Poems on Mother's Day 1
Mom, mom,
You gave me life;
Mom, mom,
You gave me a fiery heart.
When I am very lonely,
You are my only friend;
When I lost my courage,
You also cheer for me.
Now, when I grow up,
You're getting old,
Mom, mom,
Every time I see your kind smile,
I am also very happy in my heart.
Mom, mom,
You taught me the truth of life;
Mom, mom,
You gave me a curious heart.
When I achieved a little success,
You and I are the same,
I am very happy in my heart;
When my body,
I feel very cold,
You always carry a coat,
Wrap it gently for me.
You once said,
I'm about to enter summer,
And you, at that time,
Come down from the top of the mountain;
You also said,
If I don't cherish the present time,
What's left is
Regret and nothingness.
I really hope,
You can always be young,
I wish, too,
You can be happy forever.
There is a voice in the world,
Is the purest in the world,
That is to say,
My phone call to my mother!
Mother's Day Poetry II
Who gave me life?
Bring me to this wonderful world.
You took off the wings of an angel for me.
Let me smile in your arms.
Who cares about my growth?
Keep me away from the wind and rain.
You left me the angel's coat.
Let me grow up without worry under your care. ...
You gave me bright eyes to pursue a little light.
You gave me strong legs to pursue the quiet nature.
You gave me a beautiful heart to pursue the girl I love. ...
You put away your tears for me.
You gave up your reputation for me.
You sacrificed your youth for me.
You changed for me, black hair. ...
You are my favorite woman.
Mom!
Mother's Day Poetry 3
Your camel figure
You have a bitter smile.
From the bedroom
From the kitchen
Hanging from the field to the wall
Whenever we meet in this way.
I can't help feeling a little sad.
I like the way you live naturally.
carefree
Even a little nagging
It doesn't hurt to be vulnerable.
Remember your concern all the time?
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Tell your dad to drink less.
Don't always drink.
Let the third learn better.
Take the right path
Guys, stop buying supplements.
After eating
I think my blood pressure is a little high.
Boss, please eat that bowl of noodles quickly.
Leave me alone when you are full.
Go to your classroom. ...
Your distant voice
It's already a little blurred.
But the quilt in the cupboard is still so neat.
The melon shed built in front of the house is still there.
But it's already a little shaky
The land you cultivated.
To some neighbors.
Bring harvest and fun.
Bean seedlings and vegetable seedlings
Green and green.
Mom.
I always feel that I owe you too much.
Doesn't make you worry.
Give you more happiness.
More should not.
To get you so close to a damn disease.
If you're still alive,
I will still take refuge in your harbor.
Tell you what happened to me.
Tell me about my happiness.
Talk about my helplessness and confusion
Time has passed.
Mom!
I don't know where you are going.
Is it the same there?
There is wind and rain.
And the vegetable fields you love to farm.
Mother's Day Poetry 4
My first song when I was born.
Is the most sincere thanks to you.
Thank you for giving me:
A gift with yellow skin
The embellishment of black hair
And a happy and sweet family.
My lips twitched.
Suck your milk countless times.
Also sucking the light of goodness and beauty.
The way you bend over.
This is selfless care.
Pass on the warmth and perseverance to me.
I am bathed in your eyes.
Listen to the voice of love
Feel the loud call
Spring flowers, autumn moon and winter snow in Xia Feng
How many warm days are there?
Motherly love gives me rich nutrition.
Full of maternal love and gratitude
I open the doors and windows of my heart.
Let the colorful world in.
All the sunny places
I'm realizing my dream.
Beating my lines.
The moment of looking back
Time dyed your hair white.
Wrinkles are all over your cheeks.
Years are peeling off, leaving only a vicissitudes of life.
Walk into the depths of vicissitudes of life
You are still singing and laughing.
Singing the Bible is a deep breath in your heart.
There is your picturesque expression in the hearty laughter.
We grow in time.
Mother will grow old slowly.
Now, let us take care of you.
Just like you took care of us before.
This is a role exchange.
This is due to family relations.
This is also the cycle of love.
Loving you deeply is not white love.
Mother's Day Poetry 5
In childhood
My heart follows my mother.
I can't see my mother at all.
