游子吟
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，
报得三春晖。
A song of the traveler
The sewing kit, in Mum's hand
The fine coat, the traveler had
Carefully made, before went
What she afraid, you comeback late
One inch weed, like the heart
Three years heat, will be paid
有感，感受后面梳理后再写，我还需要读书，还需要理解，我做得还不够。