A poem describing a mother's longing for her children.

1. Poems about mothers missing their children (what poems express mothers missing their children)

Poems about mothers missing their children (which poems express mothers missing their children) 1. What are the poems that express "A mother misses her children"?

1, colorful daylily flower, Beitangxia, 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. -From the Yuan Dynasty: Interpretation of Wang Mian's "Picture 1 of Xuan Mo" in vernacular Chinese: The bright day lily 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 a cloud forest, I am ashamed to hear the sound of the birds, and I still miss it.

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

-The vernacular interpretation of Jiang Shiquan's "Going Home at the End of the Year": There is no end to loving a son, and the happiest thing is that the wanderer returns in time. The stitches for sewing the cold clothes are dense, and the handwriting and ink on the family letter are as new as new.

Seeing that my son has lost weight, my mother felt distressed and called me to ask about the difficulty of the journey. Mom, my son has always been ashamed of you. He won't have the heart to tell the story of his wandering.

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 the Tang Dynasty: Interpretation of Meng Jiao's Ode to a Wanderer in the vernacular: A loving mother made clothes for her distant 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? 4, firecrackers in the middle of the year, fireworks in the middle of the year.

In the dream, the loving mother in her hometown shed tears and waded over the stone, expecting her return. —— From the Northern Song Dynasty: Interpretation of Wang Anshi's "January Day" in Vernacular: In the firecrackers, the old year has passed; Fireworks bloom every year, and I return to my dream.

In my dream country, my mother misses her distant son and always looks forward to his return. 5. Hemerocallis are born in the hall, and wanderers travel all over the world.

Leaning kindly against the hall door, I can't see the day lilies. -From the Tang Dynasty: Interpretation of Meng Jiao's Wandering Son in the vernacular: Hemerocallis are full of steps, wandering around the world, mother leaning against the door, son not returning. When will the day lily blossom?

2. What are the poems describing the mother's longing for her children?

1, The Wandering Sons

The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son. She sewed it carefully, mended it thoroughly,

Afraid that the delay would make him come home late. 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" Huang Qing Zhongze

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.

3. Wang Anshi of 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.

4. "Arriving 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.

5, "Mother Biezi" Tang Bai Juyi

Mothers are different from children, and children are different from mothers. During the day, there are no lights and crying.

General Guan, an ancient general title, won a new title last year.

6, "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.

7, "Xuan Mo Map" Wang Yuan noodles

Brilliant day lily flowers, Luosheng North Hall.

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

8. "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.

9, "Short Songs" Tang

When a person is born, he rises at dawn. 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.

10, Tang's answer to the elderly in Daibei House

The old man with a negative salary went to Zhou Bei. He looked at Wang Bei's hometown.

He said that the old man had three sons, all of whom had died in Huangsha.

3. Poems about mothers missing their children

1, The Wandering Sons

The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son. She sewed it carefully, mended it thoroughly,

Afraid that the delay would make him come home late. 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" Huang Qing Zhongze

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.

3. Wang Anshi of 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.

4. "Arriving 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.

5, "Mother Biezi" Tang Bai Juyi

Mothers are different from children, and children are different from mothers. During the day, there are no lights and crying.

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

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.

7, "Xuan Mo Map" Wang Yuan noodles

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.

8. "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?

9, "Short Songs" Tang

When a person is born, he rises at dawn. 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, Tang's answer to the elderly in Daibei House

The old man with a negative salary went to Zhou Bei. He looked at Wang Bei's hometown.

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" Tang

The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad.

Tonight, my hometown is full of thoughts, and the Ming Dynasty is worried for another year.

12, Buxu Tang Sikong Map

A mother failed to teach, and three yuan was sent to the kettle.

Shao Yunyun vulgar stop Yao color, Luan River low flying brush treasure furnace.

13, Tang, send Zhang to Jingzhou to learn from the scriptures.

In the colorful fifteenth year, before trying to be a loving mother. Lian Xiao paid tribute at the age of 20, and Huai Ju went to Qinchuan.

Four tweets, Zhong. Don't row on the river, who doesn't look to the gods.

4. Poems of mothers missing their sons

Subtone (Meng Jiao)

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?

Precautions:

1, nothing grows: the metaphor is very small.

2. Sanchunhui: Sanchun refers to Meng Chun, Zhongchun and Ji Chun in spring; Hui, sunshine; Describe maternal love as warm as spring.

Sunshine.

Rhyme translation:

The kind mother has a needle and thread in her hand.

In order to make new clothes for children who travel far away.

Before she left, she was busy sewing.

It's really worrying that the child will never come back.

