Original text:
Both wealth and poverty can be pursued.
If you are not filial, how can you divide people and animals?
A person's wealth and poverty can be found in the Book of Filial Piety. If a person can't fulfill his "filial piety" and has no good moral cultivation, how can he distinguish between people and animals?
2. "Night Cry at Ciwu" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Original text:
Once upon a time, there was a Wu Qizhe whose mother died.
What disciple, the heart is not as good as a bird.
Once upon a time, there was a man named Wu Qi who didn't care about his mother's death. Alas, such people, their hearts are really worse than animals!
3. Song of filial piety in Qing Dynasty: Xu Xi.
Original text:
Kindness still feeds back, and the lamb still kneels.
Vegetation is not as good as people who are not filial to their loved ones.
Jiwu even feeds his mother in turn. In order to repay the kindness of parents, lambs knelt down to nurse their parents when they were old and weak. If people are not filial to their parents and relatives, it is better to have grass and trees without heart.
4. "Xuan Mo Figure 1" Yuan Dynasty: Wang Mian
Original text:
May the sun be sparse and the day be fearful.
Looking up at Yunlin, I am ashamed to listen to birds.
The support for parents is alienated every day, and the news of children is not heard every day. Looking up at a cloud forest, I am ashamed to hear the sound of the birds, and I still miss it.
5, "Ge E" Pre-Qin: Anonymous
Original text:
It's me, Polygonum hydropiper. Artemisia argyi is a bandit.
Mourn for my parents and give birth to me.
I am a loser, but I am a thief.
Mourn for my parents and give birth to me.
It is a pity that the bottle is used up.
It is better to die for a long time than to live with fresh people.
What if there is no father? What can I do without my mother?
Get a shirt when you go out, and you're exhausted when you go in.
My father gave birth to me and my mother bowed to me.
Caress me, feed me, grow me, raise me.
Take care of me, answer me, get in and out of my abdomen.
The virtue of wanting to repay kindness. Heaven is so chaotic!
Nanshan is fierce and the wind is blowing.
I don't care, I'm alone!
Nanshan method, drifting with the wind.
Everyone is in the valley, I'm not alone!
Translation:
Look, mugwort has grown taller, but it's not mugwort, it's mugwort. Pity my parents, it's too hard to raise me! Look at the wormwood that snuggles up to each other, but it's not wormwood, it's Wei Pity my parents, it's too tiring to raise me!
It is a shame to fill the bottle with water, because the bottom of the bottle is empty. Living alone is boring. Might as well die early. What can I rely on without my real father? What do you depend on without your own mother? Going out for a walk is sad, and getting started is at a loss.
Dad, you gave birth to me. Mom, you raised me. You protect me, love me, support my growth, nurture me, think that I don't want to leave me, go out and hug me. I want to repay my parents' kindness, and the disasters in the old society are unpredictable!
The height of Nanshan is hard to surpass, and the biting wind is daunting. Everyone has no misfortune. Why am I the only one who was robbed? Nanshan Mountain is too high to cross, the wind is biting and shivering. Everyone has no misfortune, so I can't be the only one!