1. "Ciwu Night Cry" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Ciwu lost his mother, and he was dumb and vomited a sad voice.
don't fly around day and night, but keep the old forest for years.
I cry at midnight every night, and the one who hears it is touching my chest.
if you tell me in your voice, you don't feed back your heart.
a hundred birds have no mothers, but they are sad alone.
it should be that the mother is kind and heavy, making you sad.
once upon a time, there was Wu Qizhe, whose mother died.
well, the disciples are not as good as birds.
Ciwu reverts to Ciwu, and Zeng Shen is a bird.
Interpretation:
Ciwu lost his mother and kept crying sadly.
I stayed in the old forest in the morning and evening, and refused to fly away all year round.
I cry in the middle of the night every day, and the people who hear me can't help crying.
Ciwu's crying seems to be lamenting that he failed to do his duty of giving back to filial piety in time.
Don't other birds have mothers? Why are you so sad only because of Ciwu?
you must be overwhelmed by your mother's kindness!
Once upon a time, there was a man named Wu Qi who didn't attend the funeral when his mother died.
bemoan such people, their hearts are really worse than animals!
Ciwu, Ciwu! You are really a great bird!
2. "Ode to a Wanderer" Tang Dynasty: Meng Jiao
the thread in the hands of a fond-hearted mother, makes clothes for the body of her wayward boy.
carefully she sews and thoroughly she mends, dreading the delays that will keep him late from home.
but how much love has the inch-long grass, won the third spring festival.
Definition:
The kind mother is holding a needle and thread in her hand to make new clothes for the children who are going to travel far away.
Before he left, he sewed a needle tightly, for fear that his clothes would be damaged if his son came back late.
who said that a weak filial piety like grass can repay the kindness of a loving mother like Chunhui Puze?
3. "Farewell to my mother" In Qing Dynasty: Huang Jingren
bowed the curtain and went to the mother's river beam, worrying for nothing and watching her eyes dry.
It's a miserable snowy night in Chai Men. It's better to have children than nothing at this time.
Definition:
Because I want to go to Heliang to make a living, I lifted the curtain and reluctantly said goodbye to my old mother. When I saw my white-haired mother, I couldn't stop crying and my tears dried up.
On this snowy night, it's a pity that you can't be filial to your mother, but you have to hide Chai Men's miserable death. What's the use of adopting a son? I might as well not.
4. "Thinking of Mother" in Yuan Dynasty: With Gong
, I shed tears on my clothes, and my bald head was not dependent on Chai Fei.
Last May, in Huang Meiyu, Zeng Dian returned home as a cassock.
Interpretation:
Frost blows reed flowers, tears wet clothes, and in front of the poor home, I don't see the figure of my white-haired mother leaning against the door.
I still remember that time when I went home to visit my relatives in May last year. It rained continuously that day, so I pawned my cassock and bought some rice to go home.
5, "Guo E" Pre-Qin: Anonymous
Guo E, bandits I Artemisia. Mourn for my parents and give birth to me.
I'm a loser, but I'm a thief. Mourn for my parents and give birth to me.
it's a shame to run out of bottles. It is better to die for a long time than to live with fresh people. What if there is no father? What can I do without my mother? If you go out, you will get a shirt, but if you go in, you will be exhausted.
my father gave birth to me and my mother bowed to me. Caress me, livestock me, grow me, nurture me, care for me, go in and out of my stomach. The virtue of wanting to repay. Heaven is so confusing!
Nanshan is fierce, and the wind blows. People don't care, I'm alone! Nanshan law, floating in the wind. People are all in the valley, and I am not alone!
Definition:
Look at that Artemisia argyi is tall, but it's not Artemisia argyi but Artemisia loose. Pity my father and mother, raising me is too hard!
Look at the wormwood snuggling up to each other, but it's not wormwood but Wei. Pity my father and mother, raising me is too tiring!
It's a shame that the bottom of the water bottle is empty. It's boring to live alone. It's better to die early. What can I rely on without my own father? What do you rely on without your own mother? Going out and walking is sad, and getting started is at a loss.
Dad, you gave birth to me, and Mom, you fed me. You protect me, love me, support me to grow up and nurture me, thinking that I don't want to leave me, go out and embrace me. I want to report my parents' great kindness, and it is difficult to predict the disaster in the old days!
the south mountain is steep and difficult to surmount, and the wind is piercing and daunting. Everyone has no misfortune. Why am I the only one who has been robbed? Nanshan mountain is too high to cross, and the wind is piercing and shivering. Everyone has no misfortune, so I can't be the only one!