Who can say a little grass-like filial piety,

Can you repay the kindness of a loving mother like Chunhui?

Writing background and comments;

Meng Jiao (75 1~8 14), a savage in Wu Kangdong, Huzhou (now Deqing, Zhejiang). In his early years, he tried and tested, traveled north and south, and settled in Suzhou.

I was down and out all my life, and I didn't get a humble position as a magistrate in Liyang until I was fifty years old. Naturally, the poet did not care about such a small official, but still cared about mountains and rivers, and neglected his official duties. The county magistrate only gave him half a salary. Under this heading, the author notes that "Mu Ying Li Shang Zuo" is his work when he lived in Liyang. In the poem, an ordinary and great beauty of human nature, maternal love, is sung affectionately and truly, which has aroused the admiration of countless readers and won popularity for thousands of years.

Deep maternal love bathes children all the time. However, for Meng Jiao, a wanderer who has been displaced all the year round, the most unforgettable moment is the painful moment of separation between mother and child. This poem describes the ordinary scene of loving mother sewing clothes at this time, but it shows the poet's deep feelings. The first two sentences, "thread in the hand of a kind-hearted mother makes clothes for her wayward son's body", are actually two phrases, not two sentences. In this way, from people to things, the two most common things are highlighted, and the love of flesh and blood between mother and son is written. Then write two sentences about people's actions and attitudes, focusing on loving mothers. At this moment before departure, the old mother's stitches were so thin that she was afraid that her son would not come home for a long time and would sew the clothes more firmly. In fact, the old man's heart is not eager for his son to return safely at an early date! The affection of loving mother is revealed in the most subtle places in daily life. Simple and natural, kind and touching. There are neither words nor tears here, but a feeling of pure love overflows from this common scene, touching the heartstrings of every reader, making people cry and evoking the cordial associations and deep memories of children all over the world.

The last two sentences, based on the intuition of the parties, dig out the deep meaning of the next layer: "But how much affection there is in an inch of grass, I got three spring rays." Who said that? Some versions are Who knows and Who will, but it is best that Who said that according to the poem. The poet's rhetorical question is particularly meaningful. These two sentences are the sublimation of the first four sentences, the contrast of popular images, and the warm affection for children: how can a child like grass repay his mother's love as rich as the sunshine in spring? It really means "I want to repay kindness, I am very confused", and the feelings are so sincere and sincere.

This is an ode to maternal love. The poet, frustrated in his official career, experienced a cold world and a sad life, so he felt the value of family more and more. "Poetry is born from the heart, and sorrow should be the heart" (Su Shi's Reading Meng Jiao's Poems). Although this poem is not carved with algae paintings, it is fresh, smooth and unpretentious, which shows that its poetic flavor is rich and mellow.

This poem was written in Liyang. During the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty, two Liyang people sang such a poem: "My father's book is full of baskets, and the car is still lingering" (Shi Qisheng's "Writing My arms"); "How many tears have I shed, how many hands have I dyed, and how many clothes have I sewed" (Peng Gui's "My little brother came to the capital and felt very happy"). It can be seen that the deep impression left by Ode to a Wanderer is enduring.

This is an ode to maternal love. This poem eulogizes the great beauty of human nature-maternal love.

In the first two sentences of the poem, the person written is mother and son, and the thing written is thread and clothes, but it points out the love of flesh and blood between mother and son. The two sentences in the middle focus on the actions and attitudes of loving the mother, showing the mother's deep affection for her son. Although there are no words and no tears, it is full of pure love, which is exciting and makes people cry. The last two sentences are the sublimation of the first four sentences. Using the metaphor of popular image, we pinned our fervent feelings on this naked child. How can we repay our children like maternal love and grass in spring?

With fresh, smooth, plain and plain language, the whole poem is full of rich and mellow poetry, which has touched the heartstrings of many readers for thousands of years and caused thousands of wanderers to sing.

5. What are the poems about "Mother misses her distant son"?

Wandering son, Jiao, thread in the hands of loving mother, makes clothes for 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?

"Whose Son" Tang Hanyu was either crazy or crazy, and went to the palace to call a Taoist. The old white-headed mother hid her face and cried bitterly, and her shirt sleeves were torn.

"Mother Biezi" Tang Baijuyi's mother Biezi, son Biemu, cried during the day. General Guan, an ancient general title, won a new title last year.

"Answer to the Old Man in Zhou Bei" Zhang Tang said that the old man with negative salary went to Zhou Bei, and he visited Wang Bei's hometown. He said that the old man had three sons, all of whom had died in Huangsha.

In addition to working at night, Don Hotel's cold light stayed up alone, and the guests' hearts became sad. Tonight, my hometown is full of thoughts, and the Ming Dynasty is worried for another year.

