"The Song of the Wandering Son"
Meng Jiao in the Tang Dynasty
The thread in the hands of the loving mother, the clothes on the body of the wandering boy.
Before leaving, I am worried that I will return later.
Whoever speaks an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring.
Zhang Ailing said: "Mothers all have a common problem. As long as you tell them which dish is delicious, they will cook that dish frequently until you complain in disgust. In fact, she has been doing this all her life. I’m trying my best to give you all the good things you think, and I’m so overwhelmed with love.”
My mother left the best to us, from children and teenagers to Lili. In her eyes, we are always children. Even if we are constantly traveling, our mother's caring heart remains unchanged. She sews love and care into our clothes before departure. She is like a big tree, protecting us all her life.
Mother's love is like starlight, guarding her whole life
"Farewell Old Mother"
Qing Huang Jingren
Pull the curtains to worship your mother, go to the river beam, worry in vain Eyes dry with tears.
It was a miserable snowy night in Chaimen, and having children at this time was worse than having none.
Shi Tiesheng said: "For the first time in many years, I realized that not only are my car tracks everywhere in this garden, but also my mother's footprints are everywhere where my car tracks have been."
p>Huang Jingren failed many attempts and had to leave his hometown. The deep feelings in it are still moving when I read it. No matter how many roads you have walked, your mother will accompany you. It turns out that your mother is the one who stays quiet with you. It turns out that companionship is the most beautiful look of happiness.
Mother's love is like a big tree, sheltering from the wind and rain
"Arriving Home at the End of the Year"
Qing Dynasty Jiang Shiquan
The love for her son is endless, and she returns home Happy birthday.
The cold clothes are densely stitched, and the letters home are fresh with ink marks.
When we meet, we pity the thin man, and call him to ask about his hardships.
I am ashamed of my son and dare not sigh in the dust.
Xi Murong said: "When I was a girl, I was afraid of the dark, strangers, and all scary things. But when I became a mother today, for the sake of my child, I became a The she-wolf who is ready to fight against all dangers."
The mother will be happy when the wanderer returns home. Think about it, every time we go home, the mother is the same, trying her best to give us the best.
We always selectively forget that the seemingly omnipotent mother, many years ago, she was also a girl who knew nothing. She was also afraid of the dark, afraid of insects, and needed protection. The love in her heart and the years made her slowly become stronger and braver.
Mother's love is like a lighthouse, guiding the way forward
"Buxu"
Tang Sikong Tu
My mother taught Buxu, the Three Elements Chang sent down the Peng Hu.
The rhyme and customs of Yun Shao stop and the Yao harp stops, and the luan and crane fly low to brush the treasure furnace.
Yishu said: "No wonder everyone longs to be loved. That feeling is indeed happy, and my heart is so full. It's like when I was very young, coming out of the kindergarten class, knowing that my mother must be waiting outside the door. As soon as the door opened, he rushed out: "Mom! "Throwing yourself into your mother's arms is the feeling of being loved. It's hard to find in your life, but when you finally get it, tears well up in your eyelashes."
Mothers teach their children to walk and learn etiquette. Mom is always the first teacher in our lives. A mother's love lasts forever. In the heart of every child who loves her, it is a warm hand, a simple word, and an incomparably broad embrace in memory.
Mother's love is like rain and dew, nourishing the soul
"The Book of Songs Kai Feng"
Anonymous in the Pre-Qin Dynasty
The good wind comes from the south, blowing the thorny heart . The heart of the thorn is young, and the mother's family is tired.
The glorious wind comes from the south and blows away the thorny fuel. My mother is holy and kind, and I have no one to ask for.
Is your love recovering from cold? Under the dredging. He has seven children, and his mother works hard.
The yellow bird carries its sound. If you have seven children, don’t comfort your mother’s heart.
I once heard this sentence: "It is said that God cannot be everywhere, so he created mothers. Even if they have become the parents of their children, mothers are still the patron saint. The word mother is just a name. Touching the heartstrings. ”
In the process of children’s growth, mothers have sacrificed too much for their children, including their youth, career and appearance. Mother's love is innate, without hesitation, fear, or care; she gives all her affection with both hands.
Mother's love is like the earth, giving silently
"Mo Xuan Tu·1"
Yuan Wangmian
The brilliant day lily flowers, Luo Sheng lives under the North Hall.
The south wind blows his heart, shaking it for whom?
A loving mother leans on her door with love, but a wanderer’s journey is painful.
Every day the sweet message is sparse, and the sound is blocked every day.
Looking up at the cloud forest, I feel ashamed to hear the words of the wise bird.
Sanmao said: "My mother's legs seemed to be tied with an invisible chain. The length of the chain was only long enough for her to walk around in the kitchen and home. Although the door was not locked, she The love in her heart made her willing to lock herself away for the rest of her life. "
The kind mother leaned against the door and looked forward to her child. When a person grows up, there is always something that will remain in his memories forever. No matter how many places I’ve been and how many delicious foods I’ve eaten, what I miss most is my mother’s home-cooked food. This taste is with us and will never fade away.
Mother's love is like music, unforgettable
"Ci Mu's Grave on the West"
Tang Chen Quji
The day on the top of the mountain The shadows are faint, and the birds that stay alone at dusk are few.
In the forest, I was dripping wine and weeping, but I didn’t see Ding Ning telling me to go home early.
Mark Levy said: "I never stop missing my mother, she exists in every moment of my life. When I see a movie, I think she might like it, or when I hear a song, I would think of her singing. And on a sunny day, the fragrance wafting in the air when a woman passes by would remind me of her, and I would even whisper to her occasionally. "< /p>
Don’t wait until your son wants to support you but you don’t want him to be taken care of before you think of filial piety. A movie, a song, a sunny day, or a passing fragrance will all bring up the image of my mother in my mind.