A poem expressing love for mother.

The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son. -Meng Jiao's "Wandering Sons/Welcome Mother to Wander"

People see men and women as good, but they don't know that men and women make people old. -Wang Jian's "Short Song"

Mourn for my parents and give birth to me. -Anonymous "Guo E"

I love my son endlessly, and I'm glad to go home. -Jiang Shiquan's "Arriving Home at the End of the Year"

Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? -Meng Jiao's "Wandering Sons/Welcome Mother to Wander"

My father gave birth to me and my mother bowed to me. -Anonymous "Guo E"

The bow curtain goes to the mother river beam, and the tears are white. -Huang Jingren's "Don't be an old mother"

A loving mother leans against the door, but a wanderer cannot walk. -Wang Mian's "Figure 1 of Xuan Mo"

If you encounter pity, you will ask for it. -Jiang Shiquan's "Arriving Home at the End of the Year"

Mothers are different from children, and children are different from mothers. During the day, there are no lights and crying. -Bai Juyi's "Mother Biezi"

Frost flowers and reeds shed tears and wet clothes, and their bald heads have no more to lean on. -and Gong's "Missing Mother"

When I went out, my mother made me some more clothes, as if afraid that I would have to go back in case there were no clean clothes to bury on the road. -Wang Jian's Crossing the Liao River

After 30 days of hard work, mom's skinny chicken is getting fatter and fatter. -Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi shows Liu Chao"

Men and women sing in the air, but their voices don't return. -Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi shows Liu Chao"

Muttering, brushing sweaters one by one. -Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi shows Liu Chao"

The old mother and son left without saying goodbye and cried among the weeds. -Li Bai's Yu Zhanghang

In the Ming Dynasty, mother and son wept at each other. -Lu you1the storm on October 28th.

In the colorful fifteenth year, before trying to be a loving mother. -Meng Haoran's "Send Zhang into Jingzhou"

Imagine yourself as a young day, flying high and carrying your mother. -Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi shows Liu Chao"

And grandma didn't go, and there was no skirt in and out. -Du Fu's Stone Trench

At that time, my parents thought that I should know today. -Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi shows Liu Chao"

Self-discipline, self-oath, pro-teaching. -Ouyang Xiu's Book of Painting.

The white gods in the west are scared when they see it, and the mother gods will cry. -Li He's "Spring Square Zhengzi Sword Song"