The thread in a loving mother’s hand, the clothes on a wanderer’s body. ——Meng Jiao's "Wandering Son's Song/Ying Mu Piao"

People know that men and women are good at birth, but they don't know that men and women make people grow old. ——Wang Jian's "Dan Ge Xing"

I'm sorry for my parents, who made me exhausted. ——Anonymous "Polygonium"

My love for my son is endless, and I will be happy to return home. ——Jiang Shiquan, "Returning Home at the End of the Year"

Whoever says nothing about grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring. ——Meng Jiao's "Wandering Son's Song/Welcoming Mother"

My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed to me. ——Anonymous "Polygonium"

Pull the curtains to pay homage to the mother river and go to the Liang River. I will be worried for a long time and my eyes will dry up with tears. ——Huang Jingren's "Farewell Old Mother"

The loving mother leans on the door with love, but the wanderer's journey is painful. ——Wang Mian's "Mo Xuan Tu·Part 1"

When I met, I felt pity for the thin man, and I asked him about his hardships. ——Jiang Shiquan, "Returning Home at the End of the Year"

Mother bids farewell to her son, and her son bids farewell to his mother. The sound of crying is painful in the absence of light during the day. ——Bai Juyi's "Farewell to Her Son"

The frost wipes out the reed flowers and wets the clothes with tears, and the white head no longer leans on the wood door. ——Yu Gong's "Thinking of Mother"

When I came, my parents knew that they were separated from each other, so they were wearing heavy clothes as if they were going to die. ——Wang Jian's "Crossing the Liao River"

After thirty days of hard work, the mother becomes thinner and the chick becomes fatter. ——Bai Juyi's "The Poems of Yan Revealed to Liu Sou"

The male and female screamed in the air, but they never returned after their voices were exhausted. ——Bai Juyi's "Poems of Yan Revealed to Liu Sou"

Muttering words and brushing sweaters one by one. ——Bai Juyi's "The Poems of Yan Revealed to Liu Sou"

The old mother said goodbye to her son and called to the sky among the wild grass. ——Li Bai's "Yu Zhang Xing"

In the Ming Dynasty, the steamer was empty again, and the mother and son were crying. ——Lu You "A Storm and Storm on October 28th"

In the fifteenth year of Caiyi, Cheng Huan is in front of his loving mother. ——Meng Haoran "Sending Zhang Shenming's Sutras and Going to Jingzhou to Visit the Province"

When Si'er was a young child, he flew high and carried his mother on his back. ——Bai Juyi's "The Poems of Yan Revealed to Liu Sou"

My grandson is still here, so she goes in and out without finishing her skirt. ——Du Fu's "Shi Hao Li"

My parents read it at that time, but you should know it today. ——Bai Juyi's "The Poems of Yan Revealed to Liu Sou"

Observe one's own vows and learn from one's own teachings. ——Ouyang Xiu's "Book of Painting Earth Studies"

It is proposed that the White Emperor in the West was frightened, and the ghost mother cried in the autumn suburbs.

——Li He's "Chunfang Zhengzi Jianzi Song"