Poems about mothers?? What are the poems about mothers

The poems about the mother are as follows:1, "Paper Boat - Send Mother".

Ice Heart. I never let go of a piece of paper.

Always keep it—keep it, fold it into a very small boat, throw it out of the boat and throw it out into the sea.

Some were swept into the windows of the boat by the wind, and some were wet by the waves and stuck on the bow of the boat.

I still don't lose heart, stacking it every day, always hoping for one.

It can flow where I want it to go.

Mother, if you see a very small white boat in your dreams, don't be surprised that it falls asleep for no reason.

This is your beloved daughter with tears in her eyes, thousands of rivers and mountains, beg it to carry her love and sorrow back!

2. "Poems to Mother".

Ice Heart. Mother, for a long time, I wanted to write a poem for you.

But I've written it many times, but I still haven't written it well.

Mother, this poem for you.

I don't know how to start, <>

I don't know how to end it, and I don't know what to write, it's like a harsh slap to Yinju when I was a child.

I don't know whether to accept it bravely or choose to run away, Mother, I think of you again tonight, and I have decided to write a poem for you.

Even if you don't write well, even if you are far away from home, you will never be able to read ......Mother, if you see a very small white boat in your dream, don't be surprised that he fell asleep for no reason.

This is your beloved daughter, with tears in her eyes, begging him to return with her love and sorrow.

Bingxin (Xie Wanying, October 5, 1900, February 28, 1999), a native of Changle, Fujian, is a member of the China Association for the Promotion of Democracy, a poet, a modern writer, a translator, and a social activist"。

In August 1919, Bingxin published the first essay "Thoughts on the 21st Hearing" and the first "Two Families" in the "Morning Post". In 1923, he successively published a newsletter essay entitled "Sending Xiao Feng Changbi Readers", which became the foundation work of Chinese children's literature. In 1946, she was hired as the first foreign female lecturer at the University of Tokyo in Japan.

At 21:12 on February 28, 1999, he passed away in Beijing at the age of 99.

The poems about mothers are as follows:1, Meng Jiao's "The Wanderer's Yin".

The line in the mother's hand, the wanderer's shirt.

Before leaving, I am afraid that I will return late.

Whoever says an inch is careless, and he will be rewarded with three springs.

2, Bai Juyi's "Yan Poems Show Liu Suo" selection.

Sir is the day of the chick, and when he flies high and carries his mother.

Parents read it at that time, and you should know it today.

3, Han Yu's "Who's Son" selection.

The white-headed old mother covered the door and cried, pulling up the sleeves of her shirt and leaving it behind.

4, Wang Anshi's "Fifteen".

The mother will be on the ditch and leave the family white and yin.

When the moon heard Du Yu, the north and the south always cared.

5, Huang Jingren "Farewell Mother".

Bow to the mother river beam, white hair and tears withered.

The miserable snowy night in Chaimen, at this time, it is better to have a son than nothing.

6, Jiang Shiquan "Arriving Home at the Twilight".

The love of the son is endless, and he is happy to return home.

The cold clothes are densely sewn, and the letters are new.

When I met the thin and thin, Hu'er asked about the hardships.

Wandering low and ashamed of the son of man, I dare not sigh for the wind and dust.

7, Song Lingyun "Remembering Father".

Wu Shuyanyun broke the ruler book, how can the two places hate it?

The dream soul is not afraid of Chang'an, and he has taken the wind several times to ask about life.

8, Yu Gong "Thinking of Mother".

The frost fell and the tears were wet, and the white head was not leaning on the firewood.

In the Huangmei rain in May last year, Zeng pawned the robe and returned to the rice.

9, Ni Ruixuan "Remembering Mother".

The river is difficult to navigate, and I don't know if it's close.

10, "Huanxi Sha, Remembering Mother".

In the bed of the loving mother's cough and vomiting, she did not resign for a day.

The healing of the month was hurried.

Feed the crow mother for a short life, and the lamb kneels to thank the mother.

I really hate to have no mother with the spring breeze.

I'm sorry for your poem, I can't change it, your overall scene is very verbose, you want to praise your mother, but these words are not new, if you change it, it will be a hazy audition.

Mother, what a great word, because she is sincere, she is selfless, and she gives us so much love.

Mother, what a lovely word, because she is pure, she is kind, she is like the warm breeze of spring, blowing in my heart.

Mother, what a loving word, because she tolerates, she tolerates.

She gave us so much without asking for anything in return.

