作者：孟郊
慈母手中线，临行密密缝，谁言寸草心，
游子身上衣。
意恐迟迟归。
报得三春晖。
Song of the Parting Son
Meng Jiao
From the threads a mother's hand weaves,
A gown for parting son is made.
Sown stitch by stitch before he leaves,
For fear his return be delayed.
Such kindness as young grass receives
From the warm sun can't be repaid.
