A son is leaving
The needlework from the dear mom,
Becomes the cloth wearing the son.
“I am afraid you will come back after a long time,
So trying to add one and one stitch to be warmer.”
I can never return enough feedback to mom,
For everything she ever did for me.
Erica 译 17/3/30
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，
报得三春晖。
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