1. "The Song of the Wandering Son"
Tang Dynasty: Meng Jiao
The thread in the hands of the loving mother, the clothes on the body of the wandering boy.
Before leaving, I am worried that I will return later.
Whoever speaks an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring.
Translation
The kind mother, with needle and thread in her hand, rushes to make new clothes for her child who is about to travel far away. Before leaving, I sewed it stitch by stitch, fearing that my son would come back late and the clothes would be damaged. Who said that a weak filial piety like Xiaocao could repay the kindness of a loving mother like Chunhui Puze?
2. "Farewell to My Mother"
Qing Dynasty: Huang Jingren
Pull the curtains to pay homage to my mother and go to the river beam. I will be worried for a long time and my eyes will dry up with tears.
It was a miserable snowy night in Chaimen, and having children at this time was worse than having none.
Translation
I was about to leave for Heliang. I lifted the door curtain and reluctantly said goodbye to my mother. On this windy and snowy night, I couldn't fulfill my filial piety by my mother's side but had to cover my mother's door and walk away miserably. I couldn't help but sigh: What's the use of raising a son? It's better not to have one.
3. "Arriving Home at the End of the Year"
Qing Dynasty: Jiang Shiquan
The love for his son is endless, and he returns home with great joy.
The cold clothes are densely stitched, and the letters home are fresh with ink marks.
When we meet, we pity the thin man, and call him to ask about his hardships.
I am ashamed of my son and dare not sigh in the dust.
Translation
A mother's love for her son is endless, and the happiest thing is that the wanderer can return home before the Chinese New Year. The stitches on the cotton-padded clothes she sewed for me were densely packed, and the ink marks on the letters home were as good as new. As soon as I met my mother, she lovingly said that I had lost weight, and called me to inquire about the hardships of the journey. Mother, my son is already ashamed of you and cannot bear to tell you the hard work of wandering away.
4. "Dan Ge Xing"
Tang Dynasty: Wang Jian
When a person is born, the sun rises.
It’s too late to go up the mountain, and it’s fast to go down the mountain.
Thirty-six thousand dynasties in a hundred years, and the general will be strong for half a day at night.
Singing and dancing must be done early. Yesterday is better than today. ?
People think that men and women are good at birth, but they don’t know that men and women make people grow old.
Short song line, no music.
Translation
When a person is born, he is like the rising sun. Growth is always slow, but regression and decline are very rapid. One hundred years only has 36,000 days, so we must try to use half of the day as a night. We need to enjoy singing and dancing as early as possible, because our bodies will only get worse day by day. Others say it’s good to have children, but they don’t know that having children will make you grow old early. Singing short songs while traveling without the sound of music.
5. "Thinking of My Mother"
Yuan Dynasty: Yu Gong
The frost wiped out the tears of the reed flowers and wet my clothes, and my old head no longer leaned on the firewood leaf.
During the yellow plum rain in May last year, Zeng Dian returned home from shopping for rice.
Me. . During the plum rainy season last May, the family had no food, so I had no choice but to buy rice and go home to support my mother.