I will cry sadly.
When I grow up
A mother's heart follows her child.
Wherever I go,
Mother's heart is not afraid of difficulties and obstacles.
Always be by the child's side
Brothers and sisters get married and go their separate ways.
Our hearts left our mother.
How long will it be before I think of that familiar figure?
Mother's heart is separated.
Follow your children to the ends of the earth
late night
Mother looked up at the distant stars.
Mother's heart is moist.
Blurred my eyes.
The direction of children
Mom's heart is tired.
In order to follow in the children's footsteps
Still beating ...
Mother's Day Poetry 6
Mother's Day has lasted for many years.
Bought cloth shoes for my mother
As I get older, I miss my mother more and more.
Mom said she would wear the cloth shoes I gave her the other day.
As happy as wearing her cloth shoes when I was a child.
But I can't make cloth shoes.
I bought cloth shoes in old Beijing.
The cloth shoes I wore when I was a child were made of white hair by my mother holding the soles under a dim oil lamp.
Mama de cloth shoes
Is my eternal concern.
Mom, I will also wear the cloth shoes you made for me that day.
Walking on a foreign road
Give you affectionate blessings.
Mom is the most beautiful in the festival.
Mother is happiest in festivals.
Mom, I really want to pray for you during the festival.
Blessing you will always be the spring in my heart.
Pray that you can meet me in your dreams every night.
The most beautiful mother-child relationship in the world
Mom, you are the clear sky in my hometown.
I am a white cloud, floating in your carefree arms.
You are a promising field in your hometown.
I am the dandelion in your dream.
I am the tears in your eyes in autumn.
I am the Panshan Highway you are looking at when snowflakes are flying.
Mom, you are the fountain in my heart.
Great, great.
Mother's Day is in spring.
How many thoughts make the mountains and rivers of that day green?
Tell me my love for my mother.
Mom, you are my sleepless night in a foreign land.
This is the moon I saw on the night of Mid-Autumn Festival.
On Mother's Day, I met my mother in my hometown.
That gray hair
Eyes in the field
Full of deep maternal love.
Bright and dazzling mother's day imagination and thought.
Mother's Day Poetry 7
a hymn to mother
In my heart,
One place is unfathomable,
It never asked,
You are the fire of hope,
Light up my future, give me hope,
Every dark night,
I care about you,
Every cold night,
You give me endless warmth,
It began to rain,
Every drop of rain is telling.
Your pale fingertips touch my temple.
I can't help acting like a child.
Hold on to your skirt
Ah, mom.
In order to keep your fading 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.
Afraid that cleaning will make it
Lose your unique warmth
Ah, mom.
Isn't the running water of the years just as ruthless?
I'm afraid the memory will fade, too.
How dare I open its screen easily?
I cried to you for a thorn.
Now I'm wearing a Jing Guan, and I dare not.
I dare not moan.
Ah, 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 show the sacrifice of love like this.
Although I have written many songs.
For flowers, for the sea, for the dawn.
Ah, mom.
My sweet, soft and deep memory.
Not a torrent, not a waterfall.
It's a dry well, and it can't sing under the shade of flowers and trees.
Mother's Day Poetry 8
Mother's poem
Mom is a heavy book, enough to read for a lifetime!
Pull the needle and thread carefully,
Spring shirts are still afraid of leaking cold.
Hard work, hate not having wings,
Cut off all the blue light and look pathetic.
People often say: 500 times in previous lives.
Only for the passing of this life.
I don't know how many times I have saved my memory.
In exchange for being in love with your mother and daughter
Mother, you gave me life with great love.
In more than forty years of life,
I have been reading you in my own unique way.
Your simple and rich connotation
It is worth my life to understand and appreciate.
Mom, it is your love that keeps me growing up.
Your vicissitudes of life, how many dusk misty rain you have experienced.
Your wrinkled face is engraved with the vicissitudes of nearly a century.
Your deep eyes have read all the rain, snow, wind and frost on earth.
How much hope did those calloused hands weave?
That full head of hair, years have dyed her frost.
The wind blows the old year, telling the lost time.
How many bumpy mountains and ridges have you climbed with strong steps?
Dream, the overflowing map, still radiates dazzling light.
