Poems about affection are below level three.

1. 1 Whose son was Han Yu in the Tang Dynasty?

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

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?

2. I want to know the poems about affection, the ancient poems about parents loving their children, and the wanderer sings 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?

Seven-step poem Cao Zhi

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

We were born from the same root, so why should we speculate with each other!

Jia Gui Dumu

The child held hands and asked, why don't you come back?

* * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns?

Du fu in jiangcun

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

Since I left, I have come to Liang, and I am very close to seagulls in the water.

The old lady draws paper for chess, and the young son knocks needles for hooks.

What you need for many diseases is medicine. What else can you ask for?

Du Fu boarded the ship.

Nanjing has been ploughing south acres for a long time, looking north and sitting at the north window.

Take the old lady in a boat during the day and watch the children take a bath in Qingjiang River on sunny days.

All the flies and butterflies are chasing each other, and the hibiscus is self-doubling.

Tea drinks everything with cane pulp, and porcelain merchants don't have Xie Yu as a jar.

Poems expressing love and family happiness;

Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.

The old lady draws paper for chess, and the young son knocks needles for hooks.

Take the old lady in a boat during the day and watch the children take a bath in Qingjiang River on sunny days.

3. The description composition describing family affection in "Home Spring" in Grade Three has quietly come to us. The spring breeze gently reddened the flowers, and the spring rain quietly moistened the leaves. We are as vibrant as red flowers and green leaves. Who ever thought who let the spring breeze and spring rain moisten us silently? Who cooked a delicious breakfast for us when we got up in a hurry in the morning? When we walked out of the house with our schoolbags on our backs, whose figure lingered at the window and looked around? When we returned to the farm with a tired body, who had cooked the bath water for us? Who quietly put a glass of milk at the corner of the table when we were studying late into the night? What kind of person can do so much without asking for anything in return? It's mom. Since childhood, my mother has always been the closest and favorite person around us, asking questions, knowing the cold and knowing the heat. Before we could express ourselves clearly, my mother took pains to teach us English. When we were unable to protect ourselves, my mother used her broad and selfless love to shelter us from the wind and rain without hesitation; When we thought we were going to get rid of her shelter when we grew up, mother looked at us silently and carefree; When we are happy, my mother smiles at us with bright eyes; When we are sad, my mother knows that she can't help us, but she is still sad with us ... My mother has done too much for us, but she never asks for anything in return. What a generous and selfless love it is! Since ancient times, many scholars have greatly exaggerated the greatness of Feng's maternal love, which has given us something we can't forget. We get far more from it than we pay, learn to be tolerant, understand, be broad and think for others, but what have we done for our mother? Do we just accept my mother's free love with peace of mind? Shouldn't we do something to make mom happy and proud? The beautiful May has quietly arrived, and the air is filled with fragrance. In this warm season, the eternal theme of May is Mother's Day. What should we do for our mother on this ordinary and special day? Mom doesn't want gorgeous and expensive jewelry or expensive gifts. The best gift for her is ourselves. Perhaps just yesterday, a budding carnation, a clean and tidy tablecloth and an innocent smile made her feel gratified. Because-children grow up and know how to love their mothers. This is telling mom: mom, I love you! Yesterday was the second Sunday in May, Beautiful Mother's Day. However, for every child who loves his mother, every day is Mother's Day. Let's hug his mother in the tenderest mood and tell her, "Mom, I love you!" " "

