If I were a lonely boat,
Mother, like a bright light in Wang Yang, stands quietly.
If I were a flower bud,
Mother is like the rain and dew in the morning, silently moistening.
If I were a fish,
Mother is like a stream in a mountain stream, quietly feeding me.
If I were a kite,
Mother is like a long line in the wind and rain, gently pulling.
If I were a bamboo shoot in spring,
Mother is like the beautiful sunshine in early spring, shining warmly.
If I were a seedling,
Mother, like fertile soil in the field, is deeply cultivated.
Gratitude poem 2 "Grateful Heart"
Author: Cloud
We often go like this:
Pursue simplicity with a childlike heart.
Worship the light with a grateful heart.
Pacify reason with a calm heart.
Hit passion with a throbbing heart.
Because the world is beautiful.
If you fly, the sky is beautiful.
If you look forward to it, the future is beautiful.
If you are wronged, tears are beautiful.
If you love, it is beautiful to pay in advance.
The sound is beautiful and the color is beautiful.
There are many beautiful things and beautiful processes.
If some beautiful words can make the world a better place.
We will not be stingy with our language and feelings.
Learn to praise and learn to tolerate.
Learn to give and learn to be sincere.
Even in the face of setbacks and shortcomings.
Face the pain in your heart.
Thanksgiving poem 3 "Be grateful"
Author: bluebirds fly across the sky
I appreciate it.
I can finally accompany you.
Complete this journey
yesterday
Embracing the sky is like dreaming.
cannot reach
I endured the scorching sun.
imagine
a cup of coffee
Patterns splashed on snowflakes
mood
Like the take-off and landing of an airplane.
Some weightlessness
feel
Better than the performance in "Drunk House"
More real
Maybe from now on.
My concern
It will be like a passenger plane in a dense fog.
A little confused
But you're here
The stadium is right here
?