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A poem about a happy family and a happy marriage
1. Ancient poems describing family happiness 1. Jiangcun village

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

The clear river winds around the village, and everything in the village looks elegant in the long summer.

Swallows on the beam fly freely, and blind dates in the water are similar and accompanied. (The first work in class: Liang Shang)

The old lady is using a chessboard, and the younger son is making a hook with an injection.

As long as some old friends give me some money, what do I ask?

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The clear river winds through the village, and everything in the village looks elegant in the long summer.

Swallows on the beam fly freely, and Bai Ou in the water approaches each other and accompanies each other.

The old lady is drawing a chessboard with paper, and the younger son is tapping a needle to make a fish hook.

What can I expect as long as an old friend gives me some money and food?

2. Qingpingle Villagers' Residence

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass.

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.

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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 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 on the grass at the head of the stream, peeling off the lotus just picked.

3. Wandering songs

Tang Dynasty: Meng Jiao

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?

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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?

4. Looking at the bright moon, thinking about it/looking back at it.

Tang Dynasty: Zhang Jiuling

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.

People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.

Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.

You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.

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A bright moon rises in the vast sea, and now you and I are facing each other at the ends of the earth.

All living beings hate the long moonlight and miss their loved ones all night.

Put out the candles and cherish the moonlight in the room. I wandered around in my clothes, feeling the cold at night.

I can't give you beautiful moonlight, I just hope to meet you in my sleep.

Step 5 get home at the end of the year

Qing Dynasty: Jiang 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.

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There is no end to loving your son, and the happiest thing is that the wanderer returns in time.

The stitches for sewing the cold clothes are dense, and the handwriting and ink on the family letter are as new as new.

Seeing that my son has lost weight, my mother felt distressed and called me to ask about the difficulty of the journey.

Mom, my son has always been ashamed of you. He won't have the heart to tell the story of his wandering.

2. Ask for an ancient poem describing a happy married life, thank you ~ 1, "Divorced Wife"

Han Dynasty: Su Wu

There is no doubt about love when you are married. Have fun tonight. This is a good time. What is the night when recruiters look into the distance? There are no more participants. Quit your job from now on. On the battlefield, long time no see. Shake hands with a sigh and tears will make a living. Try to love Chunhua, and don't forget when you are happy. Born to return, died for Sauvignon Blanc.

Since I became husband and wife with you, I never doubted that I would love you forever. What a wonderful time to fall in love with you and enjoy tonight! But tomorrow I will travel for my country, so I must get up and see when it is before dawn. When the stars disappeared in the horizon, I had to say goodbye to you, because I didn't know when I would meet you again until I went to war.

Holding hands with you for a long time is also happy, and I can't help crying because this may be the last time in my life. I cherish every happy moment now, and I will never forget the happy time when I fell in love with you. If I am lucky enough to live, I will definitely come back to you. If I die unfortunately, I will miss you forever. ...

2. Longevity Daughter's Spring Festival Banquet

Five Dynasties: Feng Yansi

Spring banquet, a cup of green wine and a song. Pay tribute to Chen Sanyuan once again: First, may her husband be a thousand years old; Second, I hope my concubine is healthy; Third, I want to be like Liang, and I want to see you every year.

On a sunny spring day, a sumptuous banquet was held. A glass of wine and a song, I made three wishes: first, I wish you a long life, second, I wish you a healthy body forever, and third, I wish us to be right and happy like Liang.

3. "phoenix song"

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

A good girl in Qin Mugong likes to play the flute and sing in the spring sky. Red and green, not only want to fly, but also carry her lover Xiaoshi to heaven together. Their images of the sky disappeared in the colorful clouds, and the flute flowed out of the western Qinling Mountains.

Lovely girls in Qin Mugong like to play Yu Di and sing spring in the sky. Qingluan can not only fly, but also ascend to heaven with her lover Shaw History. Their beautiful images disappeared in the colorful clouds, and the sound of the flute floated across the western Qin Dynasty.

