Poetry 1 for Mother’s Day
It is a big ship that carries us to the sea to pursue the mystery of life and explore the magic of the world
It is a mountain It contains all things and nurtures us to grow and strengthen our body and mind
It is a moving song that takes us around and sings the history of the motherland with her beautiful tune. Mother is a ray of spring breeze that brings life to all things in the world.
Yingying’s steps bring vitality. Mother is the spring rain that nourishes all things on the earth.
Ah! I love you, you are the eternal love in my heart
Poetry 2 for Mother’s Day
Mother, can you use your hands of withered tree bark to brush away the gray frost on your temples? I know
The red ribbon bow bleaches the hair in memory
It has been a long time ago. Mother, you act as if nothing has happened and still squirm slightly with loose teeth in your mouth. Sing the still fresh songs of childhood with the smile behind the curtain of tears. Memories are the snakes of longing.
Cross out a word and meander through it, kissing the remaining pain in my life. You still don’t hesitate to use your thousand-cracked tongue to lick away the poison of my pride. I will always be a child who will never grow up in front of you
Therefore, a vague topic called maternal love is undoubtedly the stupidest hurt for wanderers
Anhe, once famously known as My dear chrysanthemum, you are getting old. The edge of the colored porcelain vase has your remaining medicinal fragrance
The plain silk is deep in the old years. The loving heart has been wiped out during the care, but it still remains
The crazy autumn wind that cannot cover up your care has begun. Even in the lonely shadow, dear, don’t catch a cold. No matter when and where
The setting sun depends on a kind of crutch called children, and the seeds covered by vegetation are germinating on the fertile soil bred by you, and I am growing up at this moment. I just want to hear you call me by my baby name.
In a daze, mother oh
I seem to be back in the courtyard, beside the well where I drew water when I was a child