Be grateful to your parents and appreciate your parents poetry and articles! I hope you all help!!

1 Be thankful to God.

Ann was an outcast and grew up in an orphanage. By the age of four or five, she found that she could not move as freely as other children, because she had a severe congenital heart valve defect, and a little more activity would cause a lack of oxygen to the heart and cause a coma, and she was in danger of dying at any time. At the age of 19, Ann went to university in London.

On a winter afternoon.

She meets Jeff ...... in the school library

2 Mom and Dad.

Thank you for bringing me here.

Wonderful world.

Thank you for giving me the air of freedom.

Bright sunshine.

Thank you for your kind teaching.

Earnest entrustment.

I'm growing up, and you're getting old.

Who is careless.

Reported three Chunhui.

I will offer you a piece of sincere filial piety.

I wish you all eternal health.

Thanksgiving poem When the white clouds drift away.

Who will stop wandering.

The sea laps against the dreams of purple lilies.

Mermaid smiling in heaven.

Ancient Wedding The color of champagne.

Pass in the poppy bushes.

Whether her singing voice is gone or not.

I never gave up on hope.

Snowy forest Christmas for elk.

The beautiful princess has slept peacefully.

Legend in the night sky.

Countless pearls are unpicked.

The nest of time.

Angel flies with the light of her wings.

Walk through the gardens of Babylon.

Allah is a woman.

Her incarnation is not the sun god.

A delicate daughter.

The valley of the Gobi desert.

More expensive than the palace.

Rivers are the mother of living beings.

The waves of holiness perpetuate all things.

The colorful flowers are rain.

Illuminating the beautiful women of ancient Egypt.

When the white clouds drift away.

The back is about to go away.

The sea laps against the dreams of purple lilies.

Mermaid smiling in heaven.

The Prince's Wedding The color of the champagne.

Pass in the poppy bushes.

Her singing voice is on the line in the mother's hand, and the wandering son'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.

Confucius said: Parents are here, not far away.

Kindness wants to be repaid, resentment is forgotten; The grievance is short, but the gratitude is long.

The line in the mother's hand, the wanderer's shirt, is densely sewn before leaving, and he is afraid of returning late.

The poems of gratitude to parents are as follows:

Vote for me with a peach, and repay it with a plum. - The Book of Poetry "Daya Suppression"; In October, the fetus is heavy, and the three lives are light. - 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"; Wan Ai is gracious and suffering, who knows my parents if I love me? - Children's Language; Xi Mengmu, choose a neighbor. If you don't learn, you will be cut off.

The Book of Three Characters" > What is the cowardice without a father, and what is the fear without a mother? - The Book of Songs; The virtue of the father, the inheritance of the child, the kindness of life in the world, the kindness of the parents is like the depth of the sea, the return date is not splendid, don't be grateful in the end. ——Twenty-six Rhymes for Li Xiaoshu"; In an instant, the wheel returned, and I was grateful for the providence of God.

pretending to shout and cherish the slave Jiao, Lou Qi Xiao Palace"; A loving mother loves her son, not for retribution. - Liu An.

The old mother is 100 years old and often misses her 80 sons. - shouting blind "Song of Persuasion of Filial Piety"; Whoever says an inch is careless, and he will be rewarded with three springs. - The Wanderer's Song; and Jun Shishi are brothers, and they are married to the unfinished cause of the next life; The mother is hanging and Huitong is in charge, and Wusu is silent and silent.

The mother and the child have not been seen, and the child is uneasy. - Song of Persuasion of Filial Piety"; Don't be happy if you have a child, don't sigh if you don't have a child. - Han Yu; Mourn my parents, give birth to me, and work hard. - The Book of Songs; The white-headed old mother covered the door and cried, pulling up the sleeves of her shirt and leaving it behind. - Han Yu;

The former mother is here, and the prodigal son does not feel cold. - 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"; It is grateful, and the rusty short knife is full of clouds; Whoever says an inch is careless, and he will be rewarded with three springs.

Tang Mengjiao's "The Wanderer's Yin"; The miserable snowy night in Chaimen, at this time, it is better to have a son than nothing. Hall Seep Ye - Qing Huang Jingren "Farewell Mother".

The poems of gratitude to parents are as follows:1, the Ming Dynasty was empty, and the mother and son cried with each other. - Lu You's "October 28th Wind and Rain".

2. When you meet, you are thin and thin, and you ask about the hardships. ——Jiang Shiquan, "Coming Home at the Twilight".

3. He was ashamed to be a father, and he died without food. - Du Fu, "Five Hundred Words of Yonghuai from Beijing to Fengxian County".

4. In the fifteenth year of colorful clothes, before the mother of Chenghuan. ——Meng Haoran, "Sending Zhang Shenming to Jingzhou and Jingzhou Province".

5. White hair falls off from time to time, and green mountains are the same everywhere. People travel thousands of miles away, and the book goes to the east of the five lakes. ——Yuan Kai's "Letter to the Family".

6. The line in the mother's hand, and the wanderer's shirt. ——Meng Jiao, "The Wanderer's Yin, Welcoming the Mother's Drift".

7. There is a grandmother who has not gone, and there is no finish in and out of the skirt. - Du Fu, "Stone Entrenchment".

8, the tiger is the respect of all beasts, and he dares to touch the anger of the year. Only the relationship between father and son, step by step, look back. ——Wang Guangyang, "Painting the Tiger".

9. Sandong temporarily studied Confucianism, and Qianlian also cultivated from his father. - Lu You's "Watching the Village Children's Play on the Stream".

10. The goose milk chick is left in the water, and the fish wants to turn into scales. ——Bai Juyi, "Twelve Chapters of Birds and Insects".

