Poems thanking parents.

1, "Mom" Your pale fingertips care about my temple. I can't help holding on to your skirt like when I was a child. My mother tried to keep you from disappearing. Although the morning light has cut my dream into smoke, I still dare not open my eyes for a long time. I still cherish that bright red scarf, for fear that washing it will make it lose your unique warmth. The running water of my mother's years is as heartless as fear that my memory will fade. How dare I open its screen easily? I cried to you for a thorn. Now I wear a watch and dare not moan. Mom, I often look up at your photos sadly. Even if I call to penetrate the loess, how dare I disturb your sleep? I dare not show the sacrifice of love like this. Although I wrote many songs for flowers, the sea and the dawn, my sweet and tender memories are not a torrent. It's not a waterfall, but a dry well that can't sing under the shade of flowers and trees. 2. There is a saying that is the kindest and a phone call that is the most beautiful. There is one person who should be grateful most. She is "mother" and he is "father" Mother's hands are thick, and she gives her father a gentle touch. He gave my mother a straight back, and she spent her bright eyes. I gradually forgot to be moved and forgot to say thank you.