Stray songs expand their imagination into an essay and retell it according to the feelings of poetry.

Another snuff fell on the table, and it was already late at night. The sewing needles in my mother's hand were brightly lit by the light, one by one, tightly sewn on the worn-out clothes. The stitches are next to the stitches and closely arranged on the clothes of the people who leave. Every stitch is maternal love. The child is going to travel far away, but he always remembers his mother's heart. Long grass, silent earth, maternal love is hard to return, such as spring, maternal love nourishes many children.