I would like to know about my mother s poems and other related materials, can anyone tell me?

In the field, "In Prison", Bingxin, "Spring Water, Creator", Ai Qing, "Dayan River - My Nanny".

1. Wanderer's chant.

Author] Meng Jiao [Dynasty] Tang.

The line in the mother's hand, the wanderer's shirt.

Before leaving, I am afraid that I will return late.

Whoever says an inch is careless, and he will be rewarded with three springs.

Translation: The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make the garments of her son, who had traveled far away. Before leaving, a stitch was tightly sewn, afraid that his son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who dares to say that the weak filial piety of children like Xiaocao can repay the kindness of a mother like Chunhui Puze?

2. Seven-step poem.

Author] Cao Zhi [Dynasty] Three Kingdoms Wei.

Boiled beans are used as soup, and the soybeans are used as juice.

The beans are burning under the kettle, and the beans are crying in the kettle.

This is born from the same root, why is it too anxious to fry each other?

Translation: Boiling beans to make bean soup is to filter out the residue of the beans and leave the bean juice to make the soup. The bean stalks are burning under the pot, and the beans are crying inside the pot. Beans and bean straw originally grew from the same root, so how could bean straw be so urgent to torment beans?

3. Spring Thoughts. Author] Li Bai [Dynasty] Tang.

The swallow grass is like bisi, and the Qin mulberry has low green branches.

When the king returns to the day, it is the concubine who breaks her intestines.

The spring breeze doesn't know each other, what is going on.

Translation: The grass in Yandi is as green as silk, and the mulberry trees in Qindi are green with green leaves. When you miss the day when you return home, you have long missed you and are sad. The spring breeze, you don't know me, why do you blow into the tent to stir me up?

4, Midnight Wu Song and Autumn Song.

Author] Li Bai [Dynasty] Tang.

Chang'an is a month, and thousands of households pound clothes.

The autumn wind blows endlessly, and it is always a jade relationship.

He Riping Hulu, the beloved man went on an expedition.

Translation: Chang'an City is full of moonlight, and thousands of households are pounding clothes. The autumn wind blows the sound of pounding clothes, and every family misses the people on the border. When will the border war be quelled and my husband end the expedition.

5. There is a pregnancy under the moon in the autumn night.

Author] Meng Haoran [Dynasty] Tang.

The magpie is undecided, and the flying fireflies roll in.

Tinghuai is cold and sparse, and he laughs and tells his neighbors to be anxious at night.

The best period is far away, and the sky is standing.

Translation In such a beautiful moonlight, Han Que didn't know how to perch on **, and the fireflies didn't dare to compete with the moonlight for a little light, and flew into the room with the rolled up door curtain.

In the courtyard, only the shadows of the locust trees with withered branches fell in the moonlight, sparse and desolate, and the sound of the pestle from the neighbors at this time seemed so clear and impatient in the silent autumn night. How to make an appointment on the day of the reunion, I can only look at the same distant moon melancholy, and I can't do anything, just stand stupidly like that.

Bing Xin, the author of the poem written to his mother.

Mother has wanted to write a poem for you for a long time, but I have written it many times and still haven't written it well, this poem written by my mother for you, I don't know how to start and don't know what to write, I don't know what to write at the end, just like a severe slap in the face of you when I was a child, I don't know whether to accept it bravely or choose to escape from my mother, tonight I think of you again, I decided to write a poem for you, even if it is not written well, even if you are far away from home, you will never be able to read Mother, if you see a very small white boat in your dream, Don't be surprised that it dreams for no reason, this is your beloved daughter's tears, thousands of rivers and mountains, begging it to carry her love and sorrow back.