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About family idioms or poems
Everything goes well and your family is happy. I wish you all the best.
Zhumen opens the Spring Festival scene in the north; Purple gas is good luck from the East.
Yifeng is full and happy New Year; Guotai Anmin Sea Ear Ring
Whether rich or poor, happiness does not depend on money. Luxury is quiet, the rich are brilliant, and the poor are elegant.
Rich people laugh in good years; Rich and peaceful dogs are not surprised.
Dogs are happy to leave the door open; Brush and pen make flowers.
2. What idioms or poems describe family harmony?
1. family happiness [tiān lún zhlè] family happiness: in the past, it referred to the kinship between father and son, brothers and so on. Generally refers to family fun.
As long as they walk into their new home, they will feel that it is a comfortable resting place and a happy home.
2. happy [qí lè ró ng ró ng] describes very happy and harmonious.
The atmosphere in their home is always pleasant.
3. Take Qi Mei in jǔ as an example: an ancient tray with feet. Raise the tray to the height of your eyebrows when delivering meals. After describing the husband and wife respect each other.
This couple can be said to be like-minded.
4. Father's kindness and filial piety [fü cí z ǐ xià o] Father: refers to parents; Son: Son. Parents are kind to their children, and children are filial to their parents.
Father, kindness and filial piety are the most appropriate words to describe their family.
5. Respect each other as guests 【 Xiāng jāng rúbιn 】 describes mutual respect between husband and wife, just like guests.
The couple celebrated the 50th anniversary of their golden wedding.
Poetry:
1. The yellow hair hangs low and enjoys itself. -Tao Yuanming's Peach Blossom Garden
Old people and children are very comfortable and happy, and they have a good time.
2. The old lady draws paper as chess, and the young son knocks the needle as a hook. -Du Fu's "Jiangcun"
The old lady is drawing a chessboard with paper, and the younger son is tapping a needle to make a fish hook.
3. The big boy hoes the bean stream east, and the middle boy weaves the chicken coop. -Xin Qiji's "Qingpingle Village Residence"
The eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream, and the second son is busy knitting chicken cages.
Go out during the day, weave hemp at night, and the children in the village are in charge. -Fan Chengda's "Summer Village Miscellaneous Seven"
Weeding in the fields during the day and rubbing hemp thread at home at night, both men and women in the village have their own household affairs.
Children and grandchildren did not solve the problem of farming and weaving, but also learned to plant melons in the shade of mulberry trees. -Fan Chengda's "Summer Village Miscellaneous Seven"
Although the children can't plow and weave, they have learned to grow melons in the shade of mulberry trees.
3. Idioms and poems about the family are all dominated by one family, and the way to go is very narrow.
It is difficult to run at home for the country.
Worry about your country and forget about your family.
Xiaojiabiyu is homeless.
Thousands of lights, full of wealth.
There is one family in the world, and the world is home.
It is common for military strategists to win or lose in the four seas.
There are so many lost dogs.
People are full of affection for their families.
It is difficult for an honest official to break the housework and lose everything.
Rule the country by putting one's family in order, and ruin the family for the country.
The rooster's morning is home.
It is difficult to prevent a hundred thieves.
A household name, a string of chanting.
This family is the owner of the house.
A letter from home is worth a ton of gold surrounded by family and disciples.
The family is ruined and the family is poor.
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After three months of war, a piece of news from home is worth a ton of gold.
But I looked at my hometown, and the twilight was getting thicker, and the mist of sadness was filled on the river waves.
"I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic."
Being in a foreign land, I miss my family twice every holiday.
Did the plum blossom when you came to the engraved window of my house?
"I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic."
Walking in a strange city, I miss my warm home.
In my kind home, I miss the quiet backyard.
In the quiet backyard, I yearn for the distant desert.
I pursue loneliness all the way, but I am afraid of loneliness.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Dreams, dreamers and dreamers
The youngest left home and the oldest came back.
Where is the hometown of Qinling Mountains? Snow blocked the blue horse. (Han Yu)
4. Poems describing the family 1. A poem written by Zhong Yuan in the evening (Tang Dynasty: Chu Guangxi)
When the sky opened, the family jumped with joy.
The hazy sky lit up slightly, and the family jumped up to express their joy.