Mother, what a respectable word, because she is great, she is strong, she escorts her children all her life, silently guides her children behind her back.

You can praise mother's love this one, if you change it, you will lose your original feelings, and you will change the abbreviation of beauty, cherish your emotions and don't need others to change them, learn to respect your own words even though he is not readable,

A loving mother loves her son, not for retribution. Han Liu An.

In October, the fetus is heavy, and the three lives are light. "Song of Persuasion of Filial Piety".

One foot and three inches of baby, ten and eight years of work. "Song of Persuasion of Filial Piety".

The mother is called the child lying dry, and the mother is sleeping wet. "Song of Persuasion of Filial Piety".

The mother and the child have not been seen, and the child is uneasy. "Song of Persuasion of Filial Piety".

The old mother is 100 years old and often misses her 80 sons. "Song of Persuasion of Filial Piety".

The former mother is here, and the prodigal son does not feel cold. "Song of Persuasion of Filial Piety".

Thousands of loves, thousands of graces, love me, who know my parents? "Children's Language".

The white-headed old mother covered the door and cried, pulling up the sleeves of her shirt and leaving it behind. Tang Hanyu.

The mother is hanging and Huitong is in charge, and Wusu is silent and silent. "Collection of Aphorisms".

The line in the mother's hand, the wanderer's shirt. Before leaving, I am afraid that I will return late. Whoever says an inch is careless, and he will be rewarded with three springs. Tang Mengjiao.

Xi Mengmu, choose a neighbor. If you don't learn, you will be cut off. "Three Character Classic".

Mother, the first parent in the world; Mother's love, the first love in the world. The word is strict.

The only unpolluted love in the world is motherly love. The word is strict.

When you are successful, everyone is a friend. But only the mother - she is the partner when she fails. Zheng Zhenduo.

Mourn my parents, give birth to me, and work hard. The Book of Songs

What is it like to have no father, and what is it necessary to be without a mother? The Book of Songs

The virtue of the father, the inheritance of the son. The word is strict.

Parents Degao; Good education for children. Aphoristic Couplet

Don't be happy if you have a child, don't sigh if you don't have a child. Tang Hanyu.

People see that it is good to give birth to boys and girls, but they don't know that men and women urge people to grow old. Tang Wangjian.

Parents who are all in the world; The rarest brother in the world. "Aphorisms".

Being a parent is the best in the world; As a child, the world is filial piety. "Aphorisms".

My father gave birth to me, my mother bowed to me, caressed me, raised me, grew me, nurtured me, cared for me, and restored me. The Book of Songs

If the father is not kind, the son is not filial; If the brother is not a friend, the brother is disrespectful; The husband is unjust.

The woman is not going well. The North and the South are pushing Yan.

There are no virtuous fathers and brothers in life, there are no strict teachers and friends outside, and there are few successful people. Written by Song Lu Gong.

What parents want, I will follow; What my parents recount, I love.

In the eyes of parents, children are often part of themselves, and children are a chance for their ideal self to do it again. Fei Xiaotong.

Parking is blank, trapped me and become a prisoner. Sentimentality starts from it, and tears of sorrow choke in the throat. The loving mother is seriously ill and wants to vote for a famous doctor. The car is in a hurry, and the sky is not left! Mother's love is nothing to repay, and life is even more wanted! "Sending My Mother Home".

Sir is the day of the chick, and when he flies high and carries his mother. Parents read it at that time, and you should know it today. Bai Juyi's "Yan Poems Show Liu Sue" selection.

The white-headed old mother covered the door and cried, pulling up the sleeves of her shirt and leaving it behind. Han Yu's "Who's Son" selected.

The mother will be on the ditch and leave the family white and yin.

When the moon heard Du Yu, the north and the south always cared. Wang Anshi, "Fifteen".

Bow to the mother river beam, white hair and tears withered. The miserable snowy night in Chaimen, at this time, it is better to have a son than nothing. Huang Jingren "Farewell Mother".

The love of the son is endless, and he is happy to return home. The cold clothes are densely sewn, and the letters are new. When I met the thin and thin, Hu'er asked about the hardships. Wandering low and ashamed of the son of man, I dare not sigh for the wind and dust. Jiang Shiquan's "Twilight Home".

The frost fell and the tears were wet, and the white head was not leaning on the firewood. In the Huangmei rain in May last year, Zeng pawned the robe and returned to the rice. Yu Gong "Thinking of Mother".

Ni Ruixuan's "Remembering Mother".