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Poems, passages and songs about family relations

1, whose son-Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty

The old white-headed mother hid her face and cried, and her shirt and sleeves were broken.

The white-haired old mother closed the door and cried, but she couldn't keep her sleeves broken.

2. Shandong brother Wang Wei's idea of mountain resort in Tang Dynasty.

I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.

When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

Being alone is always a bit bleak, and I miss my distant relatives every time I go to the Double Ninth Festival. Far away, I feel sorry for myself when I think of my brothers climbing high with dogwood.

3. Wandering Son-Meng Jiao 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. Remembering brothers on a moonlit night-Du Fu in Tang Dynasty

The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!

Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.

Today is the Millennium Festival. I miss my family more, or I think the moon in my hometown is brighter. Although there are brothers, they are all separated, and it is impossible to find out about them.

5, "Seven Steps Poetry"-Cao Zhi in Han Dynasty

Boil beans and burn beans, and the beans cry in the pot.

We are born from the same root. What's the hurry?

The beans are boiling in the pot, the beanstalk is burning under the pot bottom, and the beans are crying in the pot. Beans and beanstalks originally grew on the same root. How can beanstalk torture beans in such a hurry?