2. Cry Hu eighteen times (Tang Dynasty:)
The literary field has lasted for three generations and its family background is brilliant.
The three generations of literary circles have successfully docked, and the glory of the family has merged into one.
3. Send Shen Jushi back to Taiyuan (Tang Dynasty: Jiao Ran)
It is difficult to resign because of the world, and the family prospered in the Southern Dynasties.
In the Southern Dynasties, it was difficult to quit his job because of something, and his family fortune fell.
4. Poems for Ma Shi (Tang Dynasty: Ye Fu, Huang Guan)
If you meet Kou Xiangling, leave your family.
If you are bullied by robbers, you can only leave home.
5. Putting wine (Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi)
Excuse me, between clans, how many people are dragging gold?
How many people in this clan can drag a purple robe?
6. Stay in Xingyang (Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi)
The old residence was lost, and there was no clan in the hometown.
The house where I used to live is gone, and there are no relatives in my hometown.
7. Appointed Cui Du Shuiweng as Xia Xia (Tang Dynasty: Du Fu)
Shortly after parting, clans put up with each other's inheritance.
The day of parting will not be long, and relatives should be patient and comfort each other.
8. Play with Zhai Jun Liu Hai (Tang Dynasty: Song Wenzhi)
It would be even more glorious if it were not clan land.
Translation: If it is not from its ancestral home, it hopes for glory.
9. Shang Yang White-haired Man (Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi)
Recalling the past, I fought back my grief and said goodbye to my loved ones. I helped myself into the car instead of teaching me to cry.
I remember when I said goodbye to the person I love with tears in my eyes. I was helped to the car. Don't cry.
10. Zhong Song sent his nephew noodles (Tang Dynasty: Gao Shi)
There is no way for brothers to meet, and their relatives are far from home.
Brothers can't meet each other, and relatives are far away.
5. What poems describe "home"? 1. The children in the village are responsible for their own affairs. Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees. -"Tian Jia" Song Fan Chengda
Work hard in the fields during the day and come back to weave linen at night. Young people in the village have to bear the burden of family. Innocent children haven't learned how to help with farming and weaving, but they will also learn to plant melons under mulberry trees.
2. Living in pale smoke and falling photos, the slightest dust doesn't matter. Pour the residual jade through the bamboo, roll up the "Huang Ting" and lie down to see the mountain. -"Partridge Sky, Living in a Pale Smoke and Falling Flowers Photo Room" Song: Lu You
My family lives in a misty country with the setting sun, which has nothing to do with everything in the world. After drinking jade, I walked through the bamboo forest; After seeing Huang Ting, I lay down and enjoyed the beautiful scenery in the mountains.
I stayed in Panasonic for five days, and I was lonely and unhappy. The farmer is busier at work, and the girl next door is not afraid of the cold autumn night all night. The owner of the house, the old woman, brought me rice, full of white rice like moonlight. I can't help but feel ashamed to think of this. I helped Park Mu, and declined politely and dared not eat it. -"Su Jia" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
I live in a farmhouse at the foot of Wusong Mountain, and I feel very depressed and lonely. Farmer Qiu Lai is busier with her work. The woman next door pounded rice all night, not afraid of the cold in autumn.
The shopkeeper Xun Wei brought me rice, full of vegetarian dishes as bright as moonlight. This can't help but remind me that the floating mother who helped Han Xin felt ashamed and refused to eat again and again.
4, bow down to the mother river beam, tears flow. This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time. -Huang Jingren's "Don't be an old lady" in the Qing Dynasty
I'm going to He Liang soon. I will lift the curtain and say goodbye to my mother reluctantly. I look sad and want to cry. On this snowy night, I can't be filial to my mother, but I have to hide Chai Men's tragic death. I can't help sighing: What's the use of adopting a son? I still don't want it.
5, the eaves are low and small, and the grass on the stream is green. Drunk Wu local drunk, gentle voice, white-haired old man who is it? The eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream, and the second son is busy knitting chicken cages. My favorite is my youngest son, who is lying in the grass, peeling the lotus just picked. -Song Xin Qiqi, Qingpingle Village.
The eaves of the hut are low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass. Wu dialect, slightly drunk, sounds gentle and beautiful. Whose is that old man with white hair?
