Paper boat-to mother
I never throw away a piece of paper,
Save it forever.-Save it,
Folding into a very small boat,
Throw it into the sea from the boat.
Some were blown into the window of the ship by the wind,
Some are wet by the waves and stick to the bow.
I am still not discouraged, folding every day,
I always hope that a place can only flow where I want it to go.
Mom, if you see a small white boat in your dream,
Don't be surprised that it dreams for no reason.
This was folded by your beloved daughter in tears.
Wanshui Qian Shan, please bring her love and sorrow home.
mother
Mom!
The wind and rain in the sky are coming,
The bird hides in its nest;
The storm in my heart is coming,
I only hide in your arms.
creator
If in eternal life,
There is only one blissful promise,
I want to sincerely beg:
"I'm in my mother's arms,
Mom's on the boat,
The ship is at sea in the moonlight. "
mother
Mom!
Put aside your troubles,
Let me fall into your arms,
Only you are the destination of my soul.
Little flower,
I want to look up, too,
Thank you for your love of dates in spring.
However, deep goodwill,
This finally silenced her.
Mom!
Were you that spring?
A poem dedicated to mother
Mom, for a long time
I just want to write a poem for you.
But I wrote it many times.
I haven't written it yet
Mom, I wrote this poem for you.
I don't know how to start.
I don't know how to end it.
I don't know what to write.
It's like slapping you hard when you were a child.
I don't know whether to accept it bravely.
Or should I choose to escape?
Mom, I thought of you again tonight.
I decided to write a poem for you.
Even if it's not well written
Even if you are far from home.
Never read ...
Mom,
If you see a white boat in your dream,
Don't be surprised that he dreams for no reason.
This was folded by your beloved daughter in tears.
Wanshui Qian Shan,
Begging him to bring her love and sadness home.