Mom smiled sweetly.
Like a blooming lily.
This is warm sunshine.
Shine on my heart forever
This is a vicious scolding
Just because I didn't answer the math paper well
Yes, I ate two big cakes this morning.
At noon, she suddenly went to school again.
Send me a piece of cake.
You asked her when her birthday was.
My mom.
She said she didn't know.
Mom, actually, I think
Affect the winding mountains in the distant sky.
Thank you for your hard work.
Carve a towering monument
Used for storage
Your prophecy
Mom, actually, I think
Stir up slow-moving waves in the valley
For you who have worked hard.
Looking for the bright spring of the soul
Used to thank
Your meticulous warmth
Mom, actually, I think
Care for the whole colorful spring
For you who have been running all your life.
Remember the happy spring and autumn?
Used for expansion
Your happy time
Mom, actually, I think
Chasing the long-lost mood of writing poetry
For you who don't want others to praise you.
Write with sincere gratitude
Used to prove
Your great heart
Dismantled, installed, dismantled.
After countless days and nights of splicing,
Finally, I assembled my heart into
Precise balance
The left atrium is filled with affection.
The right ventricle is filled with intense love.
What wavers is a calm mind.
I carefully ground it into a thin pointer.
Swing constantly between affection and love
After countless times of weighing, I finally found out
No matter how years pass, change the weight.
Blood is thicker than water, and feelings can always be.
The pointer tilted to him from the place of love.
Because time is always like a clever magician.
He always makes love like beautiful fireworks.
Passion is a flash in the pan.
I found it after I calmed down.
The most unforgettable love in the world
Eventually, it will also become a kind of
Eternal blood is thicker than water.
Emotional bond
The flower of long-lost friendship will lose its fragrance and wither.
The air of long-lost love will both heat up and cool down.
Only affection is a jar of wine buried deep underground, and the more it is hidden, the stronger it becomes.
The Pacific Ocean without Ni is vast.
But the pace of feelings is enough to cross it.
Mount Everest goes straight to the clouds. Who is comparing the height?
But the sound of affection is enough to keep it around.
Never made a promise.
Never vigorous.
The lotus root of affection is tied with silent blessings.
Drifting through eight thousand miles of mountains and rivers
No magnificent passion
There is no clear spring reflecting the poetry of pine.
Family is like a clear lake.
With her quiet face
Tell a touching family story.
The sun occasionally ripples.
The breeze brushed the phosphorescence.
The whole lake is in harmony with ups and downs.
It's like a family sharing weal and woe.