1. "Polygonum" Pre-Qin Dynasty: Anonymous

The one who uses Polygonum is Curcuma, and the bandit is Curcuma. I feel sorry for my parents, who worked so hard to give birth to me. Polygonum is used by Curcuma, and Curcuma is bandited. I'm sorry for my parents, I'm so exhausted from work.

The bottle is empty, Wei Lei is ashamed. The life of the fresh people is not as long as the death. What kind of father is there without a father? Without a mother, what can you rely on? When you go out, you will hold your shirt, and when you enter, you will be exhausted.

My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed to me. Caress me, feed me, grow me and nurture me, take care of me and return me, go in and out of your belly. Desire to repay virtue. Haotian is extremely stupid!

The Nanshan Mountains are fierce and the wind is blowing. If the people are all poor, what harm can I do! The rhythm of Nanshan Mountain is fluttering in the wind. The people are all in need of food, but I alone cannot die!

Interpretation:

Look at how tall the wormwood grows, but it is not wormwood but loose wormwood. I have pity on my father and mother, they worked so hard to raise me! Look at the wormwood and wormwood clinging to each other, but they are not wormwood but wei. I have pity on my father and mother, they have worked so hard to raise me! The bottom of the water bottle is empty, and the water jar is full of shame. It's boring to live alone, it's better to die early. Without a biological father, where can I rely on? What can I rely on if I don’t have my biological mother? I feel sad when I go out for a walk, and I don’t know where to stop when I enter.

Dad, you gave birth to me, mother, you fed me. You protect me, love me, raise me and nurture me. You miss me and don’t want to leave me. You embrace me when you go out of your house. I want to repay my parents for their great kindness, but it is difficult to predict the disasters God will bring! Nanshan is so high that it is difficult to climb over, and the wind is so fierce that it is daunting. Nothing bad happened to anyone, why did I suffer this disaster? Nanshan is so high that it is difficult to cross, and the strong wind makes people tremble. There is no misfortune for everyone, and you can't always support me alone!

2. "Arriving Home at the End of the Year / Arriving Home at the End of the Year" Qing Dynasty: Jiang Shiquan

My love for my son is endless, and I am happy to return home. The cold clothes are densely stitched, and the letters home are freshly inked.

When we meet, we pity the thin man, and call him to ask about his hardships. I feel ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh in the dust.

Interpretation:

The love for one’s children is endless, and the happiest thing is that the wanderer returns in time. The stitches used to sew the cold clothes are densely packed, and the ink marks on the letters home are as good as new. My mother felt distressed when she saw her son losing weight, and called me to inquire about the hardships of the journey. Mother, my son is already ashamed of you and will not have the heart to tell you about the troubles he suffered while living abroad.

3. "Mo Xuan Picture Part 1" Yuan Dynasty: Wang Mian

The bright daylily flowers grow under the north hall. The south wind blows his heart, shaking it for whom?

A loving mother leans on her door with love, but a wanderer’s journey is painful. The sweet taste is sparse every day, and the sound is blocked every day.

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

Interpretation:

The brilliant day lily flowers grow under the Beitang. The south wind is blowing the day lily, and for whom is it swaying to reveal its fragrance? The kind mother leans against the door and looks forward to her child, but the wanderer on a long journey is so miserable! The care for the parents is becoming alienated 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. "Poetry on Swallows Revealed to Liu Sou" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

There are two swallows on the beam, a male and a female. Between two rafters holding mud, four children were born in one nest.

Si'er's days and nights are long, and he is asking for food diligently. Caterpillars are difficult to catch, and the yellow mouth has no period of satiety.

Although the claws are thirsty, the mind is not tired. I have been going back and forth for ten seconds, as if I was afraid of hunger in the nest.

After thirty days of hard work, the mother becomes thinner and the chick becomes fatter. He murmured teaching words and brushed his sweaters one by one.

Once the wings are fully formed, lead them to the branches of the garden. He lifts his wings without looking back and flies in all directions with the wind.

The male and female scream in the air, but they never come back. But I went into an empty nest, chirping sadly all night long.

Don’t be sad, Yan Yan. You should go back and think about yourself. Si'er is a young child, flying high and carrying his mother on his back.

My parents read it at that time, but you should know it today.

Interpretation:

A pair of swallows, one male and one female, flew gracefully on the roof beam. She built a nest between the rafters with mud in her mouth, and four baby swallows were born in one nest. The four baby swallows grew up day and night, and their cries for food could not be stopped. Cat caterpillars are not easy to catch, and the yellow-mouthed swallows never seem to have enough to eat. The two swallows grabbed it with their claws and held it in their mouths, exhausting their strength and working tirelessly. After a while, I went back and forth ten times, and I was worried that the little swallows in the nest would be hungry.

After thirty days of hard work, I lost weight in the mother swallow and fattened the chicks. Nunan kept teaching Xiaoyan their pronunciation and groomed them one by one. Once the little swallow's feathers grew plump, it was attracted to the branches in the courtyard. Without looking back, it flew away in all directions with the wind. The male and female swallows screamed in the air, even though they were hoarse, they couldn't call back. I had no choice but to go back to the empty nest and scream all night long!

Lao Yan, don’t lament, you should think back to the past: think about the time when you were baby swallows, you also flew away, and how much your parents missed you when you abandoned your parents, you should experience it today!

5. "Crossing the Liao River" Tang Dynasty: Wang Jian

Crossing the Liao River is five thousand miles to Xianyang. When I arrived, my parents knew that they were separated from each other, so wearing heavy clothes was like sending them to death.

There are also bones returned to Xianyang, and the business families each return to their hometown. On the day when there should be no return, I stood on horseback and looked at the Liao River.

Interpretation:

Leaving Xianyang, the trip to Liao River is five thousand miles long. Before leaving home, my parents already knew that they would be separated by a vast sea and it would be difficult to get together again in this life. Before I left, my mother made some new clothes for me, as if she was afraid that I would never come back, and if I died on the road, I would not have clean clothes to bury me in.

There were also soldiers who sacrificed their lives and were sent back to Xianyang. The military commander petitioned the emperor to let people from the martyrs' hometown serve as soldiers.

Thinking about how pitiful I was, as I would never come back when I was away, I felt infinitely sad for this, and stopped at the edge of Liao River in confusion.

6. Pulling up the curtains and worshiping the mother river, I will worry about it and see the tears dry up in my eyes.

From "Farewell to My Mother" written by Huang Jingren in the Qing Dynasty

Putting up the curtains to pay homage to my mother and going to the river beam, I will be worried for a long time and my eyes will dry up with tears. It was a miserable snowy night in Chaimen, and it was better to have no children than to have no children at this time.

Interpretation:

I am about to go to Heliang, lift the door curtain and reluctantly say goodbye to my mother, my face is full of sorrow, desolate and sad, I want to cry but have no tears. On this windy and snowy night, I couldn't fulfill my filial piety by my mother's side but had to cover my mother's door and walk away miserably. I couldn't help but sigh: What's the use of raising a son? It's better not to have one.