Parting From My Old Mother

別老母

Huang Jing-ren (1749-1783)

黃景仁

I leave my mother at the door for riverside;

搴帷別母河梁去，

I gaze at her white hair and tearful eyes now dried.

白發愁看淚眼枯。

To have on snowy night a son not within call,

慘慘柴門風雪夜，

It is no better than to have no son at all.

                                                                                                               此時有子不如無。