Imitation 1:
When I was a child,
Maternal love was a bowl of warm glutinous rice balls
My mother watched quietly, and I enjoyed myself
In primary school,
Maternal love was a bright desk lamp
My mother peeled apples by the lamp, and I did my homework under the lamp
In middle school
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parody 2:
When I was a child, maternal love was a drop of milk
to fill my empty stomach
When I was a child, it was a cotton-padded jacket
When I grew up, it was a candle
and lit up my life journey
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I'm inside
My mother is outside
When I grow up,
Mother is a small umbrella
I'm inside
My mother is outside
Later,
Mother is a long telephone line
I'm here
My mother is there
Now
Mother is.