In the tenth five-year plan, Wang Anshi put his mother in a ditch and left her home in the shade. When I heard about Du Yu in the moonlight, I was always worried about the North and the South.

"Motherly Love" Yuan Yangweizhen 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.

"Xuan Mo Map" Wang Yuan's loving mother leans against the door, and it is difficult for a wanderer to walk. May the sun be sparse and the day be fearful.

Wandering Poems: Nalan Xingde's words are heard in firecrackers every year. In the shadow of fireworks, I returned to my dream. The stone makes up for the deficiency, and the loving mother burst into tears. Tang's mother's instruction was to step by step, and sent three kettles. Shao Yunyun vulgar stop Yao color, Luan River low flying brush treasure furnace.

A sentence from my mother's four-year-old child: When I come back, my relatives will pick me up even if I am far away from my child, because that is the concern of my relatives and the expectation of my child. Although I really want to see it, many words can't be filled, but in the face of the taste of missing, I am waiting for it to spread.

Mothers in the world may have to experience the pain of lovesickness, which separates them from their children. The mother raised the child physically and mentally, but the child can't always belong to the mother.

After the children left home, the mother had endless worries and long thoughts. Although I work hard on my way to work, my family pays yearning hearts and tears of hope, waiting to come back every day, instead of hoping that the children can earn much money and hope to come back safely.

Therefore, the longer the child goes, the more blessings the family members have, and the higher the superimposed thoughts are.

6. What are the poems about "Mother misses her distant son"?

1, my love for my son is endless, and I am very happy to be home. -Jiang Shiquan in the Qing Dynasty, "Arriving at Home at the End of the Year"

2, a loving mother leans on the door, and a wanderer is difficult. —— Wang Mian's "The First Part of Xuan Mo" in the Yuan Dynasty

3, you don't see the lonely goose, and the acidity is rising. Empty city guests are heartbroken, and the boudoir is heartbroken. -Bao Yue was released in the Southern and Northern Dynasties.

It's hard to go.

4, sleepless thinking about women, qi, a few anvil pestles. -He Zuoxiu's Tianxiang Luo Yan Henglin in the Song Dynasty

5, the loving mother has been looking forward to it for a long time, and there is no return in the firecrackers. Poems of Wandering Immortals by Nalan Xingde in Qing Dynasty

6. 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. -Meng Jiao's "Wanderer" in the Tang Dynasty

7. Kindness leans against the hall door, but no day lilies are seen. -Meng Jiao's Poems of Wandering Immortals in the Tang Dynasty

8, children travel thousands of miles, do not go home and call it water.

9. Bamboo poles and shoes have no definite evidence. They cross the southwest and cross the Qiaoheng Road in Shanmu. -Song: Ge Changgeng's "Wu Fengqi, Green, Dark, Red and Sparse Spring"

10, in the dream, the loving mother in her hometown shed tears and ran over the stone, expecting her return. Poems of Wandering Immortals by Nalan Xingde in Qing Dynasty

7. mothers miss their children's poems

Subtone (Meng Jiao)

Meng Jiao

The thread in the hand of a kind-hearted mother makes clothes for her wayward son.

She mended it carefully and thoroughly, fearing that it would delay his time to go home.

But how much love has an inch of grass, and I got three spring rays.

1, nothing grows: the metaphor is very small.

2. Sanchunhui: Sanchun refers to Meng Chun, Zhongchun and Ji Chun in spring; Hui, sunshine; Describe maternal love as warm as spring.

Sunshine.

Rhyme translation:

The kind mother has a needle and thread in her hand.

In order to make new clothes for children who travel far away.

Before she left, she was busy sewing.

It's really worrying that the child will never come back.

Who can say a little grass-like filial piety,

Can you repay the kindness of a loving mother like Chunhui?

8. What are the ancient poems about mothers missing their children?

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? The Wandering Son, Tang Meng Jiao

I love my son endlessly, and I am 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. Get home at the end of the year Qingjiang Shiquan

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

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. "Motherly Love" Yuan Yang Weizhen

5. One mother failed to teach well, and three Long Yuan sent the kettle. Shao Yunyun vulgar stop Yao color, Luan River low flying brush treasure furnace. Worthless Tangsikongtu

6. Ode to a Wanderer is the most popular poem by Meng Jiao, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. The whole poem consists of six sentences and three crosses. By recalling a seemingly ordinary scene of mending clothes before he left, he highlighted and praised the greatness and selflessness of maternal love, and expressed the poet's gratitude for maternal love and deep love and respect for his mother. With fresh, smooth, plain and plain language, the whole poem is full of rich and mellow poetry, which has touched the heartstrings of many readers for thousands of years and caused thousands of wanderers to sing.

