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?
-Don Meng Jiao's Wandering Sons
A loving mother makes clothes for her long-distance son with a needle and thread in her hand.
Before leaving, he sewed a needle tightly for fear that his son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.
Who can say that children are weak and filial as grass, and they can repay their loving mother's kindness as spring shines?
Meng Jiao (75 1 ~ 8 14) was a poet in the Tang Dynasty. The word dongye. Huzhou (now Deqing, Zhejiang), Wu Kang, Pingchang (now northeast of Linyi, Shandong), lives in Luoyang (now Henan). Living in poverty in his early years, he traveled all over Hubei, Hunan and Guangxi, but he never met anyone and tried again and again. At the age of 46, he began to enter middle school. In the seventeenth year of Zhenyuan (80 1), Meng Jiao, aged 50, was appointed as the governor of Liyang in the south of the Yangtze River. His masterpiece Ode to a Wanderer was written in Liyang. When he was in office, he didn't serve Cao Cao. He often took pleasure in writing poems and was fined half a salary. In the ninth year of Yuanhe, he died in Ganxiang (now Lingbao, Henan).