Mother's Day Poetry 1 has been Mother's Day for many years.
Bought cloth shoes for my mother
As I get older, I miss my mother more and more.
Mom said she would wear the cloth shoes I gave her the other day.
As happy as wearing her cloth shoes when I was a child.
But I can't make cloth shoes.
I bought cloth shoes in old Beijing.
The cloth shoes I wore when I was a child were made of white hair by my mother holding the soles under a dim oil lamp.
Mama de cloth shoes
Is my eternal concern.
Mom, I will also wear the cloth shoes you made for me that day.
Walking on a strange road
Give you affectionate blessings.
Mom is the most beautiful in the festival.
Mother is happiest in festivals.
Mom, I really want to pray for you during the festival.
Blessing you will always be the spring in my heart.
Pray that you can meet me in your dreams every night.
The most beautiful mother-child relationship in the world
Mom, you are the clear sky in my hometown.
I am a white cloud, floating in your carefree arms.
You are a promising field in your hometown.
I am the dandelion in your dream.
I am the tears in your eyes in autumn.
I am the Panshan Highway you are looking at when snowflakes are flying.
Mom, you are the fountain in my heart.
Great, great.
Mother's Day is in spring.
How many thoughts make the mountains and rivers of that day green?
Tell me my love for my mother.
Mom, you are my sleepless night in a foreign land.
This is the moon I saw on the night of Mid-Autumn Festival.
On Mother's Day, I met my mother in my hometown.
That gray hair
Eyes in the field
Full of deep maternal love.
Bright and dazzling mother's day imagination and thought.
Mother's Day poem 2 Mountain, no maternal love;
Sea, not as deep as maternal love;
God, love without a mother is vast;
Naturally, there is no mother's love and tolerance;
Sunshine is not as warm as maternal love;
Clouds are not as white as maternal love;
Flowers are not as brilliant as maternal love.
mother
Who will dress us when we are cold?
Who will cook for us when we are hungry?
Who encouraged us when we failed?
Happy for us when we succeed?
She is not a robot; Not a computer,
She is my mother.
Mom is not Santa Maria,
Not Jesus,
Not god,
But she is as gentle and kind as Santa Maya.
Full of love like Jesus,
As smart as God.
Ah! Mom, that's great!
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Maybe the years have taken away your grace,
Your pale hair,
But it will never take away your kind smile?
Mom, on this special day,
Please let me express my sincere thanks!
Happy mother's day.
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My dear mother,
I can't say enough,
I can't finish what I want to write,
Everything,
Everything is in silence.
Angel of spring
Mother is like an angel in spring,
Brought a warm spring breeze,
Brought a silky light rain,
Blow into the child's heart,
Understand the needs of children,
This loving angel,
Take care of the children's lives,
Protect the safety of children,
Gave everything,
No matter how bad we are,
Mother, angel,
There is still a lot of data,
Forgive us.
Mother's love is like a piece of candy.
Mother's love,
Like a candy bar,
Pestering and nagging,
Hiding in the curse,
Let me look around,
Before I know it,
Just found it.
Mother's Day Poetry: May 3rd, the second Sunday.
Mother's Day every year.
Treat every child as a child.
I will send my own flowers and gifts to my parents.
People who are out of town will call to greet you.
And the dead mother,
Childlike heart is still alive.
The other end of the phone is connected to heaven.
Gifts and flowers became sacrifices.
Mother's Day is here.
Can I say Happy Mother's Day?
mother
The world is so big.
But there is no room for you.
My world is really small.
But you still occupy my whole sky.
mother
I know
You often hang in the night sky like a star.
Will listen to my whispers
Mom, I know.
You often fall asleep like a lover.
Warm my heart
I know you've been here the whole time.
I have your voice in my ear:
My children/my children
Don't be afraid, I will always be with you.
Accompany you to meet every quiet night.
Challenge every long night with you.
Today is May, the second Sunday.
Mother's day without mother
A Black Mother's Day
Mother's Day Poetry 4 I am doomed not to use mature words.
To express what others think is profound—
Time is on your face.
Too many scars have been carved.
I see busy wrinkles on your face.
Running in the sun,
Life forces you to have a deep vision.
Retreat in the dark
Who can say? Who can say?
This doesn't make up the whole world.
The deepest and greatest printing
Mother's Day Poetry 5 My mother came to me in a gray poem.
She often teaches me ancient meditation, and
The pronunciation of the apple tree, her nagging
Formed a philosophy of time, twenty years.
I can feel the secret silent prayer.
A woman holds up the fog and silences me.
Spring is coming to an end, really, it is coming to an end.
I will leave home and go back to a drop of sea.
The sound of opening the door sounded from the empty head, butterfly
She held it in her hand and flew to the forest.
This life is full of perishable things, only mothers.
She prefers never to fail, so she can get there easily.
There is no one at the boundary of my heart.
At this time, she was alone in my tired dusk.
Time makes worn-out love clearer and clearer.
Mother's Day Poetry 6 Hometown will always be a land of affection.
