I don't know the red sunset when I was in mourning, but I often miss Bai Yunfei.
I want to see my voice and voice hollowed out by tears. I want to attend classes silently.
Qing Jiang Shi quan
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.
Yu taiyong
Looking south at my hometown,
In the sea of clouds:
Picturesque.
Sighing wanderer,
Thousands of miles to Wan Li,
Don't worry about anything
How many joys and sorrows are there in the years?
How bitter and spicy is life?
To the loving mother,
Say it in your dream,
I'm not afraid.
People who lie still and rest are worried about Huang Chen.
Inscriptions are jagged, filial piety is the first word, and purple smoke haunts Qingyun.
There is pain, tears of loving mother, no regrets.
Several times I saw the spring selling water, and all I heard was gratitude.
Arrive 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.
Interpretation: There is no end to loving a 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.
Appreciate:
Maternal love is the greatest and most selfless emotion of human beings, but there are not many works expressing this theme in ancient poetry. The most famous is Meng Jiao's Ode to a Wanderer, which shows the love of parents all over the world. Jiang Shiquan's Going Home at the End of the Year depicts maternal love from another angle, which is similar to Meng's poems.
The love between mother and child expressed in the poem does not stop at simple and abstract narration, but is made concrete and visualized through clothing, language behavior and psychological activities.
"I love my son endlessly and I am happy to go home." A mother's love for her son is endless, and her son's timely return makes her very surprised. The first sentence is written directly about her love, and the next sentence is written about the mother's happy mood when her long-lost son comes home for reunion at the end of the year. The word "hi" contains the mother's endless care and love, thoughts and expectations for her son, and is the best footnote to the previous sentence.
In three or four words, the winter clothes to keep out the cold are sewn with fine needles, and the ink of the blessing letter at home is still new. These two poems strongly highlight the mother's concern and yearning for her son: sewing winter clothes carefully to keep out the cold, and sending letters home from time to time to be caring and attentive. That needle and thread, word for word, contains how much loving mother's love A word "secret" tells the mother's love for her son; A word "new" expresses the thoughts and concerns in the mother's heart.
Five or six sentences say that when meeting, I feel distressed about my son's thin face and let the children ask about the hardships along the way. Here, I describe the scene when my mother met her son, which further illustrates my mother's love for her son: seeing her son's thin face, my mother felt very sorry for her, and quickly called her son to her side, asking her questions carefully and repeatedly, never taking pains. A "pity", a "question", the heart of love, vividly on the paper.