4. "Who is the cloud?"

Song Dynasty: Wang Anshi

Who is a cloud, gone to the end of the world, gone forever. Like a woman at the foot of Jiuyi Mountain, she has been looking forward to clothes for a long time.

Wang Fuji's hair is combed like a cloud. Who will come back? Don't come back when you are far away. It's like following Shun Di's wife and children buried at the foot of the mountain because of a landslide. I hope Shun Di will repay them with clothes.

5. Digging Songs in the Back Garden

Tang Dynasty: Li He

The pulley on the well rotates on the bed. The underwater sound is complex and the chord sound is shallow. How do you feel, Xun? You lived in Chengtou on the first day. A thousand years a day, no need to shed.

The pumping pulley rotates on the platform, with loud dripping sound and slow rope sound. Like who is whispering? Husband and wife love each other like Xun. The sun over the city, I hope I can stay for a long time; A day is regarded as a thousand years, the sun never sets and there will never be dusk.

3. An ancient poem describing family happiness. Play the moon on the night of August 15th (Tang Dynasty). Liu Yuxi will wash the world again tonight.

Go to Qiu Lai in summer. The stars are shining and the breeze is bright.

What can change the human world is Yujing in You Ran. Su Shi's eaves in Qingpingle Village (Song Dynasty) are low and small, and the streams are green and grassy.

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. I like children and scoundrels best, lying on the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers.

Looking at the moon and thinking about people far away (Tang) The moon in Zhang Jiuling is full now at sea, and the horizon is * * * at this time. People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.

Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes. You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.

Tian Jia (Song Dynasty) Fan Chengda worked in the fields during the day and weaved hemp at night, and the children in the village took care of their own affairs. Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.

Back to (Yuan)' s home in Wang Mian, my mother was very strong and said she was dizzy this year. Gu Liu is a guest and especially likes reading grandchildren.

New professional lamp, Jiuli village, Sang Ma. Taiping customs are beautiful, so you don't have to close Chai Men.

4. Help me find the ancient poems describing the happiness of marriage and family. Many of them are about the happiness of a family.

When Xiaoshan Spring arrived in Nagato, the spring grass was green, and some red plums were broken, but they were not blooming evenly. Take out the buttered tea in the cage, and the broken jade is crystal clear. I want to keep the morning dream, take a sip and surprise a cup of spring.

Many doors are set off one by one, and the sparse curtains reveal faint shadows. What a beautiful night. For the third time in two years, I am worthy. Come back and say that I want to have a good taste of the warm spring.

A piece of plum, red lotus root, fragrant residual jade autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone.

Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles.

One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

Linjiang Xianmeiyuan is a little deep, and the cloud window and fog pavilion in the Spring Festival Evening are gaunt and damaging to everyone. Just dream at night. It should be Nanzhi.

Jade thin sandalwood light infinite hate, south building Qiang tube Hugh blowing. Who knows that the fragrance is blown out and the warm wind comes late, so don't let the apricot flowers get fat.

Butterfly lovers is warm, sunny and windy, full of plum blossoms and full of spring. Who is in love with wine and poetry? Tears melt the powder and flowers are heavy.

At first glance, I tried to sew the shirt with gold thread. The pillow was oblique, which broke the hairpin and the phoenix. With deep sadness alone and snuff at night, there is no good dream.

On Tanabata, Fanghua sang in the grass, and the phoenix tree was shocked, and the ground was full of sorrow. Yuntai moon and earth, locked a thousand times.

You come and I go, don't meet. I haven't seen you for years, but I want to leave my feelings and don't hate being poor.

Penny Weaver, this is just separation. Sometimes it's sunny, sometimes it rains, sometimes it's windy.

The pond is full of grass, the courtyard is full of shade, and the screen window is cold in the evening. □□□ Golden lock, the tube is a guest [mouth sand].

