A poem in which a mother misses her son.

Youziyin (Meng Jiao)

The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son.

Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.

Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?

Rhyme translation:

The kind mother has a needle and thread in her hand.

In order to make new clothes for children who travel far away.

Before she left, she was busy sewing.

It's really worrying that the child will never come back.

Who can say a little grass-like filial piety,

Can you repay the kindness of a loving mother like Chunhui?