Poetry about mother

you

mother

I love you.

forever and always

In my heart

You are short but strong.

You are thin but diligent.

More than 20 years of ups and downs

You raised me.

Your rough hands are covered with delicious food.

Time will stain your face with inside information.

I really want to keep your youth and beauty for you.

Thick maternal love stops at the most beautiful scenery.

I am in a brightly lit university campus.

Mention this pen and write you into my eternal memory.

On the way to school, I tasted all the vicissitudes of the world.

Injured me, I am used to jumping into your warm harbor.

Thinking of your bow-like back, my tears will fall down unwillingly.

I am behind your concern and concern, and I am trying to be strong with my bed.

With great gratitude to you, I slowly waved to you.

Kiss your wrinkles, and I tell myself not to cry any more.

Your mother's line is the beacon of your son's life.

You taught me what is strong in a stormy life.

When I was 0/8 years old, I was wandering alone in a foreign land.

Your maternal love will accompany me all over the world.

I really want to eat your cooking and vegetables forever.

I really want to wear your cloth shoes forever

Looking out of the window, the night sky is full of stars.

I stole one for National Day.

The sheared blood dissolves in water.

An inseparable family relationship

I want to shout

Cherish forever.

Maternal love is endless.

I love you.

mother

you

Mom's favorite

Lyrics: dumb songs

( 1)

I liked a lot when I was young.

I like to ask how the mountains are green.

I like to ask how blue the sea is.

Whose firefly is that star?

Only mom said silly doll.

The mountain is green because there is hope.

The sea is dark blue because of its ideal.

The stars are the most beautiful eyes of the night god

I'll understand when I grow up.

Only one mother likes it.

Like her children can grow up in love.

A strong and practical life

Such love is rich love.

Green is above the green hills, and deep blue is above the sea.

(2)

I liked a lot when I was young.

I like to listen to the sound of the wind laughing.

I like listening to how the rain cries.

Why do clouds wander in the sky?

Only mom said silly doll.

The wind laughs because you are good.

The rain is crying because you are noisy.

White clouds and blue sky are the most beautiful home.

I'll understand when I grow up.

Only one mother likes it.

I like her children to be strong in pain.

Happiness and courage to face life

Such love is complete love.

Moisturizing than spring rain, warmer than spring breeze.

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All the glory and pride in the world come from mothers. (Gorky) Motherly love is a great flame. (romain rolland) There is one of the most beautiful voices in the world, and that is the mother's call. (Dante) 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. Everyone is a friend when you succeed. But only mother-she is a partner in failure. (Zheng Zhenduo) How intense, selfish and fanatical maternal love is, occupying our whole hearts. (Duncan)

My canoe (excerpt)

Gu Cheng

My canoe,

No rudder, no rope,

Floating in the world,

Floating in the world,

No rudder, no rope.

The wind, the wind of fate,

Mood swings,

Please bury me,

Or send it home,

Even fragments,

Even fragments. ......

I missed it,

Beautiful trestle;

I missed it,

A tearful lamp;

I missed it-

Mother under the lamp

Wish her good night,

Wish her good night,

Wish her good night!

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This is 4: 08 Beijing time.

This is 4: 08 Beijing time.

The sea of handspring;

This is 4: 08 Beijing time.

A magnificent whistle sounded.

The tall buildings of Beijing Railway Station,

Suddenly there was a violent shaking.

I looked out of the window in surprise,

I want to know what happened.

My heart suddenly hurts. it must be

Mother's buttoned needle and thread penetrated her heart.

At this time, my heart became a kite.

The kite string is in mother's hand.

The rope is too tight and will break.

I had to stick my head out of the window lattice of the carriage.

Before that, before that,

I realized what had happened.

-Wave goodbye,

It is necessary to take the station away;

Beijing is at my feet,

Has moved slowly.

I waved to Beijing again,

Trying to grab him by the collar,

Then shouted to her:

Always remember me, mom, Beijing!

Finally caught something,

No matter whose hand it is, he can't let go,

Because this is my Beijing,

This is my last trip to Beijing.

196865438+February 20th.

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Mom's favorite

Lyrics: dumb songs

( 1)

I liked a lot when I was young.

I like to ask how the mountains are green.

I like to ask how blue the sea is.

Whose firefly is that star?

Only mom said silly doll.

The mountain is green because there is hope.

The sea is dark blue because of its ideal.

The stars are the most beautiful eyes of the night god

I'll understand when I grow up.

Only one mother likes it.

Like her children can grow up in love.

A strong and practical life

Such love is rich love.

Green is above the green hills, and deep blue is above the sea.

(2)

I liked a lot when I was young.

I like to listen to the sound of the wind laughing.

I like listening to how the rain cries.

Why do clouds wander in the sky?

Only mom said silly doll.

The wind laughs because you are good.

The rain is crying because you are noisy.

White clouds and blue sky are the most beautiful home.

I'll understand when I grow up.

Only one mother likes it.

I like her children to be strong in pain.

Happiness and courage to face life

Such love is complete love.

Moisturizing than spring rain, warmer than spring breeze.