Bing Xin's Poems to His Parents

The poem written to my mother is sincere and touching. It includes the poet's deep attachment to his mother, the infiltration of maternal love into the poet and the deep praise of maternal love. For example: mom! The wind and rain came, and the birds hid in the nest; The storm in my heart is coming, so I can only hide in your arms. Just a few words of service road show the tolerance and strength of mother. Mom, I have long wanted to write a poem for you, but I haven't written it well many times. Mom, I don't know how to start this poem for you, how to end it, or what to write. It's like slapping you hard when you were a child. I don't know whether to accept it bravely or choose to escape. Mom, I thought of you again tonight. I decided to write a poem for you, even if it is 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 is your beloved daughter with tears in her eyes. Wan Shui Qian Shan, ask him to take her love and sorrow home. I see your figure every day, as if I smell the clear and faint fragrance of jasmine. You are as elegant as jasmine and as pure as it. This is you, when I am sad, I will think of you; When I am happy, I will still think of you. Mom, the purest thing in the world is your love for your children. Here today, I want to announce to the world-Mom, I love you! Postscript: "Mom, I Love You" really makes people cry! When a boss was buried deep underground by a ruthless earthquake, he dialed a number and said to his mother, Mom, I love you! Every mother loves her children. It's just different ways to express love. It may be a gas, a solid or a liquid. An exhortation, a short message on a mobile phone, and a cup of fragrant milk ......................................................................................................................................................... I don't know what to say to those who have lost their maternal love since childhood. Whenever I hear someone mention their mother, I always feel a little sad. Sometimes I dream about my mother in my dreams, but I just can't see her. Everything is blurred! Some things can't be replaced by words, and many times words and actions are the most sincere! Especially children who work outside the home can go back to spend the Spring Festival with their parents as much as possible. Some people always use no money as an excuse not to go back. Our parents brought us up with great pains. When our wings grow up and grow hard, they don't know how to fly back to their nests, which is a great blow to parents (many parents just bury them in their hearts)! May parents in the world be happy! The poems she wrote to her mother were sincere and touching. It includes the poet's deep attachment to his mother, the infiltration of maternal love into the poet and the deep praise of maternal love. For example: mom! The wind and rain came, and the birds hid in the nest; The storm in my heart is coming, so I can only hide in your arms. Just a few words of service road show the tolerance and strength of mother.