Poetry of courtship and gratitude

1.

Mom, when you get old.

When you fall.

I will hold your hand tightly.

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Mom, when you get old.

You got your clothes dirty when you were eating.

I'm going to take your bowl

Feed you one bite at a time.

Just like when you fed me.

Mom, when you get old.

Comb your silver hair.

When your hands are shaking

I'll comb your hair.

Mom, although you are old.

But your golden heart will shine forever.

When your black hair turns into white hair

When your actions become slow. ...

I will still love you, mom!

2.

When you are old.

The crow's feet in the corner of your eyes will write down your youth.

In your golden heart

Filled my back.

When you are old.

Pale hair will record my childhood smile.

Look at your weak hands

Write a love note for me.

Your warm smile

Will be engraved in my mind forever.

Let me cut the moon off the bed.

Wrap my deep thoughts for you.

Let me kiss your cheek affectionately.

Wipe away the tears you have worked so hard for me. ...