What are the beautiful poems of "praising the baby for half a year"?

May you, like a seed, bravely break through the sand, stick the green shoots out of the ground and point to the sky.

The moment you landed, you were like a gorgeous incarnation. My smile keeps rippling. Your crying and your laughing are the best feedback to me. I'm not afraid of being tired. ?

You have a pair of wings. Fly tenaciously, not convinced by the wind and rain; Fly sincerely, don't be intoxicated by sweet honey. Towards a clear goal, fly to a better life. ?

You are like that brook, starting from that high mountain peak, jumping and rushing all the way to the sea of life … May you be the wind with white sails; May you be a boat, breaking waves. Life smiles in front of you, take a brave step forward and embrace colorful life. Fly, fly! ?

May you quickly fade away your innocence and delicacy, raise the sail of creation, sail for maturity and sail for the Gold Coast. ?

The baby's hands are chubby, as if they had just been soaked in milk.