My son, there is no need to hurry
Before leaving home for the world.
Your journey will take you
To each corner of this earthly sphere.
Look how proudly the eagle flies!
Its wings cuts through the clouds like blades;
Or a galloping horse, hooves in midair
Breaking through the morning fog with grace.
It takes thousands of years
For the mountain to reach its peak;
To have a perfectly polished jade
You need more than a day's worth of work.
There are still books I want to read
Though your mother's hair has turned gray.
It's late, and I am sitting here alone
Listening to the insects sing.
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七律:十月囑子
嬌兒遠別莫匆匆，此去遨遊天地中。
振羽穿雲鷹得意，揚蹄破霧馬從容。
山高豈止千年事，玉潤難憑一日功。
母欲讀書頭已白，夜深猶自伴鳴蟲。
謝謝作舟!!!
