A poem in which mother and son are inseparable.

Wandering son, Jiao, thread in the hands of loving mother, makes clothes for wayward son. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Grass can't repay the kindness of warm sun.

"Mother Biezi" Tang Baijuyi's mother Biezi, son Biemu, cried during the day.

In Farewell to Old Mother, Zhong bowed to his mother's river beam, worrying alarmingly and watching it dry up. This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time.