Loneliness respects the front seat, but only □□, the ends of the earth. Can I stay? Still have to have a □□

At that time, Zeng Sheng was rewarded and lived with fragrant tea. □□□□ Dragon wildebeest, arrive without pomp.

Not afraid of the wind and rain, I just weighed the leftover flowers and boiled them, but now I can't hug them, just like I did in those days. (□: the original words are missing) Qing Qing, slow down the low tension, and skillfully protect the carved fence will monopolize the last spring.

The guests were indifferent to China, and everyone was naive. It took a lot of time to be exposed to the wind and put on new makeup.

Enchanting and gorgeous, jealous of the wind and laughing at the moon, long [bad belt] Dong Jun. East of the city, south of the city, there is a sun pool hall and a fragrant wheel race.

Who can succeed Chen Fang after the feast? In a better Ming Palace, the recent branches are evenly distributed, the golden statue is down, and all the candles are put together, regardless of dusk. Li Shangyin-Two untitled poems are light phoenix-tailed yarn, with double fragrance, which sets off your green canopy. It's too late to close your eyes.

It's too late to cover up the encounter with a fan; But you drove by, speechless. Once lonely and sleepless, I missed candles; But I haven't heard from you until the pomegranate blossoms.

I will tie my horse to a willow tree by the river and stay in the southwest. The curtains were drawn deeply, and I was in Mochow's house. Sleeping alone makes the night even longer.

Fairy's life is a dream, if they don't bring lovers into their rooms? . I am a weak lingzhi, biased by storms; I'm Lingfang, but I don't have any fragrant leaves.

Although fully aware of lovesickness, there is no good health; I am infatuated with it to the end and fall in love for life. Li Shangyin-untitled last night's star, last night's wind, in the west of the studio, east of the cinnamon room.

Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same. Guessing and intrigue, wine warms the heart; This group of people came to the bet of drinking friends, and a win-lose red in candlelight.

Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind. Li Shangyin-untitled time was long before I met her, but it was longer than after we parted. The east wind started and a hundred flowers blossomed.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.

There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! . Li Shangyin's Untitled is empty talk, but compared with the moonlight on your tower at five o'clock, I cried for you and left forever. I still can't wake up. Cui doesn't have rich books.

The layering of residual jade is hazy; Musk smoked through the tulle, soft. But what I can't reach is the magic mountain. You are over there, beyond Wanfeng.

Two Untitled Songs (I) Last night's stars and last night's wind are in the west of the studio and east of the cinnamon room. Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same.

Guessing and intrigue, wine warms the heart; This group of people came to the bet of drinking friends, and a win-lose red in candlelight. Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind.

Li Shangyin wrote four untitled poems. You said you would come, but you didn't come. You left me no trace except the moonlight on your tower at five o'clock. The dream in the wound is far from being called; When I woke up, I began to write a letter.

The layering of residual jade is hazy; Musk smoked through the tulle, soft. But what I can't reach is the magic mountain. You are over there, beyond Wanfeng.

The wind in the east wind, the rain in the wind, the rain in the wind, the sound of light thunder came from the other side outside the lotus pond. There is also a locked golden toad incense burner. Cigarettes are elegantly wrapped, like pulleys in a jade pot, and the traction rope is pumped into the well water.

Wang Wei dreamed that she was a beautiful young girl. Wang Wei had a pillow dream and wrote a poem. Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? .

It's late spring, and the night is temporarily dry. The sound of the building will be timid and the curtain will be difficult to dry.

I am ashamed to be in the swallow, and I am ashamed to be in the mirror. Back to the small pond, Huaxing sent a treasure saddle.

Where is mourning Zheng? Sakura Lane hangs on the bank of Yangpan. Will the old woman in the master get married? It will be March and a half during the day.

Princess Liyang is fourteen years old, and Tomb-Sweeping Day looks at the same wall. When Fang Zhan turned to the fifth watch, Liang Yanzi heard a sigh.

At the age of eight, I can already draw with long eyebrows. When I was ten years old, I went for an outing. I made a skirt with a smile.

