肃肃鸨羽,集于苞栩。王事靡盬,不能艺稷黍,父母何怙?· Swish,swish sound the plumes of the wild geese; | They can't alight on bushy trees. | We must discharge the king's affair. | How can we plant our millet with care? | On what can our parents rely?
(“The Plumes of Wild Geese”,The Book of Poetry [Compiled in the Spring and Autumn Period])