4. Ancient poems about affection and friendship: The ancient poems about affection are 1. (Meng Jiao's Ode to a Wanderer) The thread in the mother's hand made clothes for her wayward son. She sewed it carefully and mended it thoroughly, for fear of delaying his return home. However, the grass loved it so much that they won three spring fairs. 2. (Cao Zhi's "Seven Steps Poetry") Boil beans and burn beans, and the beans cry in the kettle. They were born from the same root, so why are they in such a hurry to blow each other up? As soon as Sister A heard that Sister Mei was coming, she had to cut her red makeup. When my brother heard that my sister was coming, he sharpened his knife at pigs and sheep. 4. (Du Fu's "Spring Hope") Although the country is divided, the mountains and rivers last forever, the vegetation is green again, the English is like tears, and the lonely bird mourns. After three months of bonfire, a letter from home is worth a thousand pounds of gold, and I touch my white hair. It's so thin that it can't hold hairpins anymore. 5. (Du Fu's Moonlight Remembers My Youth), the drums are broken, and the geese are singing in autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is my hometown. All my brothers are scattered, and none of them wants to die. What can I expect during the war? . 6. (Zhang Ji's Qiu Si) Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, I want to write a meaningful book. I was so anxious that I couldn't speak, and the pedestrians were leaving again. 7. (Wang Wei's "I miss my Shandong brothers on vacation in the mountains") Being in a foreign land, I miss my family twice every holiday. I know where my brothers climb. I miss someone every time. 8. (I pretend to be "homesick at night in Handan") * * * Who is fighting for time; Win sideburns? Speaking of friendship, I am not poor. -(Qing) Zheng Banqiao knows that he is in the sea, and heaven is still our neighbor. -(Don) Neither of us is happy-Forever and ever, we meet. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? . -(Tang) Bai Juyi knows no way forward, and everyone knows a gentleman. -(Tang) There is nothing to talk about when you are at ease on earth. -(Qing) Pu Songling's acquaintance is precious. It is important to get to know each other. -(Spring and Autumn Period) Mencius' friendship between gentlemen is indifferent, while that between villains is bitter. A gentleman is indifferent to his relatives, and a villain is willing to refuse. -(Warring States) Zhuangzi was black when he was near the ink, and black when he was near the ink. -(Western Jin Dynasty) Fu Xuan's life is expensive, why use money? -(Tang Dynasty) Li Bai made friends and kept his word. -(Western Jin Dynasty) Villains and villains are like-minded friends. -(Song) Ouyang Xiu likes to know each other. -(Song) Wang Anshi's enemies should be reconciled, not married, and everyone should turn back. -(Ming) Feng Menglong is a hero in adversity. -(Qing) Wei's two thousand gold is easy to get, but a bosom friend is hard to find. -(Qing) Cao Xueqin changed my heart and knew each other for your heart. The most important thing is to know yourself. -Bao Rong is a gentleman and a hero in the world. -The Biography of the Three Kingdoms Shu Shu Liu Ba was handed over by a gentleman, but it was not profane. -Zhouyi.

5. Composition about affection, third grade level, unforgettable affection of about 600 words. There are many small fish in my heart, which constitute my unforgettable affection, but my most unforgettable affection is the golden goldfish ... I remember that when I was in the third grade, I went to school just after the New Year, and my classmates talked happily about the beautiful scenery of spring, but I felt bad.

Because I go to school in the cold spring, my teeth tremble with cold in the morning. The whole class said, "Look, her lips are blue."

After several classes, I got home very uncomfortable and fell asleep in bed. I heard a familiar voice in my sleep, "Get up! Xiao Yan! " I woke up and saw my mother.

I said, "I seem to have a fever." My mother quickly measured me with a thermometer, and my "temperature was 40 degrees" and my mother immediately became nervous.

I called the class teacher to ask for leave, and then my mother hurriedly picked up a cup and gave me water to drink antipyretic. I found out carefully that there was sweat on my mother's forehead. I think, mom, this must be urgent. I must get sick early.

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Every day I open my eyes and see my mother by my side. When I got well, I found that my mother's eyes were dark and her silver hair was a little bit more ... My parents seemed to write essays about their mothers from childhood, describing their gentleness, kindness and love.

We always intentionally or unintentionally ignore another person who is equally important to our lives-father. A father's love for his children is always reserved. He doesn't like to talk about love like his mother. He just expressed it with actions.

When I grew up, I met some people and things. I began to get to know my father with the idea of getting rich. More and more, I feel that every father has a warm heart and gives his children 100% affection, no matter how much pressure they are under. Xiao Qiao and Aqiao are my good friends, so I got to know their father vaguely.

Ying is the happiest of the three of us. At least she has a very complete family. Jane's father married a northern woman in the educated youth era and settled there.

My father is a university professor, a typical intellectual-gentle, without desire or desire. To this end, Jane often says that her mother is not worthy of her father, and she never hides her admiration for her father.

So I always laughed at her deep love for her father. Every Wednesday, when his father comes to visit the school, Jane always walks around the campus holding his father's arm, chatting and kissing his father's cheek before leaving.

This is hard for me to imagine. I don't know which fortune-telling book I read. She said that if she could receive a silver ring from a boy on her birthday this year, she would be happy all her life.

She really wore a ring at the birthday party, which was very delicate. Aqiao proudly told Xiao Qiao and me that my father bought it with his own private money when he went to Beijing to see friends, but my mother didn't know.

At that moment, I was in a trance. I imagine that a middle-aged man may be too poor to buy a gold-plated ring for his new wife 20 years ago, but 20 years later he will wander in front of the gold and silver jewelry counter and carefully select it just to satisfy his daughter's childlike desire. I can imagine Jane's father sitting on the train. He has no money to buy gifts for others except a ring he wears. However, there is no anxiety in his heart that will be blamed by his wife, because he protects his daughter from even a trivial sense of loss.

This is enough to make Aqiao proud and move me. At this time, Xiao Qiao said with a smile, Aqiao is still like a child.

I understand Xiao Qiao's feelings when he said this. She is undoubtedly the most precocious of the three of us. Xiao Qiao's mother's sudden death in junior high school hit her hard and hurt her forever.

But Xiao Qiao is stronger than anyone thought, which may be influenced by his father who was born in the army. Xiao Qiao's family style is very strict. His father always disciplines Xiao Qiao by running the army, and demands Xiao Qiao by the standards of boys, sometimes even unkind.

