Mother
The storm in the sky is coming
The bird hid in his nest
The storm in the heart is coming
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I only hide in your arms
Mother
You are a red candle
I am a gray hut
You burn silently
Release the light
Illuminate me
Mother
You are a clear Sweet spring
I am a green seedling
You poured into my heart
Instilled the sweet spring juice into me
Nourishes me
Mother
You are the morning sun
I am a grass that has just sprouted
Your soft light shines on me
It makes me full of life
You warm me
Mother
You are the blue sea
I am a little immature fish
You have a broad mind and strong arms
I nestle in your arms with peace of mind In my arms
You take good care of me
Mother
You are my mentor
Taught me countless knowledge and life skills The truth of How many times have you tolerated me
encouraged me
so that I have
a golden house, a money tree, a golden key to knowledge
and a refund One step leads to a brighter future
Mother
You are my mother after all
You nurture me
Care for me
Care for me
Let my little tree thrive
The kindness you have given me
Can I repay it
Mother
I will never forget the silver threads on your temples
The wrinkles crawling up the corners of your eyes
Mother, who are you for?
For all the children in the world
All the saplings
Mother is a big ship
Carrying us to the sea
To pursue life The mystery of the world
Explore the magic of the world
Mother is a mountain
Contains all things
Nurtures us to grow
Strengthen our body and mind
Mother is a moving song
Take us everywhere with her
Use her beautiful tune
Ode to the history of the motherland
Mother is a ray of spring breeze
Blowing all things in the world
Yingying steps
Bringing vitality
Mother is the spring rain
nourishing all things on the earth
Ah! Mother
I love you, you are the eternal love in my heart
Mother, I saw the smiling face of the sun again
I saw your bright eyes of the sun again
Mother, I know
As long as the sun shines on the earth
Your smile will always exist
Mother in contact with the earth
The mother kissing the crops
The smell of sunshine on your body
Forged your metallic character
Recording your strength and persistence
Mother, I know
Your sunny smile
Stays on the land where you work
Grows a piece of green Hope
The happiness of children growing up
birth
Grow the story of not giving in to poverty
Grow your mature expectations
Mother, I know
Your sunny smile
Staying in the farmyard
Lighting up the roaring fire in the kitchen
Lighting up the symphony of pots and pans
Lighting up your life The strong voice
lit the blood of the children
Mother, I know
your sunny smile
firmed the children We walk out of the majestic mountains
Open your hands to the outside world
Confidence to welcome the wind and rain
Mother, I know
Your sunny smile
Your hands are destined
Never give up vocabulary related to labor
Verbs that do not need annotation in your life
In your opinion Just a simple repetition
Mother, I know
No matter where I go
Wherever I go
No matter how long the road ahead is Far
Your smile will accompany me all the way
Warm my journey and heart
Mother, I know
Your smile is with me Shining in the sun
The sun shines brightly on your smile
When I walked into the rainy season,
My mother had just passed by.
Let Half of the umbrellas used to protect the children from the wind and rain were given to the mother,
The mother pushed them to me,
Ah, the children under the umbrella,
The mother outside the umbrella.
The rain is no longer rain,
It is a tree of happy tears sent by God to the world
The days are like walking on a road with frequent wind and rain,
Mother is at the front.
Give mother some umbrellas to protect her children from the wind and rain,
Mother pushed them to me,
Ah, under the umbrella Children,
Mother outside the umbrella.
The rain is no longer rain,
It is a tree of happy tears sent by God to the world
Dear mother, I love you
I will always be your child who will never grow up
I will always need the caress of your palms
Dear mother , I love you
Like the deep love of a stream to a mountain
I hug you passionately
Selflessly cherishing the warmth of spring
I am a wild goose flying south
With a desire as fresh as butter
I love you, my dear mother
I love You, the breath, air and moisture of the mountains
In my youth, you carefully designed for me
Every second and every minute of my life
In many bright red days
Bring the poetry and enthusiasm of my stream
Write poetry on your wrinkled forehead
Pick a bunch The most colorful rose,
The words of love for my mother,
My mother said I was stupid,
Rose is the flower that symbolizes love,
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No,
They are also flowers that children give to their mothers.
It has been a long time since I heard the jokes my mother told me when I was a child.
I'm so sorry,
I fell asleep before I finished listening to those words,
My mother said, silly child,
What a mother wants to say to her children is forever Not finished.
Thank you all for your participation, and hereby give me another poem of encouragement
1, Mother in the storm
The days seem to be passing by On the road that is often windy and rainy,
My mother is at the forefront.
I gave my mother some umbrellas to protect my children from the wind and rain,
My mother pushed them to me. .
O children under the umbrella,
Mother outside the umbrella,
The rain is no longer rain,
It is a tear of happiness sent by God to the world.
2. Mother, Thank you for your hard work
The human body can leave,
But people will not leave,
Just like we will not forget our ancestors,
Forget mother.
Mother is the quilt on the body.
Without her, you will feel cold.
Mother is the salt in the dish.
Life without her would be meaningless.
