On Mother's Reciting Poems 1 I'm used to strutting and staring at the sky.
My temperament is also a bit stubborn and tenacious;
Even if the king and I face each other,
I won't lower my eyes.
But, mom, I want to be honest with you:
Although my self-esteem is very strong,
Once I reach your happy and enthusiastic side,
Often feel inferior and cringe.
You have noble energy that permeates everything,
Radiant, direct to the sun, the moon and the stars,
Is this energy secretly conquered me?
Looking back on the past really makes me feel blue.
I did a lot of wrong things and broke your heart.
Good love for my loving mother!
Mother recited poem 2. The violent rainstorm is devouring mother's rice fields.
Mother used wheat straw, corn straw, stone and weak body.
To stop the flood and the violent bleeding of mud and stones.
Mother is no match for the beast.
The flood knocked mother over in the field.
As soon as she turned over, her mother got up quickly.
Tear off the hat on your head and the shuttle coat on your body.
Throw your unkempt hair back casually.
Bend down and stick your thin hands in the mud.
One by one, one by one. ...
Throw the sediment out of the field
The storm is really fierce.
There is more and more sediment in the field.
Eat up the seedlings in the field bit by bit.
Mother is still doing nothing there.
Sweat and tears dripped in the fields.
Be swallowed up by sediment
Poem 3 recited by my mother, your pale fingertips caressed my temples,
I can't help acting like a child.
Hold your skirt tight.
Ah, mom,
In order to keep your drooping and hidden figure,
Although the morning light cuts dreams into smoke,
I still dare not open my eyes for a long time.
I still cherish that bright red scarf,
I'm afraid washing will do.
Lose your unique warmth.
Ah, mom,
Isn't the running water of the years just as ruthless?
I'm afraid my memory will disappear,
How dare I open its screen easily?
I cried out to you for a thorn,
I'm wearing a police uniform at the moment, 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 rest?
I dare not show the gift of love like this,
Although I have written many songs.
For flowers, for the sea, for the dawn.
Ah, mom,
My sweet, soft and profound commemoration,
Not rapids, not waterfalls,
It is an ancient well that can't sing among flowers and trees.
4. Who raised us?
It's mom!
The people who take care of us,
It's mom!
My good mother,
My dear mother,
I want to praise you!
When I was sick,
You take good care of me;
When I'm depressed,
You encouraged me;
When I succeed,
You will be proud of me;
When I'm in trouble,
You will help me.
You are an endless sea,
I am a small fish in the sea,
Wandering in your arms;
You are the vast sky,
I am a bird in the sky,
Fly in the chest;
You are a ray of warm sunshine,
I am a small sapling,
Moisten me.
But how much love does an inch of grass have,
Make three spring scenery.
Let me send you a bunch of flowers,
A bunch of bright flowers.
Let me send you a card,
A greeting card full of blessings.
To repay you!
Thank you!
Your love is higher than the mountain and deeper than the water!
I want to tell you,
I love you!
What kind of poem is the mother reciting?
The tenderness of blood is thicker than water.
Missing from Sichuan
Spread to the land of China
I broke my iron shoes.
Just to find you.
my dear mother
Every grain of dust in the world
Every stubborn stone
Mixed with my breath.
I traced it from the mountain to the seaside.
I once asked the wind.
I once asked Yun.
twenty years
Glorious years
How many children are still snuggling up?
Mother's arms
I have traveled all over China.
You should be proud of me, right?
my dear mother
Why did you leave home in the first place
my dear mother
If time goes back,
Are you still willing to leave?
Those poor fathers and sons
And then bear the stigma of abandoning her husband and children
I haven't said hello to you for a long time,
I didn't write to you, but don't let your heart
Doubt, this is what your son should do.
My deep love for you comes from my chest.
Disappear. Nothing like that stone,
Always rooted in the bottom of the water,
It will never leave its position, even if it is running water.
Sometimes with wind and waves, sometimes with soft waves through it.
It flows by, so people can't see it,
My love for you is so inseparable.
In my chest, despite the long river of life,
Sometimes I am hit by pain and roll violently.
