I don't know how many days and nights the mother looked at the distance and looked forward to her son's return! However, this son never came back until his mother left this world. What ancient poems and sentences remind you of? Write at least two couplets.
Poetry:
The thread in the hand of a kind-hearted mother makes clothes for her wayward son.
She mended it carefully and thoroughly, fearing that it would delay his time to go home.
But how much love an inch of grass has is three times!