I began to learn to play the guzheng at the age of twelve, and the silver nail on my finger has never been pulled out. At the age of fourteen, she avoided seeing men, even the closest ones. At this time, she may be thinking about when to get married.

At the age of fifteen, she was crying in the spring breeze on the swing, fearing the disappearance of spring. Untitled and pitiful, the lotus leaf in Yaochi is just a field.

Don't look back at Shaw History, and don't look at Hongya patting her on the shoulder. The purple phoenix gave Chu Pei a charming title, and the red scales danced wildly to pluck the strings of Hunan.

E Jun watches the boat in the middle of the night, embroidering and burning alone. Untitled Chinese Valentine's Day comes first, and the curtain foil of the bridal chamber is still hanging.

The jade wheel shines on the rabbit's first life, and the iron net coral has no branches. Stop with God in landscape teaching, and write about lovesickness on phoenix paper.

Huang Wu's biography is obviously there, but I don't know. Untitled, I heard that the sepals of Yanmen are green, and last year it was the end of the world.

But after attending the feast like Xiaoshi, I didn't expect to peek at the palace flowers. Untitled smoke makes fog. Every time I say it, a thousand things fall.

Take a break and report to pedestrians, leaving half to see them off and half to welcome them back. At the age of eight, I can already draw with long eyebrows.

When I was ten years old, I went for an outing. I made a skirt with a smile. I began to learn to play the guzheng at the age of twelve, and the silver nail on my finger has never been pulled out.

At the age of fourteen, she avoided seeing men, even the closest ones. At this time, she may be thinking about when to get married. At the age of fifteen, she was crying in the spring breeze on the swing, fearing the disappearance of spring.

Untitled and pitiful, the lotus leaf in Yaochi is just a field. Don't look back at Shaw History, and don't look at Hongya patting her on the shoulder.

The purple phoenix gave Chu Pei a charming title, and the red scales danced wildly to pluck the strings of Hunan. E Jun watches the boat in the middle of the night, embroidering and burning alone.

Untitled Chinese Valentine's Day comes first, and the curtain foil of the bridal chamber is still hanging. The jade wheel shines on the rabbit's first life, and the iron net coral has no branches.

Stop with God in landscape teaching, and write about lovesickness on phoenix paper. Huang Wu's biography is obviously there, but I don't know.

5. Poetry with a happy family, Hill.

When spring comes to Nagato, the grass is green.

The red plum is a little broken,

Uneven opening.

Yun Lan cage grinds jade into dust,

Stay in the dream,

Break through a spring.

The shadow of the flower pressed heavily on the door,

Open the curtains and scatter the faint moon,

Good evening.

I lost to Dong Jun three times in two years,

Give it back,

I plan to come this spring.

A cluster of plum blossoms

Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn.

Gently untie Luo Shang,

Alone in the blue boat.

Who sent the brocade book?

When the word goose came back,

The west building is full of moons.

Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles.

A kind of acacia,

Two luxury.

I can't eliminate this situation,

Just frown,

But in my heart.

6. What are Tian Chengda's ancient poems describing family happiness, harmony or family reunion?

Farming during the day, weaving at night, and the children in the village are in charge.

Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.

Wang Anshi, an ordinary person.

It is not easy for teenagers to leave, but it is a pity to meet again when they are old.

Cao Cao's cups and plates are for laughter, and the faint light is for life.

Three years of self-pity for the lake and the sea, a thousand miles in the dust and sand.

I want to know when I will send a book to read Yan Nanzheng in the later period.

Go home to Wang Mian.

My mother is strong and dizzy this year.

Gu Liu is a guest and especially likes reading grandchildren.

New professional lamp, Jiuli village, Sang Ma.

Taiping customs are beautiful, so you don't have to close Chai Men.

7. Find an ancient poem that represents love and happiness. 2. Playing drums anonymously, the Book of Songs is rich in life and death, and talks to itself.

