The verses praising mother are as follows:
1. Watch: Sitting on the path is a poor person, and the firewood gate is opposite to the bright light. When I meet someone, I want to ask, can I see my son’s return?
2. Mother: I have been dancing in the kitchen with sleeves and skirts, but my elegance has not been heard in the world of mortals. Don't worry about there being no oil or water in the bowl, just worry about the dish being cooked without meat. The green silk has changed into white clouds, and the coarse cloth has not changed into pomegranate skirt. A deep face, engraved with love lines throughout his life.
3. There is a message for Mother’s Day: a screen full of blessings in memory of Cixuan is better than a bottle of wine accompanying each other. But having nagging is a blessing. Why is life so gentle?
4. Regret: When I was young and ignorant, I chased after dreams, but I still don’t miss home in the high hall. My parents flew away on clouds, and from then on I was ashamed to see crows in the morning and dusk. I love that my poetry has greatly increased after being edited by a poetry friend. Transcribed below. When I was young and ignorant, I chased dreams and beauty, but I still didn’t miss home in the high hall. The parents rode on the clouds together, feeling ashamed of the old crow for no reason.
5. Mother: Smell the mother's frankincense at the bedside, and dream long in the warm arms. Add clothes and quilts to keep you warm in the harsh winter, and swing fans to repel mosquitoes and cool you in the harsh summer. The tears in the eyes are often due to farewell, and the frost is just for hope. The wheat seedlings are strong in the spring light, and the daylilies are not yellow in the autumn moon.
6. Title Watch: The old boy at the head of the village, the wanderer knows everything. Wherever I am tonight, I can see thousands of clouds in the distance.
7. Mother: I have never heard of a career in my life, but I have been working hard in the Chai Zao vegetable garden. Looking at Cang Sang's face now, it is clear that he has great achievements engraved on his face.
8. Title: Looking forward to my son’s return: The old willow tree in front of the door has gained a new look, and it has been another year since I left my son under the willow tree. In a blink of an eye, white hair and blue silk hair appeared, and the whole hall was kneeling down to remember the past.