Sometimes I am quietly touched by happiness,
Coverage and obstruction make it impossible.
It's better to show your face to the sun than to reflect around.
The returning sunshine is in front of your loving mother.
Let you see how much your son worships you.
On mother's recitation poem 7: Motherly love,
Mysterious appearance
Motherly love, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter.
Motherly love,
Lofty and great
Motherly love,
Infinite loyalty
Whether you are peaceful or uneasy.
Whether you fail or succeed,
mother love
You failed and succeeded.
mother love
everywhere
She,
Accompany you
Experiencing life is hers,
It was she who put the dragon and phoenix in the world.
Changhong, hold up the sky
Don't understand maternal love
You have lost the meaning of life.
Forget maternal love
High-ranking officials are generous, and the blood is cold and the body is weak.
A mother fell into poverty.
Why does one side miss peace?
Dot bright colors with our hands.
Measure overall prosperity with love.
Caring for mother is also the sublimation and purification of you and me.
Try to dry your tears for your mother and enjoy the splendor!
Standing at the height of the mother
Standing at the height of the mother
Emotional thinness
The wind in the hall
Can't say love through
mother
A thin text
With the ups and downs of the years.
Have symbolic meanings.
You need courage.
Looking up is a traditional vision.
The closer to the light source, the closer to perfection.
Mother stood on the front line of her hometown chopping rain.
Mom is by the water.
Let the water flow properly.
Finally imitated by the sea
Behind my mother.
Be submerged by wheat waves
Mother may be standing at the height of wheat.
Read The Walking of Mother Earth.
Approximate to a battle
It's hard to survive
Wandering but full of warmth
Typhoid fever often approaches late autumn.
Leaning against the tree, the leaves are falling.
The treetops are depicted as black.
Mom is always warm.
Walk in and out of oil painting
Finally shine brilliantly.
I can't imagine.
A warmth is condensed.
Will be torches.
If you stand at such a bright height.
What do we see?
On one side is a dark night.
On one side is the birth of happiness.
Mother's game
The baby is walking.
This must have something to do with a tree.
It must have something to do with your posture.
This has something to do with your position.
A recitation poem about mother. Mother, eternal melody.
Mom, an endless topic.
Mother, a kind and affectionate title.
Who set it-
The second Sunday of May every year.
Mother's day.
In May, the cold of late spring just receded.
In May, the hot early summer has just arrived.
Warm season
Comfortable season
Mother's warm season.
Let the great mother show her glory.
Let the hard-working mother relax for a day.
How can a selfless mother be willing to relax?
How can a busy mother have the heart to stop?
Did she take a minute off?
Has she ever been carefree?
No matter where his son goes, his mother's thoughts will follow him.
Mothers are always worried about their children.
Mother thinks about her grandchildren all the time.
Listen-
The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son.
Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.
Listen-
Grass and spring sunshine-parents' love for their children is like spring sunshine.
Kneel down and repay the debt.
Chori Chori Chupke Chupke
Motherly love and innocence
May mother's day-
Become a bell that awakens children to repay their kindness.
May children all over the world always remember-
As the old saying goes, "A son wants to be filial, but his relatives don't stay."
May all children in the world do their best to repay their mother's kindness.
I wish mom happiness.
Life is safe.
I love you, mom.
Because you gave me life.
Let me in the beautiful world
I saw the bright sun.
I love you, mom.
Because you make me happy.
Let me in my ignorant childhood
Carefree growth
I love you, mom.
Because you work hard for me,
I study hard.
I have grown up.
Because of my study, I can't be around you.
Salute you
The son is unfilial.
Mother's Day is here.
Your son is not with you.
My son is on his way to school.
My son is far away from you,
Mom, I love you,
forever and always
Read a poem about my mother 10 My mother is my fairy teacher.
She told me first.
My home comes from the distant horizon.
Mother is my earth.
She raised me.
My roots are connected with generations of loess souls.
Mother is my paradise.
She exercised me.
My road is in her dream.
mother
In fact, he is an ordinary cultivator.
She has never been to school and can't read.
She put the simplest facts
Put it in my skin
Be a loess man with a god on his head