Original text:
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? ?
Translation:
A loving mother holds a needle and thread in her hand, making clothes for her long-distance son. Before leaving, he sewed the needle tightly for fear that his son would damage his clothes if he came back late. Who dares to say that a child's filial piety as weak as grass can repay his mother's kindness as sunshine in spring?
2. Night Crying in Ciwu-Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty
Original text:
The second time I lost my mother, I vomited because I was dumb.
Don't fly day and night, keep the old forest old.
Crying in the middle of the night every night, everyone who smells it will be moved.
If you tell me in your voice, you won't give back to your heart.
A hundred birds have no mother, but they are very sad.
What makes you sad should be your mother's kindness.
Once upon a time, there was a Wu Qizhe whose mother died.
What disciple, the heart is not as good as a bird.
The second thing gives the second thing, and the bird once applied.
Translation:
The second time I lost my mother, I was heartbroken He guards Lao Lin in the morning and evening and refuses to fly away all year round. Every midnight, people can't help crying their skirts wet. Ciwu's crying seems to be lamenting that he didn't try his best to feed back his filial piety in time.
Don't other birds have mothers? Why is Ciwu the only one so sad? It must be the mother's kindness! Once upon a time there was a man named Wu Qi. After his mother died, he didn't go to the funeral. Sigh that such people are really worse than animals inside! Jiwu, Jiwu! What a great bird!
Extended data:
Appreciation of Poems in Ode to a Wanderer;
This is a song of mother's love. When the official position was frustrated, the poet suffered from the coldness of the world and the sadness of life, so he felt the value of family more and more. Deep maternal love bathes children all the time. For Meng Jiao, a place where she has no fixed place all the year round, the most unforgettable moment is the pain of separation between mother and child. This poem describes the common scene of loving mother sewing at this time, but it shows the poet's deep affection.
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