poem Qu Qiubai, not kissing when poor, blue and new tears. Hungry and cold, no one asked me this day, and I fell on my beloved son.

Four-character poem mourning the sudden death of his mother Mao Zedong. Fifty-three years old, seven children.

Seven sons and three more, namely Qin. Other infertile women and two men.

It is difficult to prepare a calendar for raising a younger brother. Destroy the mill, so get sick.

In the middle, everything is sad. I can't bear to die, waiting for Xu Wen to vomit.

Today, I only talk about two ends: one is virtue and the other is bias. My mother has a high wind and advocates fraternity.

The distance is near and far, and it is repetitive. Kay was moved by her kindness.

Love is sincere. No slander, no cheating.

Finishing is natural and not deceptive at all. Hand ze, very organized.

Fine mind, reasonable points. Nothing can be counted, and nothing can be hidden.

The wind of cleanliness is everywhere. There is no dust inside or outside.

Five virtues are the big end. Conform to his personality, as in the world.

Hate is partial, the last of the three cardinal guides and the five permanent members. Aspiring without reaching, seeking without reaching.

The mental pain is outstanding. The sky is crowded with people and the ground is a corner.

Second, children are born and educated. If it is not ripe, it will be green and yellow.

Holding hands when you are sick makes your heart ache. But call your children and do everything well.

I'm pregnant again. I'm your baby. Or belong to Su En, or work hard.

All relatives, big or small, should be reported. To sum up, Shengde is honored.

If you are sincere, the effect will not be violated. What you hate must be added.

I can't help thinking that I'm here. The depth of parenting and the brilliance of spring.

When will it be reported? Beautiful birds are in the sea. Alas, my mother is still alive.

Although the body is clumsy, the spirit is eternal. One day, everyone will repay the kindness.

One day, you will be with your relatives. It's a long story today, but time is pressing.

Only the big end, the shallow end. At this time, the family will make a drink and do this.

After that, there is a saying that it is getting longer and longer. "Yan Shi Xiu Liu Sou" Bai Juyi has Shuang Yan on the beam, dancing men and dancing women.

Between two rafters, a nest gave birth to Si Er. Si Er is a long day and night, and the voice of asking for food is diligent.

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7. Poems on the theme of love and gratitude: 39. The pride of the fisherman 4 1. Changbai Mountain Changbai Mountain is full of ice and snow, and the wind in Changbai Mountain is evil.

Iron shoes break people's hunger and thirst, and the forest side rests: mountains and heavy waters have no way to answer doubts. Who can understand me? Wan Li's gloomy clouds and trapped stars lock.

How many beats can life have? Gu: It's a pity that a strong man broke his wrist. 2. Looking for Jun Jun several times, I still miss him in my dream.

A thousand words are hard to say. Who do you tell? Together on the vast road of life. When the dead branches turn green, the spring breeze blows into thousands of households.

Children and grandchildren are full of flowers and trees, meet again: only tears can't stop. Ya Dan Cuigu moved into the mountains last year just to listen to the rain at night.

Tears are like resentment and joy, countless: how much pain have you dispelled for me? What is the companion after the rain? Sweet-scented osmanthus in August, chrysanthemum in September, holy wheat straw floating all over the house, into the heart: into tenderness. 4. The Rose Covenant sends flowers to the harbor every year, leaving a lingering fragrance on the hands every year.

Keep a cold window every year and write a China chapter. The roses in the book smell better. Vicious years, vicissitudes of life, hard to give up the good times of youth, who is the temples cream? Don't be sad, the spring breeze will cross the Yangtze River tomorrow.

Four o, two drunken shadows, 1. The wild valley is clear, the towering green hills are really sharp, and the climbing heart is like fire. There is a mountain outside the mountain, and there is a sky outside. I advise you not to forget them.

I often think that I have made a country, and I have never lost my true colors. There is righteousness in the world, promoting good and eliminating evil, and it is stormy. 2. Farming and weaving farmers look forward to the spring rain and shed tears on rice.

Have any children ever asked: Who do you complain to? Reading is a nation now, and it takes a long time to work hard. I will never forget the old village chief, who gave me a handful of soil from my hometown.

Four-one, eight magnolia poems with negative sign 1. Wenxi belongs to Hantu, and time is gone forever. A leaf of duckweed travels thousands of miles with me.

From a distance, thousands of geese are flying on sunny days. See death as death, turn into white clouds and fly in the sky

2. Other teachers are inseparable, and their words are meticulous. Go our separate ways and meet in our dreams.

The summer solstice is cold, and the feather fan gently shakes the world. Falling leaves and snow make me free and happy.

Gratitude: Who will stop wandering when the white clouds drift away? Mermaid smiles in heaven. The color of champagne conveys her singing among poppies. Is there any hope of leaving? Christmas of forest elk that never stops snowing. The beautiful princess has slept in the legendary night sky, where countless pearls and pearls have not been picked The angel's light spread its wings and flew through the gardens of Babylon. Allah is the embodiment of a woman, not the daughter of the sun god. The valley in the desert Gobi is more luxurious than the palace. Rivers are the mother of living things. Shengbo spread all over the world. Colorful faces are the rain that shines on beautiful women in ancient Egypt. White clouds float away, and the back is gone. The sea beats the dream of purple lily, and the mermaid smiles in heaven. The color of champagne conveys her singing among poppies. 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? Confucius said: My parents are here, and I don't travel far to repay my gratitude and forget my grievances. My parents thank you for bringing me to this beautiful world, for giving me free air and bright sunshine, and for earnestly teaching me to grow up. Although you are old, the grass has won the glory of the third spring and how much love there is. I will give you a sincere filial piety, and wish you health forever.