There is a granddaughter who has not gone, and there is no end to the dress. -du fu's "the stone moat official"
the window of aunt yee in Yaochi opened, and the yellow bamboo sang sadly. -Li Shangyin's "Yaochi"
The south wind blows its heart, and who is it for? A loving mother leans on the door, but a wanderer walks hard. -Wang Mian's "Mo Xuan Tu I"
After 3 days of hard work, the mother's thin chicks are getting fatter. -Bai Juyi's "Yan Poems Show Liu Chao"
Think of yourself as a young day, when you fly high and carry your mother. -Bai Juyi's "Yan Poetry Showing Liu Chao"