"When I was a child, my father was a mountain and I was a bird in the forest." Who knows the title of this poem? Is it Bing Xin?

& lt love > author Wang

Seeing my father when I was a child

Father is a mountain.

I am a bird in the forest.

Birds can never live without the influence of mountains.

See your mother in childhood.

Mother is a blue lake.

I am a fish.

Fish can never leave the embrace of the lake.

The mountains give me a strong character.

The lake gave me water laughter.

The mountains have evolved my flying feathers.

The lake shed all the scales when I swam.

Don't go to see your father until you are an adult.

Father became a forest in the mountains.

I am tall and straight, straight into a mountain.

Mountains can never repay the kindness of forests.

Don't go to see your mother until you are an adult

Mother became a weed in the lake.

I am a lake.

Aquatic plants will always cover the waves of the lake.

& lt Shu Ting's "Mother"

Your pale fingertips touch my temple.

I can't help acting like a child.

Hold on to your skirt

Ah, mom.

In order to keep your fading figure

Although the morning light has cut the dream into smoke.

I still dare not open my eyes for a long time.

I still cherish that bright red scarf.

Afraid that cleaning will make it

Lose your unique warmth

Ah, mom.

Isn't the running water of the years just as ruthless?

I'm afraid the memory will fade, too.

How dare I open its screen easily?

I cried to you for a thorn.

Now I'm wearing a Jing Guan, and I dare not.

I dare not moan.

Ah, mom.

I often look up at your photos sadly.

Even if the call can penetrate the loess

How dare I disturb your sleep?

I dare not show the sacrifice of love like this.

Although I have written many songs.

For flowers, for the sea, for the dawn.

Ah, mom.

My sweet, soft and deep memory.

Not a torrent, not a waterfall.

It's a dry well, and it can't sing under the shade of flowers and trees.