Poetry of filial piety and gratitude

1. "Sending Mother Back to Hometown" - Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty

If there is nothing in return for maternal love, what more can we ask for in life.

Translation: If my mother cannot repay her kindness in raising me, then what else is there to pursue in life?

2. "The Wandering Son's Song" - Meng Jiao of the Tang Dynasty

Whoever talks about the heart of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring.

Translation: Who said that a filial piety as weak as Xiaocao can repay the kindness of a loving mother like Chunhui Puze?

3. "Mo Xuan Picture No. 1" - Wang Mian of the Yuan Dynasty

The sweet orders are sparse every day, and the messages are blocked every day.

Looking up at the cloud forest, I feel ashamed to hear the words of the wise bird.

Translation: The support of parents is becoming estranged every day, and the news of the children cannot be reached every day. Looking up at a cloud forest, I heard the cry of the wise bird and felt ashamed to miss her.

4. "Remembering My Mother" - Ni Rui from the Song Dynasty

I shed tears of missing my relatives in the dark, fearing that I will shed more tears for my children.

Translation: I often cry secretly because I miss my mother, but I am afraid that my mother will shed more tears when she misses me.

5. "Fifteen" - Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty

The mother went up the ditch of Han, leaving Bai Hanyin at home.

When I heard about Du Yu in the bright moon, the north and the south were always concerned.

Translation: After bringing my mother to Yangzhou, I settled in a place that could be covered by temporary white linen cloth. Every night when the moon is full, I hear the cuckoo singing. Although the north and the south are far apart, they still care about each other deeply.