To the old father

Meng Taiqi

Alone outside,

how many tears have been shed;

Bitterness who is pitiful,

who will comfort the heartbroken;

Received the cold eyes of the end,

But he never gets tired;

Silently hold on,

Writing this brings tears to my eyes.

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