A poem about a son who misses his son outside when he goes to war

Ziyin (Mengjiao)

Mengjiao

The thread in the hands of the loving mother, the clothes on the wanderer's body.

Before leaving, there are dense seams, I'm afraid it will be late to return.

Whoever speaks of the heart of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three spring rays.

1. An inch of grass: a metaphor of very small.

2. Three Chunhui: Three springs, refers to Mengchun, Zhongchun and Jichun in spring; Hui means sunshine; it describes maternal love like the warm sunshine in spring.

Rhyme translation:

A kind mother holds needle and thread in her hand .

Make new clothes for the children who are traveling far away.

Before leaving, she was busy sewing them tightly.

It was because she was worried about the children leaving. A rare return.

Who can say that a little filial piety like a grass can repay a loving mother like Chunhui?

Writing background and analysis:

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Meng Jiao (751-814), courtesy name Dongye, was born in Wukang, Huzhou (now Deqing, Zhejiang Province). In his early years, he failed many attempts and wandered north and south, living in Suzhou.

He lived in embarrassment until At the age of fifty, he got the humble position of Liyang County Captain. Naturally, the poet did not take such a small official to heart, and still indulged in singing about landscapes. His official duties were somewhat neglected, and the county magistrate only gave him half a salary. The author's own note under the title of this article: "Welcome to Mother Li" was written when he was an official in Liyang. The poem intimately and sincerely eulogizes an ordinary and great human beauty - maternal love, which caused It has won the praise of countless readers and has been popular for thousands of years.

The deep maternal love bathes her children all the time. However, for Meng Jiao, a wanderer who has been wandering around all year round and has no fixed place to live. For me, the most memorable thing is the painful moment of separation between mother and son. This poem describes the ordinary scene of a loving mother sewing at such a time, but what it expresses is the poet's deep inner emotions. The first two sentences "Loving mother" "The thread on the hand, the clothes on the wanderer's body" are actually two phrases, not two sentences. Written in this way, it highlights the two most common things from people to objects, and writes the flesh-and-blood love between mother and child. Immediately afterwards The two sentences describe the person's movements and moods, and focus the pen and ink on the loving mother. At this moment before leaving, the old mother stitched and stitched, and the stitches and threads were all so fine. She was afraid that her son would be difficult to return, so she wanted to The clothes could be sewn more firmly. In fact, the old man's heart is not eager for his son to return safely as soon as possible! The deep love of a loving mother is revealed in the smallest details of daily life. Simple and natural , cordial and touching. There are neither words nor tears here, but a pure feeling of love overflows from this common scene, touching the heartstrings of every reader, making people cry, and arousing the cordial associations and deep feelings of children all over the world. Memories.

The last two sentences, based on the intuition of the person involved, reveal a deeper meaning: "Whoever speaks from the heart of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring." "Who speaks" is sometimes written as "Whose words" "Know" and "Who will", in fact, according to the poetic meaning, it is better to use "Who said". The poet asked a rhetorical question, which is particularly meaningful. These two sentences are the sublimation of the first four sentences, a comparison of popular images, and a suspenseful contrast. It expresses the blazing affection of a child: How can children as small as grass repay a mother's love as generous as the sunshine in spring? It really means "the virtues that are desired to be repaid, the sky will not be able to do anything", and the feelings are so honest and sincere. .

This is an ode to mother's love. In the frustrated situation of his official career, the poet has experienced the harshness of the world and the sorrow of poverty all his life, so he increasingly realizes the value of family love. "Poetry comes from the heart, and the heart often feels sad" (Su Shi) "Reading Meng Jiao's Poems"). Although this poem has no algae paintings and carvings, it is fresh and smooth, simple and bland, which shows the rich and mellow poetic flavor.

This poem was written in Liyang, during the Kangxi reign of the Qing Dynasty During the same year, two people from Liyang recited such poems: "The basket is full of father's letters, and the mother thread is still lingering" (Shi Qisheng's "Writing Hues"); "There have always been so many tears that stain the hands of sewing clothes" (Peng Gui's "Jianli") My younger brother came to visit me in the capital and I was very happy.") It can be seen that the deep impression left by "Wandering Son's Song" on people will last forever.

This is an ode to maternal love. The poem is cordial and sincere. Chundi sings of the great human beauty - maternal love.

In the first two sentences of the poem, the people written are mother and son, and the objects written are threads and clothes, but they highlight the mother and child. The love of flesh and blood that depends on each other for life. The middle two sentences focus on the actions and thoughts of a loving mother, showing the mother's deep love for her son. Although there are no words or tears, they are full of pure love, gripping and tear-jerking. The last two sentences are heart-stirring and tear-jerking. This sentence is a sublimation of the first four sentences. It uses popular image metaphors to express the fiery feelings of a child. How can we repay maternal love like spring and children like grass?

Nothing in the whole poem Gorgeous words, no clever carvings, fresh, smooth, simple and plain language, full of rich and mellow poetic flavor, sincere and sincere, has touched the heartstrings of many readers for thousands of years, and aroused the excitement of thousands of wanderers. *Ming.