游子吟

孟郊



慈母手中线， 游子身上衣。



临行密密缝， 意恐迟迟归。



谁言寸草心， 报得三春辉。 　



A TRAVELLER'S SONG



Meng Jiao



The thread in the hands of a fond-hearted mother



Makes clothes for the body of her wayward boy;



Carefully she sews and thoroughly she mends,



Dreading the delays that will keep him late from home.



But how much love has the inch-long grass



For three spring months of the light of the sun?


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