Reading mom, bend your back.
How much pain and sorrow have you suffered?
Reading mother, a long time.
Carrying the dream of your life
Reading mother because of kindness
-It's your strong wings.
Mother's Day first-grade poetry recitation 3
Mother is like a lamp in the dark,
When I got lost,
She will guide me and light me up,
Towards the light,
Mom,
Mother is like the bright moon on an autumn night.
When I'm lonely and helpless,
She will accompany me and support me,
Give me confidence.
Mom,
She's been busy for me,
Take great pains,
No regrets,
So, on this annual Mother's Day,
I have to say,
Mom, thank you! I love you!
Mother's Day Poetry 8
It rained lightly on Mother's Day this year.
Rain, like mother's endless worries,
Falling from a distance,
It hit me.
I don't know why it flows into my heart.
Mom, you know what?
Today is your festival!
I saw you,
I saw your expectation of leaning against the door.
Your gray temples,
That's what you did for us in winter,
Frost and snow brought by the cold?
Do you know that?/You know what?
Because of you,
No matter how withered the season is, people will not feel lonely.
In your eyes,
We will always be weak grass,
You will never know.
In my son's heart,
You are the spring in March.
Without you,
We wouldn't have the lush life we have today.
Very big, because there are many mothers like you,
I only know what broadness is.
Crows know how to feed back,
Lambs know how to kneel down and nurse.
What about us?
Let's say it sincerely!
In your festival,
Mom-
You have worked hard!
Mother's Day Poetry 9
I will go to my mother's dream.
Tell her I'm thinking about her.
Weave a bunch of blessings into a beautiful wreath
Put it on my mother's white hair.
Mother's day is really beautiful.
I will put a cup of sweet honey.
Put it in mom's smile.
The mother in the festival is very happy.
Happy mother, I love you.
You are the forever young river in my life.
I am a happy little fish.
Singing in the mother's waves
I will go to my mother's heart on Mother's Day.
Brush away the sadness for her
Plant an oasis in her heart.
burst with vitality
The rippling spring tide
Mother's Day Poetry 10
The wind has been blowing.
The wind bent the grass.
Blow off autumn leaves
The wind is still blowing.
Dead trees can't stop it.
I don't know how many years passed.
Blow my mother old.
They have no resentment or regret.
Mother gently lifted the wind.
Wrap your troubles gently.
I don't know how much quality wind has been added.
Just a few eyelashes under my mother's veil.
Blowing wet eyes blurs the distance.
Tears slide down the old face.
The wind carries tears, and the drizzle is soft.
Blow to the distant place of your dream night.
Swallows fly back to their nests.
Children who go home to visit their mother.
Every time my mother shows joy.
The heart was blown back to the internal organs by the wind.
It's like welcoming a grand festival.
A hunchback bent by the wind
Continue to work in front of the box
With those weather-beaten hands
Skilled enough to make the taste of children's hours
After a few busy days.
Mother dragged her tired body.
Hurry up and face Chelbe.
Kneel on the carpet.
Fulfill her pious faith
Tired and happy. ...
Poems on Mother's Day 1 1
Maybe this day should be gorgeous.
The hotel is covered with a bright red carpet.
Full of rich feasts,
Give this festival the highest specifications.
Great. When you are here.
Full of gorgeous flower baskets
Try to enjoy your children and grandchildren.
Surround you;
When all the blessings and prayers
They are all like rubies.
Wine fills the cup of gratitude;
When mellow wine and fragrant flowers
And sincere congratulations.
Intoxicating music. This season
Heaven and earth suddenly opened up.
Angels in the choir put your love
Praise the sun to the fullest
This is also your more inspiration.
That's great.
But I'm poor, and every day we are
I have never lived a hard life.
I thought about starting with a gorgeous ceremony.
The light of your love, and at the same time let the so-called
Filial piety hangs a grandiose label.
Show off what ability.
Even I never deliberately remember.
It was Mother's Day,
Although in my memory,
Every holiday of my childhood
You change salt from our house.
Pick out the biggest secret in the egg.
Cook it for me. When the afterglow of the sunset
When your loving hands erase my labor.
Tired, there is smoke in the village.
