Come on! Come on! A particularly touching poem! (Don't write during an earthquake)

Ode to mother

Mother, an eternal and great theme.

Like burning smoke, fire is transparent.

Like an unbeaten flower in full bloom, it is colorful and heroic.

Like a roaring sea, full of power.

Every living thing came to this planet from the first day.

Feel the vastness and affection of love.

As a result, the dark world becomes bright and colorful.

The hazy consciousness wakes up brilliantly.

Two white and sweet breasts

Like a stream on the equator of longitude and latitude.

Creep that covers and dissolves life.

Soften and nourish human thinking.

Irrigation and cultivation of green humanity.

Mom! You are a phoenix from the heavenly palace.

Decorate colors with vicissitudes of life.

You are a cocoon of shame.

Leave the boutique in the hibernating land

We come from green and nature.

Looking for the footprints of our ancestors

Every mark is engraved with the tears of mother's dedication.

No matter where we stand on the earth—

Or at:

Gobi in the twilight

Lush hills

A steep and sinister canyon

thick forest

A huge treasure island

Rock bay at the ends of the earth

Or at:

The mysterious and ancient banks of the Nile

The profound and elegant Notre Dame de Paris

The vast and beautiful state of California

The magical blue island of Great Britain

Ice floes and cold Eskimos

……

Ancient and modern Chinese and foreign, east and west, north and south, two-axis polar circle

You can hear and shout the same language everywhere:

-Ode to Mother!

Mother, you come from a simple symbol.

But it covers the huge capacity of the world.

Expect nothing in return.

Just use your own blood

A baby that flows into every baby.

When spring is everywhere, red tides are rolling.

You just quietly use your shriveled body.

Lying in the field at dusk

Gaze calmly.

The tassels of red sorghum are swaying with the natural breeze.

Skim over beautiful rivers and mountains

Listen to the birth names of the next generation of children.

Mother, great mother

You are the pride of every country.

Even if the world is full of storms and darkness.

Even if the air stops flowing and condenses ice crystals.

……

However, mother's sunshine will still shine in.

Every baby's airspace

Show her blush and brilliance.

Mother's blood will flow in.

Every anemic heart

Show her selflessness and love

Life is a flowing music.

Mother is an ode in the history of music.

May the auspicious bird

Can fly in the mother's blue sky

Carrying every beloved mother in our country.

Send it back to the boundless cloud palace.

Singing sunshine and calling for humanity

Into a crystal rain of love

Forever and ever all over the world.

Sprinkle all over the beloved land

Sprinkle it on everyone who loves life.

A passer-by on earth ...

I'm waiting for you

I am waiting for you.

I looked at the dim light outside.

Just like looking to the future,

My heart shook my ears.

Why haven't you come yet? hope

Allow flowers to bloom every second.

I'm waiting for your footsteps,

Your jokes, your face,

Your soft hair,

Everything is waiting for you;

I hope that every second,

Go to hell.-Where are you?

I want you to make my heart ache,

I want you to smile like a flame,

Want your flexible waist,

The flying star in your hair horn;

I fell into a drunken atmosphere,

Like an island,

Floating and sinking involuntarily between the waves of python green. ...

Oh, I want to eat it so much

Your arrival, longing

That magical yutan

Open the top of time!

Why don't you come? You have a heart!

You know, I know you know,

It was a fatal blow that you didn't come to me,

Kill the spring in my life,

Teach darkness as strong as iron in the mine,

Oppressing my thoughts and breathing;

Kill the poor bud of hope,

Hand me over, like a prisoner.

Jealousy and sadness are the shame of life.

And the cruelty of despair.

This may be an illusion. This is an illusion.

I believe that I am indeed an idiot;

But I can't turn the rudder,

Wanfang's interest rate doesn't allow me to hesitate-

I can't turn back, fate drives me!

I also know that this is mainly for

The road to destruction, but

For you, for you,

I am willing to do anything;

This is not only my passion,

That's the only reason I said it.

Idiot! Trying to crush the fibers of life

To touch a woman's heart!

If you want to win, you can win at most.

A tear from her,

Her cold sneer;

But I am willing, even if

The news that I was smashed to pieces has arrived.

A stubborn stone, she regards me as

Rats and bugs in the cellar,

I still want to!

Crazy truth is unconditional,

God can't bring back one

Be as calm as a general.

Sometimes soldiers who were on the verge of death will be brought back.

In vain, everything is in vain,

There is no denying that you won't come.

Although there is a burning fire in my heart,

Longing for everything you have,

Your hair, your smile, your hands and feet;

Any wishful thinking and prayer

Cann't shorten it by an inch

The distance between you and me!

The twilight outside has come.

Condensed into the darkness of night,

Ice and snow hung on the branches,

Birds forget their songs,

Silence is the universe of unanimous mourning.

The hands on the clock are constantly comparing.

Mysterious gestures, like pointing,

Such as sympathy, such as ridicule,

Whenever I touch this point, I feel

My own heart

The death knell was buried alive.