Your pale fingertips manage my temple, and I can't help holding your skirt tightly as I did when I was a child. Oh, mom! In order to keep your drifting figure, although the morning light has cut the dream into smoke, I still dare not open my eyes for a long time. I still cherish that bright red scarf, for fear that washing it will make it lose your unique warmth.
Oh, mom! Isn't the running water of the years just as ruthless? I'm afraid my memory will fade, too How dare I open its screen easily? I cried to you for a thorn, but now I am wearing the crown of thorns, and I dare not moan.
Oh, mom! I often look up at your photos sadly. Even if the call can penetrate the loess, how dare I disturb your sleep? I dare not express the sacrifice of love in this way, although I have written many carols for flowers, the sea and the dawn.
Oh, mom! My sweet and deep memory is not a waterfall or a torrent, but a dry well that can't sing under the shade of flowers and trees.
Mother's day source
Mother's Day is a time to thank your mother. Modern Mother's Day originated in America, and it is the second Sunday in May every year. Mothers usually receive gifts on this day. Carnation is considered as a flower dedicated to mother, while China's mother flower is Hemerocallis, also known as the girl without sorrow.