1, Meng Jiao's Wanderer in Tang Dynasty.
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?
The kind mother is holding a needle and thread in her hand, making new clothes for the children who are going on a long trip. Before leaving, he sewed the needle tightly for fear that his son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who says that being weak and filial as grass can repay the kindness of Chunhui Puze's loving mother?
2. Don't Ma Lao by Huang Zhongze in Qing Dynasty.
The bow curtain goes to the mother river beam, and the tears are white.
This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time.
I'm going to He Liang soon. I will lift the curtain and say goodbye to my mother reluctantly. I look sad and want to cry. On this snowy night, I can't be filial to my mother, but I have to hide Chai Men's tragic death. I can't help sighing: What's the use of adopting a son? I still don't want it.
3. The Tenth Five-Year Plan of Wang Anshi in Song Dynasty
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.
I took my mother to Hangou, but my family stayed at White Cat. Mother suddenly heard the cuckoo's voice on a full moon night and thought of her son who was away from home. Although Wan Li is far apart, his heart is still deeply concerned.
4. Jiang Shiquan returned home at the end of Qing Dynasty.
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.
A mother's love for her son is endless, and the happiest thing is that a wanderer can come home before the Spring Festival. She sewed me a cotton-padded coat with dense stitches, and the handwriting and ink in the book at home were as good as ever. As soon as I saw my mother, she said with deep affection that I had lost weight and called me to ask me about the hardships of my journey. Mother and son have always been ashamed of you, and can't bear to tell the fatigue and hardship of wandering outside.
5. Wang Mian's Map of Xuan Mo in Yuan Dynasty.
Brilliant day lily flowers, Luosheng North Hall.
The south wind blows the heart, shaking for whom to 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.
Bright day lilies are born under the North Hall. The south wind blows the day lily, swaying for whom to confide fragrance. A kind mother leaned against the door, expecting her child. It is difficult for a vagrant to travel far away. The support for parents is alienated every day, and the news of children is not reached every day. Looking up at the high Woods, I was ashamed to hear the call of the clever bird, but I missed it so far.