I am troubled by the warmth of home.
Taste. I miss my mother's kang.
It must be hot, and then put it on the kang.
Xiao Mu's desk must smell good.
Sitting at mom's house
Well-off, happiness and comfort.
Just like what I am attached to.
Hug;
That's sweet and comfortable
Just like childhood.
Mom's warm bed!
Poems on Mother's Day 12
Mom!
I saw some silver threads in your bun.
This is proof of your hard work in raising me.
I deeply appreciate your love for me.
So I want to be your dutiful son,
But how can the real problems in life make everything go smoothly?
Please be more understanding and tolerant.
After all, I can't do anything perfect.
Because I think there are no perfect people and things in the world,
In that case, I have to try my best to honor you.
First of all, we should step into old age healthily and happily.
Then I will be proud and proud to have a mother like you.
Because you gave me life and raised me,
Teach me filial piety and educate me to be self-reliant.
Many of your traditional maternal virtues can't be learned in class.
I learn from you.
What I can't learn from you is,
I can only find it in books and social life.
Mom!
I am your son. draw
I can't bear to make you suffer,
I can't bear to make you sad.
But there are always some disappointments in life.
Although I can't stand up, I have a clear conscience.
I think having a filial son is your greatest happiness.
Whether I am rich or poor.
You can enjoy your great maternal love,
I'm already very happy.
So I want to thank you,
Thank you for your selfless love.
Reward you with an honest and kind heart,
Dear mom.
Today is Mother's Day,
I wish you happiness and health.
I will always be your son,
You will always be my good mother.
Poems on Mother's Day 13
Although I haven't said hello to you for a long time,
I didn't write to you, but don't let your heart
Doubt, as if your son should.
My love for you is from the heart.
Will never disappear like that stone,
Always rooted in the bottom of the water,
It will never leave its position, even if it is running water.
Sometimes with wind and waves, sometimes with soft waves through it.
It flows by, so people can't see it,
My love for you is so inseparable.
In my chest, despite the long river of life,
Sometimes I am hit by pain and roll violently.
Touched quietly by happiness in the room,
Coverage and blockade make it impossible.
You can't reflect around the sun.
The returning sunshine is in front of your loving mother.
Let you know how much your son respects you.
Poems on Mother's Day 14
Life always passes quickly.
The fire in the stove has not been put out.
Mother's heart hasn't had time to heat through.
The baby is about to start again.
The room is empty.
Laughter still echoes.
Mother looked blank.
Get used to standing at the door.
It seems that something important has been lost.
Looking at the distance motionless.
Looking at the children's distant back ...
Poems on Mother's Day 15
My mother is like a bright light in the dark. When I lose my way, she will guide me, illuminate me and walk towards the light.
My mother is like the bright moon on an autumn night. When I am lonely and helpless, she will accompany me, support me and give me full confidence.
Mother is a big ship, carrying me to the sea, pursuing the mystery of life and exploring the magic of the world;
Mother is a high mountain, inclusive, nurturing my growth and strengthening my body and mind;
Mother is a touching song, taking me everywhere and singing the history of the motherland with her beautiful tune;
Mother is the spring breeze, blowing all over the world, bringing vitality in the step;
Mother is a little spring rain, nourishing everything on the earth. Ah! Mom, I love you. You will always be my favorite!
Mountain, not as high as maternal love;
The sea is not as deep as my mother's love;
God, no maternal love;
Naturally, there is no mother's love and tolerance;
Sunshine is not as warm as maternal love;
Clouds are not as white as maternal love;
Flowers are not as brilliant as mom's love.
Who will dress us when we are cold?
Who will cook for us when we are hungry?
Who encourages us when we fail and cheers for us when we succeed?
She is not a robot, not a computer, she is my mother.
Mother is not Santa Maria, nor Jesus, nor God.
But she is as gentle and kind as Santa Maya, as loving as Jesus, and as wise as God.
Mom, she is always busy for me, tireless and complaining.
Ah! Mom, that's great!
Perhaps the years have taken away your elegant demeanor, leaving you with pale hair.
But it will never take away your kind smile.
Dear mom, please let me express my sincere thanks on this special day!
I want to say, thank you mom! I love you!