For example, after mom died, dad didn't even allow Xiao Qiao to wear black sleeves. It sounds cruel, but it does help Xiao Qiao get out of his grief as soon as possible.

Xiao Qiao said that she always remembers what her father said to her-the best memory of the living for the dead is to live well. Every time I think of my mother, she will think of this sentence at the same time.

Xiao Qiao still has no stepmother. In fact, she doesn't object to her father's remarriage, but her father doesn't seem to have any plans to have a second wife. I have read some articles about the stress of middle-aged people in the newspaper. I understand that after entering the age of no doubt, there will be a lot of confusion. The stress of work and mental loneliness can make people breathless. In addition, his wife died and his daughter lived on campus. I don't know how Xiao Qiao's father endures the lifeless loneliness in the house after coming home from work every day, so that his daughter won't be hurt at all.

After listening to their stories, I can't help thinking of myself. If Joe is her father who worships her and Joe is her father who fears, then I can only have deep pity for my father.

Yes, unfortunately. Father is the kind of person who has little education and little money.

Family may be his last spiritual sustenance, but only a year ago, this only sustenance also fell apart. I have vaguely heard some stories about my parents when they were young-at that time, my parents almost died because of my grandmother's resolute opposition, so I believe that my parents really loved each other at that time, so I can fully understand how deeply my mother felt for my father after choosing the lifestyle she wanted. For this reason, I stayed with my father and didn't want to see the end of his painstaking 20-year separation. Then,

But over the past year, my relationship with my father has not been very harmonious because we live alone. In the final analysis, it is still for the word "money".

After my mother left, there was not much money left at home, and my father didn't have much salary.

6. Sentences describing affection among middle school students) Poems about affection: 1. The thread in the hand of a kind-hearted mother 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?

(Meng Jiao: Wandering Sons) 2. Boil beans and burn beans, and the beans cry in the pot. We are born from the same root, so why should we speculate with each other?

(Cao Zhi: Seven Steps Poetry) 3. My grandfather and mother heard that the woman was coming and went out to help Guo Xiang; As soon as Sister A heard that Sister Mei was coming, she had to cut her red makeup. When I heard my sister coming, I sharpened my knife at pigs and sheep. (Mulan) 4. Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers last forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back.

Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.

Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope") 5. A vagrant hears drums that indicate fighting, and a wild goose sings in autumn.

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.

Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. (Du Fu: Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night) 6. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, I want a writer to write a book.

When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him. (Zhang Ji: Qiu Si) 7. A lonely stranger in a strange land I am cast, I miss my family all the more on every festive day.

When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. (Wang Wei: "I think of my brothers in Shandong on vacation in the mountains") 8. Every winter, on the solstice in Handan, there is a lamp holding my knees with me.

If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers. Bai Juyi: "I miss my home on the solstice in winter") 9. The child took the clothes and asked: Why don't you come back? * * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns? (Du Mu: "Going Home") A beautiful sentence about family: Family is a rose that never fades, and it will send you warmth and beauty in the long journey of life.

Family is a ray of bright sunshine, which brings you light and warmth in the difficult climb of life. Affection is a quiet harbor, which provides you with care and care in the rough life.

Affection is a gurgling spring, which brings you coolness and comfort when you are thirsty. Motherly love is a drop of dew, kissing the dry soil. With its drizzle-like warmth and diamond-like persistence, it looks forward to the fertility of broken soil. Motherly love is not the freezing point in life, but a flowing river, which creates beautiful emotional scenes in our lives.

7. A poem about love "For Wang Lun" Bai was about to go by boat when he suddenly heard someone singing on the shore.

Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love. "Yellow Crane Tower Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou" Li Bai's old friend stayed in the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.

Sailing alone in the blue mountains, only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. "Biedongda" is thousands of miles high, Huang Yun smokes in the daytime, and the north wind blows geese and snow one after another.

A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks? "Meeting Li Guinian downstream" is a common sight in the residence of the King of Qi. Cui heard several times that it was the season when the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River was exhausted. Meng Jiao, the prodigal son in Tang's works, was a thread in the hands of a kind-hearted mother, and made clothes for her wayward son's body.

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?

To bid farewell to friends, there are blue mountains to the north of the Great Wall and white waterlines to the east. Here we say goodbye to each other, and you, like losing your father, are floating in the wind and traveling far away.

Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic. With a wave of his hand, he will be separated from now on, and his friend on horseback will carry him on a long journey, blowing a long wind, as if reluctant to leave.

"Mountain Festival Thinking of Shandong Brothers" Tang people are in a foreign land, and they miss their relatives every holiday. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

"Dengguazhou" Wang Anshi Jingkou Guazhou is a water room, and Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains. The south bank of the Yangtze River is green with spring breeze. When will it be returned next month? .