-Be careful. Be careful every day.
Be careful when you pick the stars.
Be careful to fall off the ladder.
Be careful when fishing for the moon.
Don't sneak to the lake
Be careful, mom. You have to raise your wings carefully.
Follow the rotation of the earth to follow the afterglow of the sun
You are walking on the stone road after work, ready to go home, cooking and washing clothes alone.
Before the night comes, mom:
You have to cook dinner until I am born;
You must make clothes,
Before I face the world naked.
Put on soft armor hard shoes for me.
Mom, mom, your shoes are neither too big nor too small.
You can't forget my shame and ignorance.
The note in the handbag says that the hospital will open tomorrow and take a deep breath. Your husband will take your stomach to see the instrument or scalpel.
Mom, you should be careful to give birth to me.
My head will go through your waist.
Your pain is petals scattered on the grass.
Your pain and beauty are actually trampled by tourists.
Poverty, prudence
Be careful: Mom will leap over the clouds carefully.
You understand that female babies are not good. You are silent, knowing that you are still living in that ignorant age.
Mom, a beautiful young mother.
I haven't learned the language well enough to praise you.
I can only use one word to address you:
Be careful, be careful
Fly carefully over the stone road.
Goethe
Although I haven't said hello to you for a long time,
I didn't write to you, but don't let your heart
Doubt, as if your son should.
My deep love for you comes from my chest.
Disappear. Nothing like that stone,
Always rooted in the bottom of the water,
It will never leave its position, even if it is running water.
Sometimes with wind and waves, sometimes with soft waves through it.
It flows by, so people can't see it,
My love for you is so inseparable.
In my chest, despite the long river of life,
Sometimes I am hit by pain and roll violently.
Sometimes quietly caressed by happiness,
Coverage and blockade make it impossible.
You can't reflect around the sun.
The returning sunshine is in front of your loving mother.
Let you know how much your son respects you.
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The earth has been spinning.
I accidentally fell into a ditch when I was a child.
You took it from the ground in a pool of blood.
Suddenly picked me up.
It's your omnipotent Hercules!
A thousand raindrops fell from the umbrella.
Grains pour into your back.
There is no rain in my arms.
The hospital is the end of the marathon.
This is your brave ambulance.
Chen Xing was born and died constantly.
I also know that it has aging and parting.
Regret is always deeply rooted in the heart after parting.
There are endless complaints about grasslands and rivers.
Spring is warm, and the sea and the sky are the same.
Is your avatar avalokitesvara!
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Dedicated to mother Bei Heine
Heine
I'm used to strutting around,
My temperament is also a bit stubborn;
Even if the king and I face each other,
I won't lower my eyes.
But, mom, I want to be honest with you:
Although my self-esteem is very strong,
Once I come to your happy and kind side,
Often feel inferior and cringe.
You have a noble spirit that permeates everything,
Radiant, direct to the sun, the moon and the stars,
Is this spirit secretly conquered me?
Recalling the past really makes me sad.
I did a lot of wrong things and broke your heart.
Good love for my loving 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 jujube
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,
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?
Earth, my mother
Author: Guo Moruo
Earth, my mother!
It's dawn,
You shake the baby in your arms,
I'm crawling on your back now.
Earth, my mother!
I took me with me in this paradise.
You're still in the sea,
Play some music to comfort my soul.
Earth, my mother!
My past, present and future,
You eat, you wear, you live,
How can I repay your kindness?
Earth, my mother!
From now on, I don't want to live at home often.
I will always be outdoors,
To you, show my filial piety.
Earth, my mother!
What I envy is your dutiful son,
The farmers in that field,
They are the nannies of all mankind,
You always take care of them.
Earth, my mother!
What I envy is your dutiful son,
Workers in charcoal pits,
They are Prometheus of all mankind,
You always hold them.
Earth, my mother!
I think besides farmers and workers,
Everyone is the black sheep and grandson,
I am your black sheep, too.
Earth, my mother!
I envy all plants,
My compatriots, your descendants,
They are free and autonomous,
Together with the land, healthily,
Enjoy their lives.
Earth, my mother!
I envy all animals,
Especially earthworms—
I just don't envy the birds in the sky;
They want to fly in the air without you.
Earth, my mother!
I hate flying in the air,
I don't want to ride, ride, wear socks and shoes,
I just want to be barefoot,
Blind date with you forever.
Earth, my mother!
You are my real witness,
I don't believe you're just a dream,
I don't believe it. I'm just a fool.
Earth, my mother!
We're all making things out of nothing, Yi Yin,
I don't believe in the empty sky,
What kind of father?
Earth, my mother!
I think everything in the universe,
Are all your incarnations:
Thunder is the sound of your breathing,
Snow rain is the soaring of your blood.
Earth, my mother!
I think that ethereal celestial sphere,
This is just a mirror of your makeup.
