1. The thread in the hand of a kind-hearted mother makes clothes for her wayward son.
She mended it carefully and thoroughly, fearing that it would delay his time to go home.
But this inch-long grass has got three rays of spring, which is how much love. (Meng Jiao: "Wanderer")
2. Boil beans and burn beans, and the beans cry in the kettle.
We are born from the same root. Why are we in such a hurry? (Cao Zhi: Seven Steps Poetry)
3. My parents heard that the woman came and went out to help each other;
As soon as Sister A heard that Sister Mei was coming, she had to cut her red makeup.
I heard that my sister was coming, so I sharpened my knife to pigs and sheep.
Although a country is divided, the mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back.
Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness.
After three months of war, a piece of news from home is worth a ton of gold.
I stroke my white hair. It has become so thin that it can no longer hold hairpins. (Du Fu: Dream of Spring)
5. A vagrant heard the drums that predicted the battle, and a wild goose sang in autumn.
He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! .
Oh, my brothers, what's the point of my life without you? .
However, if there is something wrong with letters in peacetime, what can I expect in wartime? . (Du Fu: Remembering brothers on a moonlit night)
6. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang City, I long for a writer's book.
I can't tell the fear in my hurry, but pedestrians will open it again. (Zhang Ji: "Qiu Si")
As a stranger alone in a foreign land, I miss my relatives twice every holiday.