1, the spring breeze is comfortable, and the Qingming rain welcomes it. My family died young, and my son died in the world of mortals. What about Jiuquan's parents? Who accompanies a lonely grave in the barren hills? The paradise on earth has long gone, and the willow line is hanging in the spring breeze. Think of parents, anxious to report, kneel down first.
2, incense three pillars worship parents, kneel down and cry. Unfilial children are thousands of miles away, and the Qingming rain breaks nine ileums.
3, the son is on earth, the father is in heaven, and the father's grace endures forever. It's hard to live without food and clothing if you work hard to raise your children. I can't be idle when I work all my life, and I am willing to bow my head and be a cow and a horse. I can't bear to look back on the hardships of my childhood, and tears fly like a note.
4, the drizzle is cold, and the grass bridge only looks at apricot flowers. Thousands of past events sank to the bottom of the river, and a burst of sadness poured into the vinegar altar. A lady's sadness leads to a mirror, but a scholar will lean on the fence. Rootless leaves fall with the wind, and they are willing to sit in Panxi and put fishing rods.
Tears streamed down my face, and my father drove the crane to the west. Seven days of mourning, the sky has no eyes and people have feelings. At the beginning of the year, my mother was worried about her sick child, but at the end of the year, my father died of filial piety. Heartache is like a blade, wailing drives clouds and sucks cold air.
6. The drizzle is like a thousand tears, and the spring breeze is too cold. I was surprised that my parents had no new words, and I vaguely asked Jiuquan in my dream.
7. The east foot of the stream rises, and the south mountain is blue and spit in the spring. Sue complained openly, choking and kowtowing. Pear tears mourn for Tao's heirs, and Song Tao cries for his ancestors. The successful industry is prosperous, and people are respected by virtue.
8. Willow branches are still like last spring, and tears shed clear memories of my father. I believe that scientific research can help the world, but the reality is only for the body. I have loved what is in the cup all my life, and I have deeply pitied future generations several times. First test two alkalis and three acids, and children learn poetic wine.
9, a lifetime of hard work and struggle, the burden of life is the backbone. Cultivate the kindness of the love of life, and always remember the instructions of the loving father.
10, Liuzhi is still like last spring, tears streaming down her face in memory of her father. I believe that scientific research can help the world, but the reality is only for the body. I have loved what is in the cup all my life, and I have deeply pitied future generations several times. First test two alkalis and three acids, and children learn poetic wine.