Mom,
The wind and rain in the sky are coming;
The bird hides in its nest;
The storm in my heart is coming,
I hid in my mother's arms.
The corn is ripe. mother
Ants are crawling all over every corner.
-This is the mother's finger.
Corn yellow into poetry
Mother is a miserable poet.
The season of reincarnation
Sweat and finished sweat products
Same as the lifeline price.
Years and faces
There is no carving of the scenery outside the mountain
Mother silently.
only
To discredit the originally indifferent tranquility.
mother
Looking at the fields alone
I'm thinking about my mother.
Mother is the best crop in the field.
A pear tree, to be exact.
The day after my father left.
Family ties turned yellow in the stubble field.
Strange weeds abandoned their homes.
The rainy season wet one dream after another.
Mother stood stubbornly in the garden.
My feet are deeply immersed in the loess.
A thin body in the wind and rain
Hold a heart all your life.
Time drives the seasons.
Time is engraved with annual rings.
The autumn wind passed by.
Kill my mother's life
I'm used to wandering around, wandering around
Every time I come home,
Tell my mother something far away.
She always listens carefully.
She couldn't bear to interrupt me.
every time
My eyes are always full of tears.
To mother.
Shake your light fingers in summer.
Start your beautiful festival.
Women's pride is fleeting.
The baby should be Yaotai Yu Xiang bone.
The voice of blessing is slowly rippling in the boundless sea.
You made me believe
Life is faint and fragrant.
Riyue Yiqiong Lou Qing Pill
Happy Zhu Yan Ye Xiang Lan
Stare with a happy low eyebrow.
Mom told me.
Don't forget to smile.
But we sigh
The nothingness of seventeen-year-old love
We sigh
People trapped in it
The rest is wasted years.
It's a broken, unbound heart.
however
Our place
Fairy tales that are constantly being written
Autumn fairy tales
In my mother's heart
No matter how good the moonlight is, it will inevitably bring some desolation.
Our purity
It's just a book of memories.
I'm glad I can use it.
What mom didn't understand froze her thoughts.
then
let go
Feel the life given by mother.
That hand, that face
I tried to change the space I missed.
But I am
Just wandering at the tip of love
at present
I learned to draw closer with my thoughts.
Create motivation with your heart
Today's wish
Is to make mom's beautiful eyes
Spread the happiest smile in a thousand years.
Is to let that string of snow-covered goodbye
Re-appear
An oath blocked by a door
recur
mother
When it's cold
Think about mom.
Mom is not afraid of the cold.
The mother is afraid that the child will be cold.
Winter is coming.
Mother is wearing thin clothes.
Children sewing
Some warm cotton-padded clothes
Mom's hands are red.
Mom's lips are purple.
Mother always said
Not cold
Mother never goes near the stove.
The children gathered around the stove.
Mothers surround their children.
In childhood
I can't figure it out
at present
grow up
Only then did I know.
Mom is really not afraid of the cold.
I'm afraid my child is cold.
Write to mother
who is it?
who is it?
Put your hair
Become as white as frost
who is it?
who is it?
Put the vicissitudes of the world
Write all over your face
My wandering footprints
Walking on a strange road
Your tears
Also began to flow quietly.
The pace of my long journey
travel around the world
my heart
Wandering around you forever.
mother
Your tears are my sadness.
Your smile is my comfort.
Your love
Is the warmest language.
Makes me strong.
Your arm
It is the largest seaport.
Let me coquetry
I'm the one you can't leave behind
You are my eternal attachment in my heart.
Mom-you are the hometown of my life.
Night * Moon * Mother
The depth of the night
Pour endlessly
Drowned the noise of youth
The moon is bright.
Dirted by the quiet earth.
Complaining about customers' dreams
But a little soft and comfortable.
Catch the shadows of trees in the moonlight.
oneself
But first there was a mottled drunkenness.
Any soft heart
The breeze is blowing gently.
A soft heart was blown away.
Dust falling on memory.
Go back to the farmhouse with my mother and childhood.
Mother's delighted smile
Be permeated with kindness and happiness.
That's because of the wanderers in the distance.
return
Mother's delighted kindness and smile
Gradually spread
be unresolved/unsettled
Become full of heaven and earth
Bright moon
As the night deepens.
A poem for mother
Mom, for a long time
I just want to write a poem for you.
But I wrote it many times.
I haven't written it yet
Mom, I wrote this poem for you.
I don't know how to start.
I don't know how to end it.
I don't know what to write.
It's like slapping you hard when you were a child.
I don't know whether to accept it bravely.
Or should I choose to escape?
Mom, I thought of you again tonight.
I decided to write a poem for you.
Even if it's not well written
Even if you are far from home.
Never read ...
Mom, if you see a small white boat in your dream,
Don't be surprised that he dreams for no reason.
This was folded by your beloved daughter in tears.
Wan Shui Qian Shan begged him to take her love and sorrow home.
-Bing Xin
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.
-Shu Ting
Mother is as humble as moss,
Solemn as the morning light,
As soft as the voice of Jiangnan,
Hard as a thousand years of cold jade,
When I raised my eyes,
She is Hao Yue:
When I looked down,
She is a vast land.
-Love
( 1)
Your greatness has condensed my flesh and blood.
Your greatness has shaped my soul
Your life is a journey of love
You use beautiful annual rings
Weave calendars with fragrant ink.
I spend every year in your love.
Play with your shoulders and knees.
(2)
You are a big tree.
Spring depends on your fantasy.
Summer depends on your prosperity.
Autumn depends on your maturity.
Rely on your meditation in winter
Your tall and wide crown ~
Let the fields never be barren.
Mom, you gave me life.
You are the land where I grew up.
(3) Male: 5
When you are sad, you will be comforted.
When you are depressed, you hope.
When you are weak, you are strength.
Take shelter from the wind and rain in your little bay
You have broadened my horizons.
You are my best friend forever and the driving force of life.
(4) 。
You lean over and guard with love and caution.
You show your clever mind to your heart's content
Your exuberant energy and bright smile.
Your boiling blood keeps flowing.
(5) 94
Let me immerse myself in your joy.
Let me enjoy your warmth.
Let me be intoxicated in your arms
Let me snuggle up in your arms
(6)'
There are faint poems in the long clouds.
There is continuous love in a faint poem.
There is affection in constant love.
Affectionate and meaningful.
(7) yLl
If mother is rain, then I am a rainbow after rain.
If my mother is the moon, then I am the star holding the moon.
Mother is the foundation of my growth.
I am my mother's ideal fruit.
(8) m~\b
When I grow up, my mother's black hair is like a maple leaf.
The frost sparkled with silver stars.
I deeply kissed the traces of those years j)'
Give you my heart.
(9) y
May fragrance and mellow fragrance haunt your life.
May my silvery laughter fill your brow.
May all my blessings rub into your heart.
A green leaf is full of its friendship with the roots.
An ode condensed my love for you. "
Let the flowers in your heart bloom like clouds.
Let the fragrance accompany you through the long years.