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.
Be grateful
-Dedicated to all tea lovers.
You read it.
My sour language
Sincere comments
Warmer than this warm late spring.
You come to comfort me
My aching love
Thoughtful blessing.
Much like the prayer of an angel in my dream.
How do you want me to be grateful, grateful?
This deep affection
Like a glass of wine.
Didi moistens my dry heart.
Like a touch of green.
Slowly cover my hot and dry desire
Refresh-"You have new messages"
The heart beats faster and heats up again.
I wonder if it is the help of an old friend.
Or a compliment from a new friend?
Oh, either one will be fine.
If you don't fall, you won't get up again.
Without falling, there is no leap again.
At the moment, I knocked on the keyboard.
A word crossed my mind, a word.
Or the word "hand" of encouragement, warmth or expectation.
Guess behind the warmth of that sentence
What sincere eyes and feelings you should have.
what can I do for you? What can I do to repay you?
my dear friend
A melancholy room
Click on a touching name at will.
Gently open a happy or sad story.
Tears burst in the eyes.
The song of the bottom of my heart kebab
That bird
Dedicated to mother
The bird hovered in the air.
You know, she doesn't know what danger is, but
She knows what hunger means.
Fate said to her that day, "You must listen to me in the future!" " "
She didn't ask why she didn't know what fate was.
The bird hovered in the air.
It seems that she can only do this. Only she knows the reason.
She has never crossed this mountain before.
Because she didn't know the point of going there before.
Now she knows.
Is there a bay of thirsty water over there?
Oh, she doesn't know. She doesn't know what hope is.
All she knows is that there are imaginary possibilities over there
The bird stops in a tree over there.
Suddenly a leaf fell heavily on her.
She shook it hard and walked back in her own direction.
That leap became eternity.
At this point, the memory has already become a memory.
The bird hovered in midair.
draw/pump water
She is drawing water.
Two old wooden barrels
pat
Plump buttocks
Distant light
Can't shine
oneself
senile
She is my mother.
Severe arthritis
Order her
Can only stand
Every day is like this
draw water from a well
Nourish me
Sinomenium in vivo
If there ever comes a day when
She stopped.
It must be because of me.
Go far away. ...
Thanksgiving Day
I don't want to study the origin of Thanksgiving.
I just feel that this name is full of warmth.
Even though Thanksgiving has lost its original meaning.
I also want to tell you how I really feel.
Thank my mother for giving me life.
Shelter me from the wind and rain in those difficult years
Bake me warm cotton-padded clothes in the winter morning.
Drive away mosquitoes and flies for me on a hot night.
Thank my father for giving me courage.
In my life, I am at a lost crossroads.
It was you who showed me the direction of my life.
Helped me polish my misty eyes on the way forward.
Thank my partner for giving me love.
Accompany me through the ups and downs of life.
Despite the rapids and rapids
Life will be more wonderful and beautiful with you.
I thank my children for giving me hope.
In the days when my life ideal is difficult to realize.
I turned all my enthusiasm into motivation.
I expect you to step out of the shining footsteps of life.
I am grateful to the teacher for giving me wisdom.
In the campus where naughty children chase and fight.
My little progress and eyes eager for knowledge
It is inseparable from your efforts and enthusiastic praise.
Grateful friends gave me friendship.
In those days of youth and loneliness
It's a warm current from your hand.
Gradually open the door of my closed heart
I am grateful that my motherland has given me peace and tranquility.
Look at those people displaced by the war.
My heart is full of gratitude and warmth.
I expect you to grow stronger and stand proudly among the nations of the world.
Thank the earth for giving me a place to live.
Witness the increasingly serious pollution and extremely deteriorating environment.
My heart is full of anxiety and sadness.
I hope more people will join hands to save the mother of mankind.
I am grateful to my friends for their selfless support.
Let me shoulder this heavy responsibility in fear.
I can't express my gratitude to you in words.
Only down-to-earth with you * * * to build a brilliant home.