Poems praising mother had better be beautiful.

First of all, the wanderer sang the thread in the hands of Tang Mengjiao's kind mother and made clothes for her wayward boy's body. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? Oh, Mother Author: Shu Ting, your pale fingertips are touching my temple. I can't help holding on to your skirt like when I was a child. My mother tried to keep your disappearing figure. 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. My mother's years are as ruthless as the running water, fearing 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 for penetrating the loess, how dare I disturb your sleep? I dare not show the sacrifice of love like this. Although I have written many songs for flowers, the sea and the dawn, my sweet and profound memory, mother, is not a torrent, not a waterfall, but a dry well that can't be sung among flowers and trees. 3. Paper boat-for mom Author: Bing Xin never gives up a piece of paper, keeps it, folds it into a boat and throws it into the sea! Some were blown into the window of the ship by the wind, and some were wet by the waves and stuck to the bow. I still don't give up and fold every day. I always hope that a place can only flow where I want it to go. Mom, if you see a white boat in your dream, don't be surprised that it dreams for no reason; This is my beloved daughter with tears in her eyes. Wanshui Qian Shan, please bring her love and sorrow home. All the glory and pride in the world come from mothers. (Gorky) Motherly love is a great flame. (romain rolland) There is a most beautiful voice in the world, and that is the call of mother (Dante) Mom, where you are, there is the happiest place (England). A loving mother's arm is made of love. How can a child sleep in it without sweetness? (Hugo) The sweetest word a person's lips can utter is mother, and the best call is "mother" (Ji Bolun) Motherly love is the greatest power in the world (Mill) Everything else in the world is fake and empty, and only mother is real, eternal and immortal. (India) How intense, selfish and fanatical maternal love is, occupying the feelings of our whole soul. (Duncan) In a child's mouth and heart, the mother is God. (British) How similar mothers all over the world are! Their hearts are always the same. Every mother has a very pure heart. (Whitman) Women are fragile, but mothers are strong (France). Without the help of selfless maternal love, the child's mind will be a desert. (UK)