Let me enjoy myself.
A blade of grass melted my heart.
I shuddered in the dark mood.
Looking for the entrance of dawn
In the distance, morning smoke curled up.
I hold maternal love and look for emotional thinking.
Solve my confusion about poetry
Tiny needle and thread are sewn with the notes of fate.
Every detail is a dream.
I waited for my mother in my dream.
Harvest a happy wheat field
I use soft sunshine
Singing in the early-maturing wheat field.
I plow with a stupid hoe.
Ten years later, ten years.
Today I repent with the help of poetry.
Praise mother's kindness.
Poetry took me into the classic of the earth.
Vilen, a playful lark.
Recite Tang poetry and Song poetry
My dream is to swim in the pond in front of the door.
I think of my mother's breasts.
A warm stove
In the dark, I used square characters.
Outline the direction of life
A few drops of ink in the past can't dry any more.
Mother's Day Poetry 7 My old mother, are you safe?
I'm fine, too. Wish you all the best!
May the sky above your hut be filled forever.
An indescribable shimmer.
Letters often say that you are in pain,
Deeply sad for me,
You're wearing a shabby short coat,
I often look forward to going on the road.
Whenever the boundless dusk comes,
There is always a scene in front of you:
It seems that someone is fighting in the pub.
Stabbed a Finnish knife into my heart.
No, my mother! Don't worry!
This is just a heartbreaking dream.
I'm not that drunk:
I died before I met you.
I'm still so gentle,
There is only one wish in my heart:
Get rid of that annoying melancholy as soon as possible,
Back to our low little room.
When spring returns to the earth, I will come back.
Our white garden is in full bloom,
Don't be like eight years ago,
Wake me up at dawn.
Don't wake up my old dreams,
Don't be discouraged by my unfulfilled ambitions.
Because I've been through it all my life.
Premature fatigue and trauma.
Don't teach me to pray, no!
There is no hope of reliving the old dream.
Only you are my savior and comfort,
Only you are the light I can't describe.
Forget the pain,
Don't feel sorry for me,
Never wear a shabby jacket,
I often look forward to going on the road.
Mother's Day Poetry 8 is written on Mother's Day.
Daiqing's distant mountains
Endless green and colorful flowers
Tell you a mother's story.
Giving birth to life is her greatest happiness.
Streams in Ming Che
Leisure fish play around tadpoles.
Shallow sunshine rippled among clear springs.
That's my mother's most comforting smile.
Bright blue sky
Baiyun bird kite flies freely.
Fly high, fly high, fly far.
Your line
Always tied between mother's trembling hands.
Deep in the alley
A lonely figure with a pair of dim old eyes.
Watching from a distance, silently expecting.
My baby, my children, my thoughts, my expectations.
When will you come back from your dream?
Let mom hug again, kiss again and have a look.
Written on Mother's Day: Mom, I love you.
Mother's Day Poetry 9 Mother,
Have you fed all your chickens?
Are those two geese and pigs still fighting for food?
The seeds you have worked so hard to sow should sprout.
I want to come back to see you with Xin-er,
But she will go to school early in the morning;
I also want to do my job well,
I have to cook and wash clothes for her after work.
You taught me to let Xiner wash dishes and mop the floor,
Learn to wash smelly socks after finishing homework;
I did all this,
She ordered some seeds herself two days ago.
Last night, she complained about burying seeds with soil.
I only explained to her that it would grow out in a few days;
Planting buds is her hope. She is my hope.
We are all your hopes.
Looking at her awards,
I am ashamed that I didn't study hard in those years;
But time cannot go back. Time is irreversible.
I have to create a good learning environment for new children.
I don't want you to break your heart for me,
Some things can only be fate;
Go where you belong. What should come will come,
Please give my regards to your chicken, goose, dog and cat.
The most important thing is to say hello,
Because today is mother's day;
I have to report everything to you,
I sincerely hope that you can grow old slowly.
I am an indispensable asset in your life,
You are the support of my life;
Making myself better is the beauty in my heart.
Filial piety and admiration are your son's rewards.
Mom,
You must grow old slowly;
You need health and happiness every day.
Peace and happiness are what I pray for you today. ...
Mother's day poem 10 1, dedicated to mother.
When I was born,
I was greeted by my mother's tearful smile.
When I cry
What moved me was my mother's gentle little hand.
When I was a toddler
With mom's encouraging eyes.
When I grow up,
What protects me is my mother's meticulous care.
When I travel far away
What worries me is my mother's eternal love.
2. "Mother's Care"
Mother's concern is the spring breeze.
Send it to children traveling far away.
mercy
Mother's concern is a cloud in summer.
Pass it on to children traveling far away.
cool
Mother's concern is the mud in autumn.
No matter how far a child floats like a leaf.
Nostalgia remains strong.
Mother's concern is the fire of winter.
Although the weather is very cold everywhere, it is very cold.
But my heart feels very warm, very warm.
3. Dedicated to mother
I'm used to strutting around,
My temperament is also a bit stubborn;
Even if the king and I face each other,
I won't lower my eyes.
