Well, the poet of the Tang Dynasty who wrote a poem in praise of maternal love

The Wanderer's Yin is a five-character ancient poem written by the Tang Dynasty poet Meng Jiao. It is an ode to motherly love. The poem consists of six lines and three crosses, using the technique of white drawing, by recalling a seemingly ordinary scene of sewing clothes before leaving, highlighting and praising the greatness and selflessness of maternal love, expressing the poet's gratitude to maternal love and deep love and respect for his mother.

Meng Jiao of the Tang Dynasty wrote a poem "The Wanderer's Yin".

Full text: The line in the hands of the loving mother, the wanderer's shirt, the dense sewing before leaving, the intention is to return late, who is careless, and the three Chunhui will be reported.

This poem is about motherly love.

That's all for me. If you don't like it, don't spray.

The verses in praise of the Mother are as follows:

An ancient poem in praise of the mother is: 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.

The Wanderer's Yin is a five-character ancient poem written by the Tang Dynasty poet Meng Jiao. It is an ode to motherly love. The poem consists of six lines and three crosses, using the technique of white description, by recalling a seemingly ordinary scene of sewing clothes before leaving, highlighting and praising the greatness and selflessness of maternal love, and expressing the poet's gratitude to maternal love and deep love and respect for his mother.

Work appreciation: deep maternal love, bathing children all the time. However, for Meng Jiao, a wanderer who has been displaced all the year round and has no fixed place, the most memorable thing is the painful moment of separation between mother and son.

This poem describes the ordinary scene of a loving mother sewing clothes at such a time, but it expresses the poet's deep inner feelings.

The first two sentences "the line in the mother's hand, the wanderer's shirt", use "line" and "clothes" two very common things to closely link the "loving mother" and the "wanderer", and the divination writes the flesh and blood feelings of the mother and son dependent on each other.

The poetic painting of the wanderer's song depicts the action and psychology of going out of the clothes, deepening the feeling of the bones and the flesh. The mother is "tightly sewn" because she is afraid that her son will be "delayed" and unable to return. Great motherly love is naturally revealed through the details of everyday life.

The first four sentences are drawn in white without any embellishment, but the image of a loving mother is really touching.

There were many poems about maternal love in the Tang Dynasty, and here are some classic examples:

May heaven and earth always receive the mother's deep kindness. —Bai Juyi, "Farewell to the Ancient Grass".

When my mother is 100 years old, the scenery is not with anyone. —Bai Juyi, "Farewell to the Ancient Grass".

Mo Dao does not kill the soul, the curtain is swept by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. —Tang Wan, "Hairpin Phoenix, Thin World".

Life is a lover, and this hatred is not about the wind and the moon. —Li Shangyin, "The Hall is Untitled".

Qi Rang is alone in a foreign land as a stranger, and thinks of his relatives every festive season. —Wang Zhilian, "Climbing the Stork's Tower".

These poems all express the poet's gratitude and admiration for his mother's love, and also reflect the traditional concept and value of respecting mothers in Tang Dynasty society.

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.

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

I don't know if it's right or wrong, don't look for me if it's wrong!

, "The Wanderer's Yin" [Tang] Meng Jiao.

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

The spring silkworm is dead to the end, and the wax torch turns to ash and tears begin to dry. It should be this.