Maternal love is the eternal theme of human beings.
We give it too many interpretations and too many connotations.
There is no soul-stirring historical epic, no shocking reversal of stormy waves, and a mother's love is like a spring rain, a clear song that moistens things silently for a long time.
Yu, a contemporary essayist, wrote in an article: "The starting point of all travelers is always to say goodbye to their mothers ... Their destination is the aging ... elderly people in their twilight years. It is impossible to cry for their mothers without moving people, and they cannot but cry for their return and wander."
Motherly love is the ultimate destination of wanderers and a clear spring that nourishes children's hearts. With the children sipping and sipping, it is endless. Therefore, the lingering maternal love is integrated into the children's laughter and tears.
Motherly love is like an idyll, deep and pure, elegant and light;
Motherly love is a landscape painting. Wash away the lead carving and leave it fresh and natural.
Motherly love is like a affectionate song, melodious and melodious, singing softly;
Motherly love is a warm wind, which blows away the snow and brings infinite spring.
Motherly love is a lifetime of laughter and a wandering yearning. Motherly love is the concern and anxiety of children before their sickbed. Motherly love is the ardent expectation of their children's growth.
Mother is a big ship.
Take us to the seaside.
Pursuing the mystery of life
Explore the magic of the world
Mother is a high mountain.
All inclusive
Feed us to grow.
Enhance our physical and mental health.
Mother is a touching song.
Take us around the world
With her beautiful tune
Singing the history of the motherland
Mother is a spring breeze person.
Blow away everything in the world
Yingying's footsteps
Brought great vitality.
Mother is a spring rain.
Moisturize everything on the earth.
Ah! mother
I love you, and you are my eternal love.
A mother who is always in pain and has been ill for a long time, appoints a ditch flow for five years. I was born weak and sour about life. Life is homeless, why is it steaming! "Words sad, sad, generous enough, moved the tears of the next century.
Kid! When you were very young,
I spent a lot of time,
Teach you to eat slowly with spoons and chopsticks;
Teach you to tie your shoelaces, button buttons and slide;
Teach you to dress, comb your hair and blow your nose.
These odds and ends,
How much I miss it,
So, when I can't remember or answer the phone,
Please give me some time to wait for me.
Let me think again.
Most likely, what to say at the end,
I forgot too.
Kid! You forget that we practiced hundreds of times,
The first doll song you just learned?
Do you remember that I always rack my brains every day?
To answer the sudden "why"?
So, I often tell that old story over and over again.
Humming the nursery rhymes of my childhood,
Understand me,
Let me continue to indulge in these memories!
I hope you can chat with me!
Son, now I often forget to button and tie my shoelaces. When I eat, I get dirty.
My hands will keep shaking when I comb my hair.
Don't push me,
Be more patient and gentle with me,
As long as you are with me, there will be a lot of warmth in my heart.
Kid!
Now I can't stand and walk.
So,
Please hold my hand tightly,
Follow me, slowly,
Just like in those days,
I will take you step by step.