But, mom, I want to be honest with you:
Although my self-esteem is very strong,
Once I come to your happy and kind side,
Often feel inferior and cringe.
You have a noble spirit that permeates everything.
Radiant, direct to the sun, the moon and the stars,
Is this spirit secretly conquered me?
Recalling the past really makes me sad.
I did a lot of wrong things and broke your heart.
Good love for my loving mother!
Mother's Day Poetry 1 1 Thanksgiving Mother's Day
Cai Wenyun Zhinan
Mom!
I saw some silver threads in your bun.
This is proof of your hard work in raising me.
I deeply appreciate your love for me.
So I want to be your dutiful son,
But how can the real problems in life make everything go smoothly?
Please be more understanding and tolerant.
After all, I can't do anything perfect.
Because I think there are no perfect people and things in the world,
In that case, I have to try my best to honor you.
First of all, we should step into old age healthily and happily.
Then I will be proud and proud to have a mother like you.
Because you gave me life and raised me,
Teach me filial piety and educate me to be self-reliant.
Many of your traditional maternal virtues can't be learned in class.
I learn from you.
What I can't learn from you is,
I can only find it in books and social life.
Mom!
I am your son. draw
I can't bear to make you suffer,
I can't bear to make you sad.
But there are always some disappointments in life.
Although I can't stand up, I have a clear conscience.
I think having a filial son is your greatest happiness.
Whether I am rich or poor.
You can enjoy your great maternal love,
I'm already very happy.
So I want to thank you,
Thank you for your selfless love.
Reward you with an honest and kind heart,
Dear mom.
Today is Mother's Day,
I wish you happiness and health.
I will always be your son,
You will always be my good mother.
Mother's Day Poetry 12 I will go to my mother's dream.
Tell her I'm thinking about her.
Weave a bunch of blessings into a beautiful wreath
Put it on my mother's white hair.
Mother's day is really beautiful.
I will put a cup of sweet honey.
Put it in mom's smile.
The mother in the festival is very happy.
Happy mother, I love you.
You are the forever young river in my life.
I am a happy little fish.
Singing in the mother's waves
I will go to my mother's heart on Mother's Day.
Brush away the sadness for her
Plant an oasis in her heart.
burst with vitality
The rippling spring tide
The last season of Mother's Day Poetry 13 is destined to be a season of tears.
Only with a yearning heart, raising the countryside.
To find the melody of childhood running.
So you can hear the songs of rape blossoms.
Only keep a persistent starry sky.
My poems can sit till midnight.
I have a love in my heart.
Talk until midnight
The greatest happiness in my life.
It is the right of maternal love.
I have the greatest happiness in my life.
Read affectionate colors
I am immersed in the local scenery again and again.
Nature is a quiet and soothing serenade.
Naked, snuggling up to each other
Sunrise along my dream wall.
Walk calmly on the horizon.
Walk through my mind
But I can't get my desire for white hair.
It's even more ridiculous than my yearning for Qingshan.
When I walked into my father's powerful soul
I am crawling on the singing mother river.
I found the wind of thought, and the palm of the wind is spring.
Stop behind time like a mountain.
Hungry hemp rope
Swallow the silent winter and sunset
I am singing a familiar song on the green leaves.
My mother's deep eyes are waving to me.
The night wind is full of mother's sweat.
Write down the depth and length of time.
Turn around on the yellow manuscript paper.
Mother's Day Poetry 14 May the fragrance and fragrance haunt your life.
May my silvery laughter fill your brow.
May all my blessings rub into your heart.
A green leaf is full of its friendship with the roots.
An ode condensed my love for you.
Let the flowers in your heart bloom like clouds.
Let the fragrance accompany you through the long years.
Pursuing the mystery of life
Explore the magic of the world
Mother is a high mountain.
All inclusive
Feed us to grow.
Enhance our physical and mental health.
Mother is a touching song.
Take us around the world
With her beautiful tune
Singing the history of the motherland
Mother is a spring breeze person.
Blow away everything in the world
Yingying's footsteps
Brought great vitality.
Mother is a spring rain.
Moisturize everything on the earth.
Ah! mother
I love you, you are my eternal love, and your greatness condenses my flesh and blood.
Mother's Day Poetry in an Old Photo 15
Two black twist braids, reflecting.
A beautiful young face.
I love you, young and beautiful.
I like your clear eyes very much.
I love your smiling face.
I like your charm.
Do housework and prepare meals.
Work in the fields and teach us.
Every day and every year
Until today, it has not stopped.
I love you, you work so hard.
I love you very much, Bodhisattva.
I love you very much. I love your tolerance.
I love everything you have given me.
Now, your head is gray
I haven't told you that I love you.
But I know very well
I love your deep wrinkles and drooping corners of your mouth.
I like your face with age spots.
I love your eyes with eye diseases.
I love your hands covered with thick cocoons.
I love your waist that is no longer straight.
Say those three words.
Can't represent my love
My love for you is always in my heart.