<>1, vote for me with a peach, and repay it with a plum. - The Book of Poetry "Daya Suppression";

2. The fetus is heavy in October, and the reward for three lives is light. - Song of Persuasion of Filial Piety";

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

4. Thousands of loves, thousands of hardships, who do I know my parents? - Children's Language;

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

6. What is it like to have no father, and what is it necessary to have no mother? - The Book of Songs;

7. The virtue of the father, the inheritance of the child.

8. Life is like kindness in the world, and the kindness of parents is like the depth of the sea.

9. The return date is not a long time, don't be grateful. ——Twenty-six Rhymes for Li Xiaoshu";

10. Instantly turn the wheel and return, and be grateful for the will of heaven. ——Cherish the slave Jiao, Lou Qixiao Palace.

Poems of gratitude to parents: "The Wanderer's Yin" by Meng Jiao in the Tang Dynasty, "Farewell to the Old Mother" by Huang Zhongze in the Qing Dynasty, "Fifteen" by Wang Anshi in the Song Dynasty, "Home at the End of the Year" by Jiang Shiquan in the Qing Dynasty, and "Mo Xuan Tu" by Wang Mian in the Yuan Dynasty.

1, Tang Dynasty Mengjiao "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.

Translation: A kind mother with a needle and thread in her hand, rushing to make new clothes for her children who are about to travel. Before leaving, a stitch was tightly sewn, for fear that his son's clothes would be damaged if he came back late. Who said that a weak type of filial piety like Xiaocao can repay the kindness of a mother like Chunhui Puze.

2, Huang Zhong of the Qing Dynasty "Farewell Mother".

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

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

Translation: I was about to go to Heliang, I lifted the curtain and reluctantly said goodbye to my mother, my face was sad, sad and sad, and I wanted to cry without tears. On this snowy night, I can't do my filial piety by my mother's side but I have to cover the firewood door and go away miserably, I can't help but sigh:

What is the use of adopting a son? It's better not to have any.

3, Song Dynasty Wang Anshi "Fifteen".

Put the mother on the ditch and leave the family white.

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

Translation: I took my mother to Hangou, but my family was still in Baixun. On the night of the full moon, the mother suddenly heard the voice of the cuckoo, and remembered her son who was away from Jianchun's house. Although the south and the north are thousands of miles apart, there is still a deep concern in my heart.

4, Jiang Shiquan of the Qing Dynasty "Home at the End of the Year".

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

The cold clothes are densely sewn, and the ink marks of the family letter are new.

When he met Pian Qingqing, Hu'er asked about the hardships.

He was ashamed of the son of man, and he didn't dare to sigh for the dust.

Translation: A mother's love for her son is endless, and there is nothing happier than for her wanderer to return home before the Chinese New Year. The stitches of the cotton clothes she sewed for me were dense, and the handwriting and ink marks in the family letters were as good as new.

As soon as I saw her, my mother lovingly told me that I had lost weight, and called me to ask me about the difficulties of the journey. Mother, my son is ashamed of you, and he can't bear to tell you about the toil and toil of wandering.

5, the crown of the Yuan Dynasty "Mo Xuan Tu".

Brilliant daylily flowers, under the North Hall of Rasheng.

The south wind blows its heart, and shakes it for whom it vomits.

The loving mother leans on the door, and the wanderer travels hard.

The willingness is sparse day by day, and the sound is blocked by the day.

Raise your head to look at the cloud forest, and be ashamed to listen to the words of the wise bird.

Translation: The brilliant daylily flower is born under the north hall. The south wind blows the daylilies, swaying for whom to reveal the fragrance.

The kind mother leaned against the door and looked forward to the child, and the wanderer who traveled far away was so miserable. The devotion to the parents is estranged every day, and the news of the children cannot be transmitted every day. Looking up at the high woods, I was ashamed to hear the call of the wise birds.

The poems of gratitude to parents are as follows:1.Vote for me with a peach, and repay it with a plum.

2.In October, the fetus is heavy, and the three lives are light.

3.The mother is called the child lying dry, and the mother is sleeping wet.

4.Thousands of loves, thousands of graces, love me, who know my parents?

5.Xi Mengmu, choose a neighbor. If you don't learn, you will be cut off.

6.What is it like to have no father, and what is it necessary to be without a mother?

7.The virtue of the father, the inheritance of the son.

8.Life is remembered in the world, and the kindness of parents is like the depth of the sea.

9.The return date is not long, don't be grateful.

10.In an instant, the wheel returned, and I was grateful for the providence of God.

11.A loving mother loves her son, not for retribution.

12.The old mother is 100 years old and often misses her 80 sons.

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

14.and Jun Shishi are brothers, and they are married to the unfinished cause of the next life;

15.The mother is hanging and Huitong is in charge, and Wusu is silent and silent.

Love is like a tide If I were a lonely boat, My mother is like a beacon in the ocean, standing quietly. If I were a young bud, my father would be like the rain and dew in the morning, silently moisturizing. If I were a fish fry, my mother would be like a stream in a mountain stream, quietly feeding me.

If I were a kite, my father would be like a long thread in the wind and rain, gently pulling it. If I were a spring bamboo shoot, my mother would shine warmly like the sunshine of early spring. If I were a seedling, my father would be like the fertile soil in the field, nurturing deeply.

If the true feelings of the mother ignite the hope in our hearts; Then the father's love will be the sail that puffs up our voyage.

2 A mother's love is mahogany, and it is great; Fatherly love is a poplar tree, and it is selfless; A mother's love is Hada, it is pure; Father's love is the people of the poor mountainous areas, and it is kind. Although, if you don't feel the love of your parents with your heart, you can't feel it, because the love of your parents can't be measured by money!