Modern poetry about remembering mother 1
night falls
Covering the whole sky
Towering buildings
Wear clouds like fog to hide flowers.
Light up a damn neon light.
On the wet street
Splash water droplets
Perforated flowers on the vamp
But it's burnt again
On the white zebra crossing
The little girl held her mother's hand.
Step forward
tread lightly
pond
Modern poetry about remembering mother II
In this world, only mother is good.
A child with a mother is like a treasure.
If you never get old
I want to snuggle in your arms all the time!
Describe your present old age in silence.
I remember more about the little cotton-padded jacket you sewed yourself.
You haven't been knocked down by hard conditions.
Build my childhood castle
I like your jiaozi best.
Who can smell that smell again?
I'm like a newly hatched bird.
You feed me until I am full of feathers.
The hard work you raised.
Only children know.
I tried to be a good boy.
Be sure to be the pride of your future.
Now you've got your reward.
I'm your back.
Wash feet every day.
Accompany you to the old age. . .
In this world, only mother is good.
A child without a mother is like a grass.
If I can find you,
I just hope you can give me more hugs.
The grace of fertility is beyond words.
Why do I always look for you when I open my eyes?
Where are you hiding in this world?
I just hope you can make me a new schoolbag.
I ate the rice cake made by my mother next door.
I can't smell my mother.
My eyes are full of tears.
I just want you to wipe it off for me
I grew up in an environment full of troubles.
Even the little friends know.
My desire is monotonous.
Just fantasizing about finding you.
In this world, only mother is good.
Throw yourself into your mother's arms
Countless prayers
I finally saw your smile in my dream. . .