A poem about the separation of mother and son

1. Recommend some poems about "Mother and Child Parting" 1. Mom's special character 323133353236313431303231313635335e58685e5a.

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.

2. "Motherly Love" Yuan Yang Weizhen has a maternal love and loves chickens. Zhao is the Crown Prince. The dragon and tiger are different every day, and the dog looks forward to the eagle.

There is no six-foot orphan under the knee, and a Zhao is not born in May. 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. 3. "Xuan Mo Map" is a colorful day lily flower planted in Wang Mian, 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. 4. "Whose Son" Tang Hanyu was neither crazy nor 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. 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. When the cloud is vulgar, it is light and ordinary, willing to take risks and blame your official.

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? 5. "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. 1. My life began with opening my eyes and falling in love with my mother's face. It is at our mother's knee that we get our noblest, most sincere and highest ideals, but there is seldom any money in them.

"Ode to a Wanderer" Meng Jiao's loving mother is in the middle line, and the wanderer is dressed. I'm afraid I'll be late when I leave.

An inch of grass speaks, three wisps of spring. Confucius said: Parents are here, so if you don't travel far, you must travel well.

2. Recommend some poems about "Mother and Child Parting" 1. "Mother Biezi" Don 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.

2. "Motherly Love" Yuan Yangweizhen

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.

There is no six-foot orphan under the knee, and a Zhao is not born in May.

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.

3. "Xuan Mo Map" Wang Yuan Face

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.

4. Whose Son is 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.

When the cloud is vulgar, it is light and ordinary, willing to take risks and blame your official.

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?

5. "Short Song" 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.

1. My life began with opening my eyes and falling in love with my mother's face. It is at our mother's knee that we get our noblest, most sincere and highest ideals, but there is seldom any money in them.

the song of the homeless

Meng Jiao

The midline of the loving mother's hand,

You get dressed.

Close and close the seam,

I'm afraid I will be late.

Who is careless,

Make three spring scenery.

Confucius said: Parents are here, so if you don't travel far, you must travel well.

3. Encyclopedia of Mother-Child Parting Poems "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.

Wang Anshi in 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.

"Mother Biezi" Don 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.

Who is Tang Hanyu's son?

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.

When the cloud is vulgar, it is light and ordinary, willing to take risks and blame your official.

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?

Wang Yuan noodles in Xuan Mo Map

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.

4. The famous saying or poem of mother and son parting, saying 1, mother's other son-Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty

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.

Translation:

Mothers are different from children, and children are different from mothers. The sunshine in the daytime seems to have lost its luster because of sadness, and the crying is infinitely miserable.

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 delicate bride than you.

2. Wandering Son-Meng Jiao in Tang Dynasty

The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son.

Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.

Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?

Translation:

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. Say goodbye to my old mother-Huang Jingren in Qing Dynasty.

The bow curtain goes to the mother river beam, and the tears are white.

This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time.

Translation:

Because I had to go to He Liang to make a living, I opened the curtain and reluctantly said goodbye to my old mother. Seeing my white-haired mother, I couldn't help crying and my tears dried up.

On this snowy night, it's a pity that we can't be filial to our mother, but we have to hide Chai Men's tragic death. What's the use of adopting a son? I still don't want it.

4. "Picture 1 of Xuan Mo"-Wang Mian in Yuan Dynasty

Brilliant day lily flowers, Luosheng North Hall.

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

A loving mother leans against the door, but a wanderer cannot walk.

May the sun be sparse and the day be fearful.

Looking up at Yunlin, I am ashamed to listen to birds.

Translation:

Brilliant daylily was born under the North Hall.

The south wind blows the day lily, swaying for whom to confide fragrance?

A kind mother leaned against the door, expecting her child. It's hard for a wanderer to travel far away!

The support for parents is alienated every day, and the news of children is not reached every day.

Looking up at a cloud forest, I am ashamed to hear the sound of the birds, and I still miss it.

5. Song Mu and Gong Zhisi

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

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

Translation:

How many times have I sat under the flowers and sucked? The red wall of the Milky Way is so far away to me. The star in front of me is not the star of last night. Who did I stand in the wind for all night? The lingering feelings are like silkworms, and the wandering heart is like a peeled banana.

Recalling the scene of a full moon night when she was fifteen, it's a pity that this cup of wine in my hand can't eliminate the sadness in my heart.

5. What are the poems about leaving your mother? 1. Don't be old.

Qing Dynasty: Huang Jingren

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.

2. Short songs

Tang Dynasty: Wang Jian

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 in the evening is 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.

Miss your mother.

Song Dynasty: Gong Yu

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

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

4. Cry at midnight

Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

The second time I lost my mother, I vomited because I was dumb.

Don't fly day and night, keep the old forest old.

Crying in the middle of the night every night, everyone who smells it will be moved.

If you tell me in your voice, you won't give back to your heart.

A hundred birds have no mother, but they are very sad.

What makes you sad should be your mother's kindness.

Once upon a time, there was a Wu Qizhe whose mother died.

What disciple, the heart is not as good as a bird.

The second thing gives the second thing, and the bird once applied.

Step 4: Sorry.

Pre-Qin Dynasty: Anonymous

It's me, Polygonum hydropiper. Artemisia argyi is a bandit. Mourn for my parents and give birth to me.

I am a loser, but I am a thief. Mourn for my parents and give birth to me.

It is a pity that the bottle is used up. It is better to die for a long time than to live with fresh people. What if there is no father? What can I do without my mother? Get a shirt when you go out, and you're exhausted when you go in.

My father gave birth to me and my mother bowed to me. Caress me, feed me, nurture me, nurture me, take care of me, go in and out of my stomach. The virtue of wanting to repay kindness. Heaven is so chaotic!

Nanshan is fierce and the wind is blowing. I don't care, I'm alone! Nanshan method, drifting with the wind. Everyone is in the valley, I'm not alone!

1. Don't be old.

Qing Dynasty: Huang Jingren

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.

translate

Because I had to go to He Liang to make a living, I opened the curtain and reluctantly said goodbye to my old mother. Seeing my white-haired mother, I couldn't help crying and my tears dried up.

On this snowy night, it's a pity that we can't be filial to our mother, but we have to hide Chai Men's tragic death. What's the use of adopting a son? I still don't want it.

Background: In the thirty-sixth year of Emperor Gaozong (177 1), Huang Jingren went to Korea. On a snowy night, he bid farewell to his wife and daughter and his mother, and wrote this poem to express his sad mood.

6. Poems of parting from mother

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?

& lt2 & ampgt； Don't be old, Huang Qing Nakazawa.

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.

& lt3 & ampgt； Wang Anshi in 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.

& lt4 & ampgt； Get 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.

& lt5 & ampgt； "Mother Biezi" Don 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.

& lt6 & ampgt； "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.

There is no six-foot orphan under the knee, and a Zhao is not born in May.

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.

& lt7 & ampgt； Wang Yuan noodles in Xuan Mo Map

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.

& lt8 & ampgt； Who is Tang Hanyu's son?

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.

When the cloud is vulgar, it is light and ordinary, willing to take risks and blame your official.

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?

& lt9 & ampgt； "Short Song" 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.

I want to have more children in my life, but who knows it's harder.

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 & lt； 1。 gt； Except at night, Don.

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.

1 & lt； 2 & ampgt； Worthless Tangsikongtu

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.

1 & lt； 3 & ampgt； Tang Meng Haoran's Sending Zhang Shen Ming Classics and Traveling to Jingzhou.

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.