The poem for mom is very simple.

Wandering sons, the thread in the hands of kind mother Meng Jiao, make clothes for her wayward son. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? "Yan's Showing Liu Sou" chose Bai Juyi and Si Er as the Youth Day, flying high with his mother. At that time, my parents thought that I should know today. In the Tenth Five-Year Plan, Wang Anshi put his mother in the ditch and left his home in the shade. When I heard about Du Yu in the moonlight, I was always worried about the North and the South. "Going home at the end of the year" Jiang Shiquan loves his son endlessly and is happy to go home. Cold clothes are needle and thread, and letters from home are ink stains. If you encounter pity, you will ask for it. I am ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh. Memories of Time Past Song Wuling Yun Yan Shu's book is broken. What do you hate in both places? The dream soul is not afraid of Chang 'an, and has borrowed the wind to ask for daily life several times. "Thinking of Mother" is full of respect and frost, the reed flowers are wet with tears, and the bald head has no dependence on Chai Fei. Last May, Huang Meiyu Zeng Dian returned to his hometown as a cassock. "In Memory of Mother" Ni Ruilong's river is too wide to sail, and I wonder if it is near. When I am in the dark, I am afraid I will cry more! My mother is like a bright light in the dark. When I lose my way, she will guide me to the light. My mother is like the bright moon on an autumn night. When I am lonely and helpless, she will accompany me and give me full confidence. My mother is busy for me all day, tireless, and has no regrets. On this annual Mother's Day, I want to say thank you! Me. . Got it. . Duojia Me. . Personal. . chat