Starting from my mother's ill-fitting cotton-padded clothes, I have gradually felt that my mother's worries are increasing and growing. I remember when I was in college, in winter, my second brother went to see me at school and brought me cotton trousers sewn by my mother, but they were fat and big. It turns out that my mother can't remember the size of my pants. The part that should have been nested back was stretched out and sewed. Therefore, the pants are also fat. I took the cotton trousers apart in my spare time, cut them with scissors and sewed them again before putting them on.
When you were/kloc-0 years old, she fed you and bathed you. In return, you cried all night.
When you were 3 years old, she lovingly cooked for you. In return, you threw a dish she cooked on the floor.
When you were 4 years old, she bought you colored pens. In return, you covered the walls and the dining table.
When you were 5 years old, she bought you beautiful and expensive clothes. In return, you put on your clothes and went to a nearby mud pit to play.
When you were 7 years old, she bought you a ball. In return, you threw it into your neighbor's window.
When you were 9 years old, she paid you a large sum of money to tutor the piano. In return, you often missed classes and never practiced.
When you were 1 1 years old, she sent you and your friends to the cinema, and you sat her in the other row.
When you 13 years old, she suggested that you get a haircut, but you said that she didn't know what a fashionable hairstyle was.
When you 14 years old, she paid you a month's camping fee, and you didn't call her.
When you 15 years old, she came home and wanted to give you a hug, and you put the door on it.
When you 17 years old, she was waiting for an important phone call. You waited all night with the phone.
When you 18 years old, she was moved to tears because you graduated from high school, but you stayed with friends until dawn.
When you 19 years old, she paid your college tuition and sent you to school on the first day. You let her get off at a place far from the school gate, for fear that her friends would see you lose face.
When you were 20 years old, she asked you, "Where have you been all day?" You replied, "I don't want to be like you."
When you were 23 years old, she bought you furniture to decorate your new home. You told your friends that the furniture she bought was really poor.
When you were 30 years old, she gave you advice on how to take care of the baby. You said, "Mom, times are different now."
When you were 50 years old, she was often ill and needed your care. Instead, you are reading a book about parents leaving their children's homes.
One day, she died. Suddenly you remember all the things you have never done, and they beat your heart like hammers.
Bathing and dressing us, walking hand in hand and taking care of our mother when we travel are the wealth of our life. Have you done your filial piety and taken care of your mother? I didn't realize my mother's expression until "children have to be raised and relatives are not there"
3. The thread in the loving mother's hand
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-To mothers all over the world.
It is snowing heavily outside,
The house is on fire.
My dear mother!
It's midnight,
You're still threading a needle by candlelight,
I cried to my mother with tears in my sleep.
Wake up, it is already dawn!
A brand-new pair-
Plaid cloth shoes are neatly placed beside the bed.
We jumped three feet in excitement,
One by one, holding mom's neck,
Crying sweetly in your ear-
Mom, mom. How kind of you!
We grew up singing old songs together!
The thread in the loving mother's hand,
Make clothes for her wayward son.
She sewed it carefully, mended it thoroughly,
Afraid of the delay that will make him go home late. ...
My dear mother,
You have worked hard to raise your children.
now
The child is married, go their separate ways!
But you've dyed your sideburns with silver cream,
I still can't let go of my loving mother's worry.
The thread in this loving mother's hand!
You crossed Qian Shan,
With thousands of things wrapped around it,
You crossed thousands of valleys,
Are inextricably linked,
I will never give up this child's affection!
Who knows the inch of grass,
How can I repay-
What about the kindness of loving mother?
Motherly love poetry
I'm leaving, mom.
When I left,
With tears
No turning back
Dare not look back.
I know that casual looking back
Will make your casual eyes
A bitter smile will keep me.
I know
There must be a smile on your face.
But your heart is crying, mom.
I know in my heart.
You just said: Go ahead, son.
Mother will wait for you when the tired child comes back.
I'm leaving, mom.
When I left,
With tears
Dare not look back.
When I turned the maple grove in front of the door,
You can't see me.
When the wet tears of Fenglin flow from my heart.
You can't see me.
It's just, mom
I can't hold it any longer, and my tears are as hard to stop as a thread.
I turned around, mom.
I dare to turn back.
I'd better turn around.
Although tears can't see loess
But I know
Mom, you still hold the door and watch your son.
For a long time, I don't want to look back.
How many times have I cried and cried in my dreams?
Mom, I want to go home.
How many times have I seen it in my dream, mom?
You gently use your warm hands
Touch my crying wound
Oiy mom
I know, you are always behind me.
With an encouraging expression
There is hope in her eyes.
With a waiting smile ...
I know, mom.
You've been standing behind me.
Every midnight dream.
There is always a voice: go, son.
Mother will wait for you when the tired child comes back.
References:
Tao runzhi
All the glory and pride in the world come from mothers. (Gorky)
Motherly love is a huge flame. (romain rolland)
There is one of the most beautiful voices in the world, and that is the mother's call. (Dante)
A loving mother's arm is made of love. How can a child sleep in it without sweetness? (Hugo)
The sweetest word a person's lips can utter is mom, and the most beautiful call is "mom". (Ji Bolun)
Motherly love is the greatest power in the world. (Mill)
When you succeed, everyone is a friend. But only mother-she is a partner in failure. (Zheng Zhenduo)
How strong, selfish and fanatical is maternal love, occupying the feelings of our whole soul. (Duncan)
How similar mothers all over the world are! Their hearts are always the same. Every mother has a very pure heart. (Whitman)
All the glory and pride in the world come from mothers. (Gorky)
One of the most beautiful things in life is maternal love, which is selfless love, and morality is dwarfed by it. (Japan)
Mom, where you are, where is the happiest place (UK).
Everything else in the world is false and empty, and only mother is real, eternal and immortal. (India)
Mother in memory! Dearest lover, you are all my happiness and friendship. (France)
How intense, selfish and fanatical maternal love occupies our whole heart (Duncan)
In the child's mouth and heart, the mother is God. (UK)
Maternal love is the most beautiful of human emotions, because it is not mixed with the heart of wealth (France)
Women are fragile, but mothers are strong (France)
Without the help of selfless maternal love, the child's mind will be a desert. (UK)
Drying old clothes-(Qing) Zhou Shouchang
The robe is still there and the collar is still warm.
I can't bear to take it lightly when sewing again, and there are old thread marks of loving mothers on it.
I can't prove that you are pregnant.
But I'm pretty sure
With the arrival of a life.
You have matured and landed.
When the dog just took his mother's nap.
Please don't test its love.
Not to mention the surprised spider.
Feed your child with your own body
This is how maternal love is born.
Motherly love does not need reference and learning.
The tension of life
Jump with love, with love legend.
When that urchin
Cut out mom's heart and play.
Suddenly fall
Heart, he fell to the ground with a bang.
"Son, did you fall in pain?"
This turned out to be a maternal love procedure.
The first sentence that popped up.
When you are stubborn
Continue to run evil activities
The best deception is maternal love.
You can easily cheat her out of her position.
I really don't want to read it
These beautiful and touching greatness
In her deep symphony
Mixed with stupid melodies