7. In the 11th year of Qing Qianlong (A.D. 1746), Jiang Shiquan, 2 1 year-old, rushed home on the eve of the end of the year to thank his mother for her care, so he wrote the poem "Arriving home at the end of the year". Maternal love is the greatest and most selfless emotion of human beings, but there are not many works expressing this theme in ancient poetry. The most famous is Meng Jiao's Ode to a Wanderer, which shows the love of parents all over the world. Jiang Shiquan's Going Home at the End of the Year depicts maternal love from another angle, which is similar to Meng's poems.

9. What are the poems about "A mother cares about her children"?

1, "Ode to a Wanderer" Tang Dynasty: The thread in the hand of kind-hearted mother Meng Jiao made clothes for her 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?

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? 2, "Mother" Song Dynasty: Wang Anshi put his mother in the ditch and left his home in the shade. When I heard about Du Yu in the moonlight, I was always worried about the North and the South.

Mother heard cuckoo's cry on a full moon night, and she thought of her son who had run away from home. Although the north and south are separated, she is still deeply worried. 3, "Yan Shi Xiu Liu Chao" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi has Shuang Yan on the beam, a male and a female, with a graceful demeanor.

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.

Caterpillar is not easy to catch, and the yellow mouth has no heyday. Paws are eager for us, but they are not tired.

For a moment, I was afraid of hunger in my nest. After 30 days of hard work, mom's skinny chicken is getting fatter and fatter.

Muttering, brushing sweaters one by one. Once the wings are formed, lead them to the branch of the court.

Raise your wings and fly in the wind without looking back. Men and women sing in the air, but their voices don't return.

But to enter the empty nest and sing all night. Yan Yan, don't be sad, but think about yourself.

Imagine yourself as a young day, flying high and carrying your mother. At that time, my parents thought that I should know today.

A Shuang Yanzi, a male and a female were flopping about on the beams. Mud nest in the middle of the rafters, a nest gave birth to four little swallows.

Four milk swallows grow day and night, and the crying of begging can't stop. Caterpillar is not easy to catch, Xiaoyan seems to have never had enough to eat.

Shuang Yan grabbed it with his paws, held it in his mouth, and worked tirelessly with all his strength. After a while, I turned back and forth ten times, afraid of starving Xiaoyan in the nest.

After thirty days of hard work, I lost my mother swallow and fattened Xiaoyan. Muttered and kept teaching Xiaoyan pronunciation, combing one by one.

Xiaoyan, once full of feathers, was led to the branches of the courtyard without looking back and fluttered around with the wind. Shuang Yan, male and female, shouted in the air, screaming at the top of his lungs, but couldn't get it back.

I had to go back to the empty nest and cry all night! Old Yan, don't lament, you should think back to the past: think about when you were a milk swallow, you flew away, how much your parents missed when you abandoned them, and you will experience it today! 4, "Mother Biezi" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi's mother Biezi, son Biemu, crying during the day without 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. Mother's son, son's mother, the sunshine in the daytime seems to have lost its luster because of sadness, and there is infinite sadness in crying.

The family lives in Chang 'an, Kansai, and her husband is a general in a high position. Last year, he was awarded a knighthood for his outstanding military exploits. I also got a reward of 2 million, so I married a bride as beautiful as flowers and pure as jade in Luoyang.

If the bride is not satisfied when she comes, she will ask her husband to abandon her wife; She is the lotus in his palm, and I am the nail in their eyes. It is human nature to like the new and hate the old, and it is not enough to be sad. I will pack my bags and leave helplessly.

But sadly, her husband's family still has two biological children left. One can walk by the bed and the other can sit up.

The sitting child is crying, and the walking child is clutching my clothes. You and your wife are new lovers, but you never let our mother and son meet again.

At this moment, my heart is full of unspeakable sadness. People's fickle feelings are not as good as the black magpie in the forest. Mothers don't leave their chicks, and males always take care of them. This scene is like a peach tree in the backyard. The petals that once covered the greenhouse have fallen with the wind, and the young fruits will still hang on the top of the tree to experience frost, snow and rain.

Rookie, rookie, listen to me. There are countless beautiful women in Luoyang Red Chamber. I hope the general will achieve something in the future and marry a more exquisite bride than you.

5, "Xuan Mo Figure 1" Yuan Dynasty: Wang Mian colorful day lilies, 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.

Bright day lilies are 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 a cloud forest, I am ashamed to hear the sound of the birds, and I still miss it.