Mother must have her pain.
Those wandering pains,
often hang on her On the face,
intertwined with the smiles looking at the children.
3. Great maternal love
Pick a bouquet of the brightest roses,
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With all the words of love for my mother,
My mother said I was stupid,
Rose is the flower that symbolizes love,
No,
They are also flowers that children give to their mothers.
It has been a long time since I heard the jokes my mother told me when I was a child.
I really regret it.
I fell asleep before I finished listening to those words.
The mother said, silly child,
The mother will never finish what she wants to say to her children,
Even if I sleep in the grave,
You will always be my concern.
Mother, I wrote this poem for you
I don’t know How to begin
I don’t know how to end
I don’t know what to write
It’s like a harsh slap in the face when I was a child
I don’t know whether I should accept it bravely
or choose to escape
Mother, I think of you again tonight
I decided to write for you A poem
Even if it is not well written
Even if you are far away in your hometown
You will never be able to read it...
Mother , if you see a small white boat in your dream,
Don’t be surprised that it fell into the dream for no reason.
This is written by your beloved daughter with tears in her eyes,
Thousands of rivers and mountains, begging him to carry her love and sorrow back home.
——Bing Xin
Your pale fingertips caress my temples
I can’t help but feel as tight as when I was a child
Holding on to your skirt
Oh, mother
In order to keep your disappearing figure
Although the morning light has cut the dream into wisps of smoke
I still dare not open my eyes for a long time
I still treasure that bright red scarf
For fear that washing it will make it lose its uniqueness to you
The warmth
Oh, mother
The passage of time is also ruthless
I am afraid that the memory will also fade
How dare I easily Open its screen
For a thorn I once cried to you
Now wearing a crown of thorns, I dare not
Not a single moan
Oh, mother
I often look up at your photos sadly
Even if the call can penetrate the loess
How dare I alarm you? Sleep
I don’t dare to display the sacrifices of love like this
Although I have written many songs
To the flowers, to the sea, to the dawn
Oh, mother
My sweet and deep yearning
It is not a torrent, not a waterfall
It is impossible to sing among the flowers and trees. Dry well
Mother is as humble as moss,
solemn as the morning sun,
soft as the sound of water in the south of the Yangtze River,
hard as a thousand years of cold Jade,
When you raise your eyes,
she is the bright moon,
when you lower your head,
she is the vast earth.
Your greatness condenses my flesh and blood
Your greatness shapes my soul
Your life is a voyage of love
You use the beautiful annual rings
to compile a calendar that exudes the fragrance of ink
I spend every year in your deep love
In Your shoulders and knees play
You are a big tree
Spring relies on you to dream
Summer relies on you to prosper
Autumn relies on you to mature.
Winter relies on you to meditate
Your tall and broad crown~
Making the four fields never wild
Mother, you gave me life
You are the land that nurtured me to grow
You are the comfort when I am sad
You are the hope when I am depressed
p>You are strength in times of weakness
Take shelter from the wind and rain in your little bay
You have broadened my horizons
You are my forever My best friend, the driving force of life
You carefully lean over to protect me with love and compassion
You show your bright mind to your heart
Your energetic smile is strong
Your boiling blood flows endlessly
Let me immerse myself in your joy
Let me enjoy your warmth
Let me Intoxicated in your arms
Let me nestle in your arms
There are faint poems in the long clouds
There is lingering in the faint poems Love
There is deep affection in the endless love
There is deep meaning in the deep affection
If mother is the rain, then I am the rain The rainbow after the moon
If mother is the moon, then I will be the star holding the moon
Mother is the root of my growth
I am the ideal fruit of my mother
When I grow up, my mother’s black hair is like that on maple leaves
The frost is dotted with silver light
I kiss the traces of those years deeplyj )`
I give my heart to you
May the fragrant and mellow sweetness linger in your life_
May my laughter be like a silver bell Fill your brows
May all my blessings rub into your heart
A green leaf is full of friendship to its roots
An ode condenses me My love for you"
Let the flowers in your heart bloom like clouds
Let the fragrance accompany you through the long years
My mother is a master of sculpture.
I am my mother’s best masterpiece
Compared to my mother,
What is Rodin’s sculptures? What came out was still stone.
What the mother carves out is life!
Mother has the broadest mind.
Compared to mother,
What does Buddha mean?
My mother gave me all her joy without complaint,
and snatched away my pain without regret.
After Buddha died,
he still occupied so much land in the world.
My mother said:
When I was alive, I never had a good sleep.
When I closed my eyes and slept peacefully,
Just find a place where no one will disturb you.
The word great has been used countless times,
I suddenly realized:
Great,
The best gift to my mother No shame!
Greatness is mother,
Mother is great.
Greatness is the patent of mother,
Greatness is created especially for mother.
Eternal love is as deep as the sea,
The sound of singing from afar is also there.
Love is not afraid of wind and rain,
Your face is like a flower blooming.
I want to plant a willow tree for you,
You are highly respected and kind.
Maternal love is as high as a mountain and boundless,
Family love blooms and never fails.