What is divine in Shu? The bamboo named 'Kindness'.
A single clump spans several steps, dense with dozens of stems.
Long stems and short stems, its branches and leaves are not towering.
Last year's shoots have grown tall, this year's shoots sprout anew.
High and low leaning on each other, like affection between elder and young.
A filial son stands attending his father, an obedient grandson follows his grandfather.
Kindness begets filial piety, roots and branches are heaven's design.
I've heard of people in Tang, their filial deeds ever joyful.
Zhang Gongyi of Yunzhou, nine generations under one roof.
The great emperor heard his name, visited his humble abode in person.
Feng Su in his youth, followed his father to guard the ancestral grave.
Father and son practicing filial piety together, the spirit mushroom bloomed specially in spring.
Lü Yuanjian of Beihai, four generations as head of the household.
Even oxen, horses, and sheep, from different mothers, all nursed each other.
Dong Gongzhi of Yuxiang, raised all the orphaned children.
Mynahs and magpies, shared the same nest and branches.
Filial deeds move heaven and earth, birds and beasts all follow the times.
I've also heard of the guoran beast, in death they do not abandon each other.
Turtles and jellyfish, mother and child stay together forever.
A beast's face but a human heart, such a creature truly exists.
A beast's heart but a human face, such a man is truly pitiable.
Li Jun as a censor, abandoned his mother in Wenzhou.
His mother starved to death, how distant were sweet delicacies.
Li Gan of the Court of Imperial Entertainments, is also of this kind.
He had a mother but did not serve her, living apart for a long time.
The Tang legal net was wide, he was spared death and exiled afar.
Cui Shi as a vice-minister, the emperor bestowed fragrant melons.
He took them back for his beloved concubine, his old mother got none to taste.
Once his evils filled to the brim, he was killed by the roadside.
Duke Yue Zhong Shaojing, his utmost filial piety was extraordinary.
In youth when he got fruits, he first offered them to his parents.
Grown up, he met Emperor Xuanzong, glory and splendor unsurpassed.
The filial keep their names ever fresh, the unfilial stain human relations.
If one is not even as good as bamboo, one is but a speck of dust.
For those who are sons, nothing is better than serving their parents.
For those who are fathers, nothing is better than teaching their children.
Accumulating goodness and practicing filial piety, one can establish oneself.
I wish to transplant this bamboo, plant it across all lands.
So that all who see it, become kind and filial people.
Woodcutters seeing this bamboo, do not cut it down for firewood.