The eldest son hoes beans, and the second son is busy knitting chicken coops. My favorite is the rogue's youngest son, who is lying on the grass at the head of the stream, peeling off newly picked lotus flowers.
6. Poems and ancient poems related to family: 1, "Wandering sons" The thread in the hands of Jiao Cimu 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?
2, "Don't be an old mother" Zhong went to worship the mother river beam, worried about tears. This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time.
3. Wang Song Anshi put her mother in the ditch and her family in the shade during the Tenth Five-Year Plan. 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 loves his son endlessly and is happy to return to his hometown. 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 Baijuyi's mother Biezi, son Biemu, crying during the day without lights. 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 loves her chicks, 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 Mian colorful daylily flowers, 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.
8. "Whose Son" Tang Hanyu was neither crazy nor crazy. He went to the palace to call a Taoist priest. The old white-headed mother hid her face and cried, and her shirt and sleeves were broken.
Cui Mei's bride is twenty years old and sent home to cry 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" 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.
10, "Answer to the Old Man in Zhou Bei" Zhang Tang said that the old man with negative salary went to Zhou Bei, and Wangbei Township was worried about his life. 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" Don Hotel has no sleep on a cold night, and the guest's heart turns to sorrow. Tonight, my hometown is full of thoughts, and the Ming Dynasty is worried for another year.
Modern Poetry: Motherly love is the blood connection and the blessing of children. Motherly love is like the wind in spring. Motherly love is green, when she gently blows across the earth. But the clouds in the sky always let the hot sun pass through her body first, which is the peace of the earth in exchange for the wind and rain. Motherly love is the sunset after the rain, always letting the washed earth lie in her arms and writing colorful life dreams in the high sky.
Maternal love is the eternal theme of human beings. We give it too many interpretations and too many connotations.
There is no soul-stirring historical epic, no shocking reversal of stormy waves, and a mother's love is like a spring rain, a clear song that moistens things silently for a long time. Yu, a contemporary essayist, wrote in an article: "The starting point of all travelers is always to say goodbye to their mothers ... Their destination is the aging ... elderly people in their twilight years. It is impossible to cry for their mothers without moving people, and they cannot but cry for their return and wander."
Motherly love is the ultimate destination of wanderers and a clear spring that nourishes children's hearts. With the children sipping and sipping, it is endless. Therefore, the lingering maternal love is integrated into the children's laughter and tears. Motherly love is like an idyll, far away and pure, elegant and light; Motherly love is a landscape painting. Wash away the lead carving and leave it fresh and natural. Motherly love is like a affectionate song, melodious and melodious, singing softly; Motherly love is a warm wind, which blows away the snow and brings infinite spring.
Motherly love is a lifetime of laughter and a wandering yearning. Motherly love is the concern and anxiety of children before their sickbed. Motherly love is the ardent expectation of their children's growth. The thread in the hand of a kind mother makes clothes for her wayward children.
Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. But how much love has an inch of grass, and it is rewarded with three spring rays. "
A mother who is always in pain and has been ill for a long time, appoints a ditch flow for five years. I was born weak and sour about life.
Life is homeless, why is it steaming! "Words sad, sad, generous enough, moved the tears of the next century. Father, your son is among us. Father, do you want those lovely children to leave safely? Stop crying, dad. We called his name in unison. Look, it is the sky that welcomes his return with an open and soft heart. Father, how lucky we are. Your son left a Yuan Ye at dawn and a dream of peace among us. Father is old. Father is old? But we grew up. Father is a boat? Carrying our harmony, warmth and dreams? In the storm? An oar shakes away the hardships of the years? When the ship was worn out. We sailed into a sheltered port? Father is an ox cart? Carrying our childhood and youth? On the long road of life? Step by step, crush hard poems? When the ox cart was worn out? We built a happy family? Father is a hoe? Sweating and dripping food into the ground is a common occurrence? Between heaven and earth? A hoe shovels away the absurdity of life? When the hoe is dull? We had a delicious meal. Father is a big tree? Despite the wind and rain, but indomitable? In the empty yuan ye? Every leaf is intertwined with the most beautiful emotions? When the tree is old? We have a wind wall and an umbrella to keep out the rain? Father is history? The wrinkles are engraved with humiliation and glory? There are hardships and sweetness hidden in white hair? Full of calluses.
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