Hold your hand and grow old with your son. 34 183 Qin Guan's love affair with Queqiaoxian will last for a long time.

32 135 Anonymous Yellow has a beauty that I will never forget. If I don't see it for a day, I will think crazily. 24827 Li Bai's 357 words came into my lovesickness door, knowing that my lovesickness is bitter, long and short.

23309 Cao Zhiming's tall buildings on the moon, if the road dust is raised, if the cement is muddy and floating in different directions, when can we meet harmoniously? 2280 12 Xi Murong How did a flowering tree let you meet me? At my best moment, I prayed for this in front of the Buddha for 500 years, begging him to let us have a dusty relationship. 2 143 15 Xu gan's room thought he was a monarch, and the mirror was dark and hopeless.

Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time? 2087 17 Gong Zizhen's prose is not heartless, but turned into spring mud to protect flowers.

2043 18 Zhang Xianqian is not old, and his feelings are hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.

2025 19 Huang Jingren's two poems about Qi Huai, one of which is like this star, who stands in the middle of the night for the wind? 199520 Li shangyin's untitled six third songs I know this love will not have any result, but it can soothe my heart! .

19582 1 Li shangyin's "a solo tour of Qujiang in late autumn" has been known for a long time, and Wangjiangtou River is disappointed. 195223 Li Shangyin's praise and a moment that should last forever came and went unconsciously.

190524 Zhang's acacia in the swallow house is not long. 189025 Hao Yuan asked for fishing. One of them asked what the world is like and taught life and death.

188626 Li Shangyin untitled Although my body doesn't have bright phoenix wings, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn. 188427 Zhang Kejiu saihong autumn beast furnace was flooded with water and smoke, and pieces of green marsh flowers were written into the story of acacia by lines.

186028 Xu zaisi won't be lovesick in this life, but he will be lovesick and lovesick. 183529 Li Guan fell in love with a butterfly. There is no arrangement in the world.

18053 1 The Book of Songs, Tang style, anonymous. See this lover. 177033 Bai Juyi's "Song of Eternal Sorrow" We hope to fly in heaven, two birds grow together on the earth with one wing, two branches of a tree. ..

172234 recently, love flowers overlap tears, and there is only love in life. 168935 Cao Xueqin's eyes are vain. One is Xianpa in Yuen Long, and the other is flawless jade.

If there is no strange fate, I will meet him again in this life; If you say there is a strange fate, how can you be worried? 167 139 The Book of Songs Nan Zhou is unknown to Guanluo, a pigeon from Hezhou. Ladies make gentlemen.

159842 Li Chi Ngai operator only wants you to be like me and not miss you. 158245 Xin Qiji touched the fish and bought it like a gift. Who complained about this situation?

156347 Su Wu married and loved each other. 154 15 1 Xi Murong Xi don't refuse to say that beautiful oath because it is possible to change, and don't be afraid to ask for a heart-to-heart meeting because it is possible to separate.

152952 Fan Chengda Cheyaoyao I wish I could spend every night as bright as a star. 152956 Gu Zhen's confession won my sincerity and yours. We know each other and remember each other deeply.

145757 Yu Jiangling looks forward to remembering that your heart is like a river flowing west, flowing east day and night. 144659 The operator in Wan Le is as homesick as the sea, and the past is as far away as the sky.

14 1260 Bai Juyi hates waves as bad as tides, and acacia begins to feel that the sea is not deep. 13956 1 Wen Xinsheng linglong dice Ann Monkey Bean, do you know how much you miss it? 137962 Shao Ruipeng's love affair survived with a smile? After all, lovesickness is better than meeting.

137463 Yan Shu Yulou is poor in the spring, only endless lovesickness. 136064 Cao Xueqin's mistakes in his life are good marriages. I only saw the Wood and Stone Alliance.

Facing the sky, the nobles in the mountains are crystal clear with snow; I will never forget the lonely forest in the world. 135965 Yulouchun, Zhou Bangyan, people enter the river after the wind, feeling like rain and sticking to the ground.

