the song of the homeless
Tang mengjiao
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.
But how much love an inch of grass has is three times!
the Tenth Five-Year Plan
Wang Song Anshi
Put mother in the ditch and leave her home in the shade.
When I heard about Du Yu in the moonlight, I was always worried about the North and the South.
Arrive home at the end of the year
Qing Jiang Shi quan
I love my son endlessly, and I'm glad to go home. Cold clothes are needle and thread, and letters from home are ink stains.
If you encounter pity, you will ask for it. I am ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh.
Xuan Mo diagram
Wang Yuan cotton
Brilliant day lily flowers, Luosheng North Hall.
The south wind blows the heart, for whom do you vomit?
A loving mother leans against the door, but a wanderer cannot walk.
May the sun be sparse and the day be fearful.
Looking up at Yunlin, I am ashamed to listen to birds.
Legends about Chinese mothers
According to legend, a long time ago, the suburb of Xiong Yue was a beach. A poor family by the sea, only mother and son live together. The mother loves her son very much and hopes that his son will study hard and succeed in his studies in the future. In order to provide for her son to go to school, she farmed during the day, spun at night and worked hard. This year, the imperial court held a big exam to select talents, and my son decided to go to Beijing to catch the exam.
The mother worked day and night, waiting for her son to return, but there was no news of her son. Anxious mother looked out to the seaside every day until the elderly mother turned into a stone statue, and she didn't expect her son to come back. It turned out that her son was on his way to Beijing to catch the exam, but unfortunately he capsized and fell into the sea and died.
The villagers were moved by this great maternal love, and called this unique xiufeng "Wanger Mountain", and built a loving mother tower at the top of the mountain and a loving mother pavilion at the foot of the mountain to let future generations remember the ordinary and great kindness of their mothers.