Appreciation of Mother's Ode Prose and Poetry

at night, it is quiet and normal.

Mother is sitting,

The gray face is reflected by the gray light,

Mother, you are here again,

Simple and long.

Time has mercilessly painted on your face.

Your black hair has eroded your face.

Even your teeth can't escape.

I see you smiling

about fate and life

I see you crying

about fate and life.

You were in your youth,

You were wandering around the world,

You were in your prime,

You jumped into the distance.

The years have never left a trace of emotion.

I am getting old and white.

I am a woman for twenty years.

The gray eyes remain in your heart.

You still choose to smile in front of me.

From learning English to staying away,

Every time I go away,

you pack it tacitly,

I stay in that fixed place.

It smells familiar to your hands.

I'm very fond of walking forward.

You wander behind me.

It's normal and responsible.

I can understand your disappointment.

I turn around and wave to you.

I look at the distance ...

I'm waiting for the arrangement of time, and

I'm becoming very.

The night is quiet and short.

Mother, you came to my side again and again,

comforted me with your hand,

and the child's tears melted.

You turn around again,

Under the light, you are quietly stretched,

showing me the care of past lives.

mother, what can my son do to stop you from disappearing slowly?

mother, how can I repay your kindness?

mother, you gave yourself and nurtured me.

Mother, your old age has brought me growth.

Mother, your love will accompany me forever.

Mother, I wish you a long time after my return.

I am your nagging all your life.

Mother, you are my warmest homecoming in this life.

No matter where I am,

I have been returning to love all my life …