Wang Anshi's "Fifteenth"

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

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

5. Huang Jingren's "Farewell to My Mother"

I bow to my mother by the river and go to the river beam, and my eyes will dry up with tears in my eyes.

It was a miserable snowy night in Chaimen, and having children at this time was worse than having none.

6. "Arriving Home at the End of the Year" by Jiang Shiquan

My love for my son is endless, and I am happy to return home.

The needlework on the cold clothes is dense, and the ink marks on the letters home are new.

When we meet, we pity the thin man, and call him to ask about his hardships.

I am ashamed of my son, I dare not sigh in the dust.