Selected Poems on Motherly Love Part I: Motherly Love Like a Dream Author: Water Crossing the River
I once dreamed.
The only time I dreamed of your strange figure.
If I hadn't heard you say
It's been more than twenty years this time.
I still can't believe it.
We can finally meet in our dreams.
The tears that night were painful.
The dream that night was a surprise.
We call in our dreams.
stare
But you can't give each other a warm hug.
There seems to be an impassable river in the middle.
scold
Mom, you've come a long way.
I walked a long way, too.
Mine flew away.
Just for your smile to bloom brilliantly on April 4th.
Mom? I love you
These five words
I cried sadly in my heart for more than twenty years.
If you know anything in Jiuquan,
Then please pay attention to your son's spring.
Collection of Prose Poems Praising Motherly Love Part II: Motherly Love is the Eternal Root Author: Poet, Wandering
Don't make mom angry because of fun again.
Behind a big tree, there is a window from home.
The crescent moon can't chew the taste of maternal love.
Bow your head in time to see the maternal love of ants.
How to get there
How wonderful
It can shine even in a hurry.
It's time to raise your head.
Warm your heart with the hair in the wind.
Teach your legs to be smart.
A village that makes no mistakes.
Instructions and sticks are not as good as gentle hands.
When I was young, I learned to refine the essence of maternal love.
Singing in the middle of the night can make people emotional.
Not as light and heavy as the footsteps at midnight.
Motherly love is your concern when you are on the road.
Feet when walking the world
Hometown on the left and city on the right.
When maternal love becomes the third foot
There is always a clear ear in the lock field of years.
Always talk about maternal love.
Put it after dinner.
Flowing between lines
Let the newspaper reach your heart at any time.
Even if it is old, it is
deepest
root
Selected poems on maternal love Part III: The Light of Maternal Love Author: Gu
There is a kind of love.
Even if you're still in the womb.
It's ok
Love you deeply
There is a kind of love.
No need for gorgeous confession
But you still believe that this is true love.
There is a kind of love.
No racial color.
Its light
Shine inside and outside the universe
Mother's love
From the first breast feeding.
you must
Never forget.
Mother's love
As simple as cabbage
Its charm
Deep in the ocean.
Mother's love
Even though it's gone.
You're still
Feel its existence
Prose poetry collection praising maternal love Part IV: Wandering maternal love Author: Little Wolf
The heart is flying in the long night.
Eyes awakened by dreams are dripping with raindrops.
Fallen Woods and blocks
A child is watching you from a distance under the eaves.
Children's eyes are like arrows.
The moment that penetrates your heart
You feel so cold.
Drifting tastes like a bird without a nest.
You hate that tempting spring.
Because of this temptation
You left the familiar Tunluo and
Beloved child
Never look back all night
Motherly love is painful.
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