The sun during the day and the moon at night,
Just my own shadow in the mirror.
Earth, my mother!
I think all the planets in the sky that day,
It is just a virtual shadow of our biological eyeball;
I only believe that you are proof of sex.
Earth, my mother!
In the past, I was just a baby without knowledge.
All I know is that I long for your deep gratitude,
I don't know your kindness or how to repay you.
Earth, my mother!
From now on, I know your kindness,
I drank a glass of water,
I know this is your milk, my soup of life.
Earth, my mother!
I listened to all the voices and smiled.
I know that's your song,
Comfort my soul.
Earth, my mother!
Everything in front of me floats vividly,
I know that's your dance,
Comfort my soul.
Earth, my mother!
I feel the fragrance and color of everything,
I know this is a gift from you,
Comfort my soul.
Earth, my mother!
My soul is your soul,
I want to strengthen my soul,
Repay your kindness.
Earth, my mother!
From now on, I will repay your kindness.
I know you love me and you have to work for me.
I will learn to work like you and never stop!
Earth, my mother!
From now on, I will repay your kindness.
I want to bring my own blood.
Raising myself and my brothers and sisters.
Earth, my mother!
The sun in the sky-your reflection in the mirror,
Shining in the sky,
From now on, I will also take good care of my inner light.
Dayanhe, my nanny Ai Qing.
Dayanhe is my nanny.
Her name is the name of the village where she was born
She is a child bride,
Dayanhe is my nanny.
I am the son of the landlord;
I also grew up eating milk from Dayan River.
Son of Dayanhe.
Dayan and I raised a family by raising me.
I grew up on your milk,
Dayanhe, my nanny.
Along the river, I saw snow today, which reminds me of you:
Your grave is covered with snow,
Your closed former residence, the dead Wafi on the roof,
The ten-square-foot garden you pawned,
The mossy stone chair in front of your door,
Along the river, I saw the snow today, which reminds me of you.
You hold me in your arms with your big palm and touch me;
After you set up the stove,
After you took the charcoal ash off your apron,
When you taste the cooked rice,
After you put the black sauce bowl on the black table,
After you mended your son's clothes cut by thorns on the hillside,
When you have bandaged the child's hand cut by the firewood knife,
After you strangled the lice on your husband's shirt one by one,
After you picked up your first egg today,
You hold me in your arms with your big palm and touch me.
I am the landlord's son,
After I ate all your milk in Dayan River,
I was taken home by my parents.
Ah, Dayanhe, why are you crying?
I'm a new guest at my parents' house!
I touched the furniture carved with red paint,
I touched the gold pattern on my parents' bed,
I looked blankly at the plaque on the eaves that I didn't know, "Family Fun".
I touched the silk and shell buttons of my new dress.
I looked at my mother's strange sister,
I sat on a kang stool with a brazier painted on it.
I ate milled rice three times,
However, I am so embarrassed! Because I
I became a new guest in my parents' house.
Dayan River, for living,
After she drank all the milk,
She began to work with her arms hugging me;
She washed our clothes with a smile.
With a smile on her face, she went to the frozen pond near the village with a vegetable basket.
She smiled and cut the radish with ice.
With a smile on her face, she took out the spent grains eaten by pigs with her hands.
She smiled and fanned the fire in the saucepan.
She went to the square with a smile.
Sun those soybeans and wheat,
Dayan River, for living,
After she used up all the lotion,
She just holds my arm and works.
Wild goose river, deeply in love with her baby;
During the Chinese New Year, I was busy cutting him the candy of that winter rice.
For him, he often goes to his home near her village quietly.
For him, go up to her and call "Mom".
Dayan River painted his bright red and green Guan Yunchang.
Stick it on the wall next to the stove,
Dayanhe will boast and praise his breasts to his neighbors;
Dayan and once had a dream that can't be told:
In the dream, she ate her child's wedding wine,
Sitting in the magnificent celebration hall,
Her beautiful daughter-in-law affectionately calls her "mother-in-law"
…………
Dayanhe loves her baby deeply!
Dayan and died before her dream woke up.
When she died, her breasts were not with her,
When she died, her husband, who usually beat and scolded her, also shed tears for her.
Five sons, all crying sadly,
When she died, she whispered the name of her child.
Dayanhe, dead,
When she died, her breasts were not with her.
Dayanhe, tears streaming down her face!
With the bullying of human life for more than forty years,
The misery of countless slaves,
With a four-dollar coffin and some straws,
There are only a few feet of land to bury the coffin,
With the ashes of a handful of paper money,
Wild goose river, she went away in tears.
This is big research and don't know:
Her drunken husband died,
The eldest son became a bandit,
The second one died in the smoke of gunfire,
Third, fourth and fifth times
Live in the scolding of the host and landlord.
And I, I'm writing a spell for this unfair world.
When I returned to my native land after a long wandering,
On the hillside, in the fields,
When the two brothers met, they were closer than they were six or seven years ago!
