Birthday begins with crying.
The world will create a day that will never be forgotten.
This day is unparalleled.
Soft candlelight
Cheerful singing
fresh flowers in bright colours
Beautiful blessing
Desserts and delicious food
That day is better than the spring you spent.
Pleasure permeates the pores.
Homesickness in the blood.
Years rise and fall.
Life is full of ups and downs.
Gain and loss step by step.
Success or failure once and for all.
Birthday mood is not always there.
Since ordinary, don't pray deliberately.
Grasp yourself, every day is a happy birthday.
The second child's birthday
Mother's painful day
Every year comes as scheduled.
I once said to my mother
Young
What birthday is it today?
Damn it, I forgot my birthday.
I don't remember what year it was.
My brother told me.
There are two days to remember.
One is mother's birthday.
One is dad's birthday.
Since then, I have never forgotten it.
In my life,
These two unforgettable days
until one day
The kind father left us.
In my memory
More caring memories.
This year, it's mom again.
The day before my birthday.
Arouse sleeping memories.
Tomorrow is your birthday, son.
Listen to mother's call
I felt a pang of sadness.
Damn it, it's crazy.
But no more high-profile
I promised.
Mom, I know.
At this time, I don't want to forget my birthday.
Just want to, in the future.
Many, many years.
The day before my birthday.
The memory of a mother's son
Article 3 Birthday 1
It is the spring of maternal love.
The soul in full bloom
Is it the mother? The gates of hell? Fight to the death
The first baby crying
It's the sweat from my mother.
Tears of relief
That's mother's bright red blood.
Moisturizes the freshness of life
Mother's tired smile
Showing four seasons in full bloom.
And my open season.
Today is Mother's Good Friday.
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Birthday candle overflowed my eyes.
Rattan winding
Counting the days of the stars
Birthday candlelight gurgled like a spring.
Warmed the time
Attachment infiltration into bone marrow
Who nourished me?
Filled with my wings
Melt my wings.
Wrinkles drag mother to aging.
I fly in the sky.
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Birthday is my mother's eternal desire.
Birthday is the first ray of sunshine that illuminates blessings in the morning.
Birthday is the joy and vicissitudes hidden under tears.
Birthday is the growth of life rings.
Miss's kiss wiped away the sadness in my heart.
Looking at the tears that mom cares about.
Light a birthday candle
Grateful to mother
I have grown up.
Today is my fourth birthday, which is almost the same as before.
Clear Wan Li, a few wisps of idle clouds appear and disappear in the blue sky.
Sunlight usually covers the earth.
People come and go in the street.
A group of leaves that used to be bright green.
Today, this land is covered with gold.
In the slow wind
The more distinguished.
Today is my birthday.
45 years old
A point defined as the middle line between being puzzled and knowing the destiny.
Suddenly I feel young.
Weak and helpless
Perception time has passed without a trace.
Dramatically remove this delicate cake cage.
I'm afraid this is the only flower hair left!
Lovers and children light candles as usual.
Happy birthday to you gently.
Yes
Too soon, too soon.
Happy birthday, happy birthday!
I haven't had time to tell the taste of that chocolate in my mouth.
I haven't had time to throw away the sweetness in my heart.
It's the time.
Go ...
Hatred, or sadness
My fifth birthday is about my mother's initial joy and pain.
It's been a long time, using the past tense.
About my birth: vulnerability
It's easy to prick your hand, and mom treats it like a work of art.
Today is my middle-aged birthday.
I don't want to mention the round shape of my birthday eggs when I was a child.
Like the fifteenth, it always corresponds to the lack of the first grade.
I don't want to mention the sweetness of youth birthday cake.
Blindly sweet always corresponds to blindly bitter.
And a bowl of longevity noodles will soon be made in my middle age.
Feed yourself. At that time, I hoped there was nothing.
Void, including the mother in the world.
Sixth birthday, a year, a month, a day.
The day when the world accepted me.
Because of mother's smile and blood
It seems to be making sense.
Why remember and celebrate?
Mother endured several days of pain and sweat.
The day of life and death struggle
Why let
Should not add chaos to the world's life.
Born happily in the struggle between life and death
Prolonging the pain that human beings should not have.
Why are you crying?
Come into this world crying.
Finally, I left in tears.
Why?
Suck up the last drop of breast milk
Fly out of the elegant eaves
Submerged in worldly sufferings
But I don't know my mother.
With a persistent desire
I've been worried for decades.
Never let go
When one day,
Touch and shake this persistent concern.
Stumbling home in the dark
Full of pain
Mom, will you do it again
Bitter tears flowed down the eaves.
Mom, why did you give birth to me?
Let me go back to my unborn uterus.
Let it never happen.
Let the cries of life and death never happen.
Cancel a life-and-death hemorrhage
Cancel this, and let you worry for the rest of your life.
I shouldn't have messed up the life of the world for you.
Cancel the life that this world should not have.
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