Remember when I feed my children,
I feed my son and starve me,
Be careful that your son is hungry.
haha,
Seeing the word unfilial, I wrote this poem conveniently.
It's not what you want, but I like it very much. Describing the relationship between grandparents and grandchildren vividly, let me briefly introduce the background of this poem: once upon a time, there was a private school, Mr. Song, who was kind and respected. Unfortunately, his son lost his wife when he was young. Because of his poor family, he was afraid that his son would be angry with his stepmother and could not get a second wife. He raised his son with great pains. After the son got married, he listened to his daughter-in-law's slanders, leaving the old man disheveled, underfed and hurt and abused. Neighbors see it in their eyes and are angry in their hearts. I sympathize with Mr. Song. One morning, Mr. Song watched the young couple feed their grandchildren happily through the window. Moved by this scene, his thoughts are full. Back in the house, he wrote a poem and posted it on the wall outside the gate: Look through the window to feed his grandson, remember that I feed my son, and I feed my son, so be careful that your son is hungry.
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