This, this is for you, quietly sleeping Dayan River.
What you don't know!
Dayan River! Today, your child is in prison,
Write a hymn for you,
Give you the purple soul under the loess,
Reach out to you and hug my hand,
To kiss my lips,
What is presented to you is a muddy and gentle face.
It's for you, because you lifted my breasts,
To your sons, my brothers,
To everything on earth,
My big weir nanny and their son,
Dedicated to Da Yanhe who loves me as his own son.
Dayan River,
I grew up eating your milk.
Your son,
I respect you.
Love You!
1933 1 month 14, snow dynasty
Mom!
The wind and rain in the sky are coming,
The bird hid in his nest;
The storm in my heart is coming,
I only hide in your arms.
Source: Bing Xin Xing
Mom!
You are a lotus leaf, and I am a red lotus.
The raindrops in my heart are coming,
Except for you,
Who is the shadow under my naked sky?
Source: Bing Xin's "Past Seven"
Mom, my dear mom.
You treat me like an adult,
You set me free.
If you compare me to an eagle,
You are that brave female eagle,
Nest on the cliff,
I also see your vigorous posture from time to time.
If you compare me to a kangaroo,
You are the elegant female kangaroo,
Thank you for sheltering me from the wind and rain,
The pace of jumping shows more bitterness.
Motherly love, you are everywhere,
I can't figure it out either,
Feel maternal love,
Give maternal love,
Happiness is everywhere.
Great maternal love
-thoughts on reading "please remember my mother's birthday"
There are many articles praising the greatness of maternal love, and many people know it. I read an article "Please remember my mother's birthday" in Reader today. I was really touched after reading it, and I was deeply impressed by the spirit.
The article tells a true story: Zhang Haitao, a 35-year-old from Bian Cheng Village, Pingdingshan City, Henan Province, suffers from chordoma, and his condition has been deteriorating. Finally, chordoma is only 2 mm away from the brain stem, and no surgery can be performed. In order to treat him, the elderly mother borrowed from the east and the west. She is extremely tired and in poor health. Zhang Haitao smiled when he learned that his illness was hopeless. Maybe this is a relief! Later, he told reporters weakly that he was hopeless and hoped to donate his cornea to help others. He also hopes that the donor will remember his mother's birthday and wish her well on this day. ...
What a touching thing it is! Don't forget your old mother before you die! How valuable this filial piety and love for mother are!
Mother's love is as broad as the blue sky-selfless.
Mother's love is as great as a mountain.
Motherly love is as calm as a lake. ...
Pregnant in October, my mother put up with hardships; Teaching to be a man, mother is single-minded.
Take care of us, mother is meticulous; Protecting us, my mother's courage doubled. ...
Ah! Motherly love, greatness, purity, selflessness and kindness. ...
I remember a poem about maternal love, vivid and touching:
Motherly love, not picky about looks.
Motherly love, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter.
Motherly love is noble and great.
Motherly love, infinite loyalty
Whether you are peaceful or uneasy.
Whether you fail or succeed.
Motherly love is everywhere.
She, accompany you through life.
It was she who released the dragons and phoenixes on earth.
It's her, Changhong, who made the day.
……
Praise mother.
Mother is a big ship.
Take us to the seaside.
Pursuing the mystery of life
Explore the magic of the world
Mother is a high mountain.
All inclusive
Feed us to grow.
Enhance our physical and mental health.
Mother is a touching song.
Take us around the world
With her beautiful tune
Singing the history of the motherland
Mother is a spring breeze person.
Blow away everything in the world
Yingying's footsteps
Brought great vitality.
Mother is a spring rain.
Moisturize everything on the earth.
Ah! mother
I love you, and you are my eternal love.
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A hymn to mother.
When I was a child, I heard that the moon looks like my mother.
All the stars in the sky are her children,
Stars, like many brothers and sisters,
* * * Love each other in a big family.
When I grew up, I traveled for the first time.
In silence, mom, you will mend your sewing clothes.
Even a selfless heart like the moon,
Put all your love in my bag.
In that starry dream,
How many times have you stuffed me into a quilt that fell on one side?
Tears of my concern beat the road under my feet,
Every tear is a poem praising mother.
Under the blue sky
Countless treasure gourd
Drill a hot spring pool
Blood is like a flood.
You cracked the password set by hell in an instant.
In the album of human love
Our first visit to the earth-
Heroic signature
This is the classic philosophy of pain and happiness.
This is a choice between life and death.
This is a passionate and tragic song.
Passionate lyrics-
On the websites of young and old
Let the midwife read aloud nervously and carefully.
You are a great wealth in the world.
You put the red fish in a glass jar.
Take a painful trip along the river.
Bloody release
From this time on.
The wildness of human beings broke out here.
Is extending infinitely into outer space. ......
Lovely motherhood
A great feat