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I love my mother more than my own life, because my mother not only gave me life, but also taught me the meaning of life.
I love my mother and have never said "I love you, Mom" to her.
My mother loves me and has never expressed "I love you, my daughter" in words.
There is only love between my mother and me, and no words are needed to express it.
This love, like a seedling moistened by rain and dew, will always trickle in my mother's and my heart.
This love, like the spark of an ideal, will always shine in the future and in my heart.
This love, like a memory that opens the floodgate, will always be remembered in my childhood and my heart.
In the aftertaste of "Yi Yi", I slowly turned around and carefully combed the vivid events that happened in the summer of grade five.
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Creation background
The poem "Mother" is about a rainy day. She saw a big lotus leaf covered with a red lotus. The scene was touching: "Mother! You are a lotus leaf, and I am a red lotus. The raindrops in my heart are coming. Except you, who is the shade under my unobstructed sky? "
Bing Xin wrote a poem "Mother" according to the feeling that lotus leaves cover the red lotus in the rain, which condensed the thoughts and feelings that mother is the only reliable spiritual refuge in life and praised the vastness, greatness and selflessness of "mother". Excerpted from The Past (1) 7
Bing Xin, formerly known as Xie Wanying, took the pen name Bing Xin. His ancestral home is Hengling Village, Changle, Fuzhou, Fujian. Poet, writer, translator and children's writer. He used to be honorary chairman of the Central Committee of China Association for Promoting Democracy, vice chairman of China Federation of Literary and Art Circles, honorary chairman and consultant of Chinese Writers Association, and honorary director of China Translators Association.