Mom, mom, when I miss you-written on my mother's centenary birthday (poem)

Author: Bai Xiaowen (Taibai Xiao Chun)

Mom, mom.

When I think of you,

The seasons will change.

After winter and summer

Sleepless spring and autumn

blossom and fall of flowers

Sudden wind and rain

Look at the night sky

Count you in.

Seven stars Beidou

Which one?

It's your flashing eyes

Which cloud haunts you?

A ray of light hung from the treetops.

The moon is like a hook.

Mom, mom.

When I think of you,

The 30-year-old jiaozi is not ripe yet.

You're sitting with a pimp

Put some sesame sauce on it.

Vinegar soy sauce

A plate of peanuts

Water the juice fish.

Braised pork ribs

Write a big cake.

Celebrate your birthday.

also

Have children and grandchildren.

Candlelight and wine

Mom, mom.

When I think of you,

have only

There are only empty rocking chairs

The scooter suddenly turned back.

The crutches around you

Comb and bald head

I am an unknown grass.

A lonely afternoon

Outside the window is a leaden sky.

Swallows fly in

Fly away again

Sing a childhood song

For years.

Mom, mom.

When I think of you,

Clivia on the balcony

Damulan

Wait quietly

you seem

Still watering the flowers

Sow tenderness

Peach blossoms are in the yard.

It's weeping willows

late spring

Mom, mom.

When I think of you,

You fold clothes for your son.

Cann't pack

thin and weak

Deformed hand

suture

Light a lamp and boil oil.

Work hard all your life

Broken heart

Mom, mom.

When I think of you,

Remember the porridge I cooked for you at breakfast?

a dish

Bangwotou

chair

Together with you

Stay married forever

Mom, mom.

When I think of you,

Where do you watch TV?

This is the legend of the little swallow

Your favorite

Daily possession

Sometimes good and sometimes bad; Ups and downs

Make you smile

Let you worry.

A tortuous plot

Let you enjoy it.

chatter without stop

Mom, mom.

When I think of you,

Holding you in the park

ramble

It's a ripple by the lotus pond.

Wrinkled by the wind

This is the spring of butterflies.

Swinging greetings

Mom, mom.

When I think of you,

A swan

Pass through ludang

Bleak late autumn

It snows in Lu Hua.

Colored silk cotton

A lingering homesickness

Everything has become a curtain of dreams.

Looking back into the distance

Mom, mom.

When I think of you,

It's Changchun.

This is a long stream of water.

Foggy and rainy

Dongfeng Xiao Lou

Garden of Eden

Fangcaopang

Nianhua cardamom

alley

Outside the hedge wall

Haitang is still there.

Mom, mom.

When I think of you,

A hundred years of vicissitudes

Romance between the sun and the moon

You are the son and daughter of the party.

Persistent persistence

You came back from the battlefield.

Behind the smoke

It's flower of life.

Blooming branches

also

The fragrance of the garden

Ripple at the crossroads

Mom, mom.

When I think of you,

Turn over an old photo album.

Yellowing photos

It's been dusty for too long

The oars swayed in the galaxy.

Floating boat

Yunhaizhong

Pick a bunch of hyacinthus orientalis.

Gorgeous bed

Mom, mom.

When I think of you,

It's the sunset that covers you

Folded pile foundation

Pale forehead

Think more.

How I want to unload you.

Basket of Time on the Shoulder

Restore sb.' s enthusiasm

shopping basket

Full of time

Narrow mesh bag

Mom, mom.

When I think of you,

The days there

I hope you don't feel sad.

Lonely smog in the desert

The sunset of the long river

Planting acacia

Populus euphratica red willow

Wipe away my sad tears

Because when my eyebrows drive it away

I remember again.

202 1 February

About the author: Bai Xiaowen, pen name Taibai Xiao Chun, male, born in 1958, graduated from middle school in 1976, went to the countryside to join the army in the same year, 1978 entered the Military Medical College, and worked as a doctor after graduation. He jumped ship at 1986 and continued to engage in medical work. 1996 retired due to work-related injuries and visual impairment. He loves life very much. He has published many poems, essays and other works in many micro-journals, paper magazines and major media websites and platforms, and won many honors such as trophies, medals, medals and certificates. On the eve of the National Day on 20 19, I was interviewed by the 11th special program of Shenyang TV News Channel. At present, I can't type because of my eyesight. All my works are converted from voice to text on my mobile phone, and then I ask others to edit them.

Motto: There is no best, only better. Only those who dare to climb can reach the peak of glory on the rugged mountain road.

Life motto:

Human life is precious. When you look back, you won't regret your mediocrity.

I'm not ashamed of wasting my life.

Idols: Paul, Tayu Lo.