135866 Cao Xueqin's red bean talk is endless, red bean tears are endless, and spring flowers are brilliant. 134267 Two poems by Ouyang Xiu, one of which asked for flowers with tears, flew over the swing.

132368 Feng Xiaoqing hates this thin shadow and feels sorry for himself. You must pity me, pity you. He Zhu Hengtang Road 13 1770. How much free time do you have? Yichuan tobacco, city wind, plum yellow rain.

1296765438+129572 Liu Yuxi's four poems on bamboo branches, and the second is that the bonus is easy to decline like Lang Yi, and the water is infinite like sorrow.

129273 Yan Shushan Tingliu: If the giver has a bosom friend, he will not hesitate to sing Yangchun. 129 174 Fan Zhongyan covered the building with a curtain, rested alone, and the wine turned into tears.

129 176 Su Wu became husband and wife when he was born, and became Sauvignon Blanc when he died. 126980 Nineteen Ancient Poems, anonymous, picked hibiscus from the river, but left home wholeheartedly and died of sorrow.

1 1748 1 jathyapple, the sixth son of Qin Guan, has a quiet dream and a tender spring breeze. 1 17 187 Lutong missed plum blossoms all night and suddenly went to the window, suspecting it was you.

1 10288 Qu Zhiyuan, daughter of Lutong, feels your love. Looking back, it makes my tears long. 108889 Yan's three-second lovesickness songs are wordless, so don't bother to cry.

106890 Ouyang Xiu's sand journey is getting farther and farther, and the distance is like spring water. 10459 1 Xin Qiji's "Partridge Heaven Religion" has no hatred in its eyes and does not believe that there are hoary heads in the world.

103092 A Dream of Red Mansions by Cao Xueqin opened up the HarmonyOS system. Who is the lover? It's all about romance. 102393 Yan Shu's magpie doesn't know whether to leave or hate when stepping on a bright moon, and shines obliquely through the Pearl Lake.

Bai Juyi's "Song of Eternal Sorrow" She sent him a message through his messenger, reminding him of the oath that only their two hearts knew. In 99095, Chen Duansheng was tearful and had a little ability. It is difficult to convey information without words.

In 95597, there were four poems, the second one. They were lovesick all day, and they were exhausted. When they were in bloom. 92 198 Yanshu Magpie wants to send a multicolored stationery ruler.

9 1399 Li Yu's peace and happiness is like the grass in spring, but he is still alive. 855 100 two songs by Yan Shu, and two songs by Hongyan in the clouds and fish in the water, it is difficult to send this feeling and sadness.

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8. Are there any poems about happy families? 1, Song Xin Qi Ji's "Qingpingle Village Residence"

The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass. 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.

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.

2. Song: Fan Chengda's "Summer Village Miscellaneous Seven"

During the day, weeding in the fields and rubbing hemp thread at home at night, the men and women in the village took on all the housework.

Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.

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. Although the children can't plow and weave, they have learned to grow melons in the shade of mulberry trees.

3. Meng Jiao's "prodigal son" 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?

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?

4. Bai Juyi's Night Thoughts on the Winter Solstice in Handan in the Tang Dynasty.

Every winter solstice, I am accompanied by the shadow in front of the knee lamp.

If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers.

When I stayed at Handan Inn, it happened to be the solstice festival in winter. At night, I sit in front of the lamp with my knees in my arms, and only the shadow is with me. I believe my relatives will gather late at night today, and they should also talk about me as a traveler.

5. Cui Hao's Long March tells me, where do you live? In the Tang Dynasty.

Tell me, where do you live? Near here, next to the fishing pond? .

Let's catch our boat together and see if we belong to the same town. ..

Excuse me, big brother, where is your home? My family lives in Jiankang Hengtang. Let's stop the boat for a while. Judging from the accent, I'm afraid we come from the same town.