Poetry symbolizing the safety and health of family members

Poems about family safety and health are as follows:

First, although unintentional xing still exists, although the old heart is still healthy. -Tang Bai Juyi's Early Summer Banquet

Interpretation: Even if the body is not working, the interest is still there. Even when people are old, their hearts are still young and healthy.

Second, don't empty your glass when you get on the boat while you are still healthy when you are old. -Song Zhou Zizhi's "Chao Zhong Cuo"

Interpretation: While you are still young and healthy, board the court. Don't waste this wonderful time.

Third, fortunately, I am still healthy in my later years, but I am seeking attention. -Song Luyou, "Sitting Alone"

Interpretation: I am glad that I am still healthy in my later years. I just hope I don't listen to other gossip.

Fourth, the old body is still healthy, daily growing, Qiu Lai. -Song Luyou "Little Room"

Interpretation: I am still healthy when I am old, and I am not afraid of its long autumn and winter.

Fifth, old happiness is still healthy, and leisure knowledge is supplemented. -A Cloud in Wushan, Qixian County, Ethan

Interpretation: I am glad that I am still healthy when I am old, and I am interested in listening to interesting things outside when I am free.

Six, the letter of peace is only half a paper, a few pairs of mandarin ducks, flowers bloom far away, jade falls and hurts spring. Swallows fly in Dongfeng Caotang. -Zhang Yuanke Nine "Qingjiang Yin Yin"

I just received the letter you sent me. A few words of lovesickness and lovesickness in the letter only sent you away in the spring, and your keepsake did not reduce my love for spring. The east wind is coming and the thatched cottage welcomes swallows.

Seven, last night, the breeze was raining, and now birds are singing outside the cold eaves, declaring peace-Vae Fei's "Three Haruka"

Commentary: Last night, there was a light breeze and drizzle. This morning, the birdsong outside the cold eaves brought me the news of your safety.

My love for my son is endless, and I am happy to return to China. -Qingjiang poem "Going Home at the End of the Year"

The mother's love for her son is endless, and the son returned home during the wedding.

Nine. Mothers are different from sons, and sons are different from mothers. In the daytime, there is no light and crying —— Don Bai Juyi's Different Mothers

Mother's son, son's mother, the sunshine in the daytime seems to have lost its luster because of sadness, and there is infinite sadness in crying.