1. the thread in the hands of a fond-hearted mother, makes clothes for the body of her wayward boy. Before departure, a needle was stitched together, afraid of the son came back late clothes damaged. Who dare say that the children like the weak filial piety, can repay the love of the mother like spring SUNSHINE IN SPRING? (Meng Jiao's "Wandering Sons")

2. Boil beans and burn beans, and the beans cry in the kettle. We are born from the same root, so why bother to fry each other? (Cao Zhi's Seven Steps Poem)

3. When my parents heard that my daughter was coming, I went out to help Guo. When Sister A heard that Sister Mei was coming, she should manage red makeup. When I heard my sister coming, I sharpened my knife to pigs and sheep. (Mulan Ci)

4. though a country be sundered, hills and rivers endure, and spring comes green again to trees and grasses. Sad state, can not help but tears burst into tears, the birds stunning, the grief of parting hate. The war has lasted for more than half a year, the letter from home is rare, and a hundred and thousands of gold. Melancholy winding, scratching head thinking, the more scratched the white hair, it is almost impossible to insert a hairpin. (Du Fu's "Spring Hope")

5. a wanderer hears drums portending battle, a wild goose is singing in autumn. Dew changes to frost since tonight, how much brighter the moonlight is at home! All the brothers were scattered, and no family could inquire about life and death. Letters to Luoyang city often cannot be sent to, and the war is often not stopped. (Du Fu's "remembering my brothers on a moonlight night")

6. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang City, I want the writer to write a book. The letter was written, and worried that he had not finished writing what he wanted to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him. (Zhang Ji's "Qiu Si")

7. Being a stranger alone in a foreign land, I miss my family twice every festive season. Think of the brothers body boarded up high, will also because of less than I have a regret. (on the mountain holiday thinking of my brothers in shandong by Wang Wei)

8. Every winter solstice in Handan Post, I am accompanied by a knee-hugging lamp. If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers. (pretend to be Yi's "Night Thinking at Home on the Winter Solstice in Handan")

9. Why is it too late for the child to take the clothes and ask? * * * Who fights for time and wins sideburns? (Du Mu's "Returning to the Tomb")