mother
Shu Ting
Your pale fingertips touch my temple.
I can't help acting like a child.
Hold on to your skirt
Ah, mom.
In order to keep your fading figure
Although the morning light has cut the dream into smoke.
I still dare not open my eyes for a long time.
I still cherish that bright red scarf.
Afraid that cleaning will make it
Lose your unique warmth
Ah, mom.
Isn't the running water of the years just as ruthless?
I'm afraid the memory will fade, too.
How dare I open its screen easily?
I cried to you for a thorn.
Now I'm wearing a Jing Guan, and I dare not.
Don't dare to * * *
Ah, mom.
I often look up at your photos sadly.
Even if the call can penetrate the loess
How dare I disturb your sleep?
I dare not show the sacrifice of love like this.
Although I have written many songs.
For flowers, for the sea, for the dawn.
Ah, mom.
My sweet, soft and deep memory.
Not a torrent, not a waterfall.
It's a dry well, and it can't sing under the shade of flowers and trees.
mother
love
Mother is as humble as moss,
Solemn as the morning light,
As soft as the voice of Jiangnan,
Hard as a thousand years of cold jade,
When I raised my eyes,
She is Hao Yue:
When I looked down,
She is a vast land.
Motherly love has become a mountain.
Ai bu er yi
The mobile phone is tightly attached to the ear, and it is connected.
Mother's nagging came from the other end.
Like a naughty moon in a quiet night
Through the pockets of clouds in the sky
Scattered stars
Hang up the phone.
I'm just like her.
Miss choked her throat.
Tears are like fountains.
When I close my eyes, I always see a broad and fat figure.
Shake in a long-lost house
Calling my name over and over again
Drip from the ear to the heart
Filial piety hasn't had time to say.
Mother's ears have been worn out by years.
I want to ask the silver thread whose sideburns are ignited by wind and frost.
Can it be as dense as it was then?
Clearly see the mother under the red light of the sunset.
The back began to bend.
It's not the light of the sunset that deviates from the outline.
But mother's love piled up on her back and became a mountain.
Great maternal love
Loulis
In the morning, maternal love is bathed in sunshine.
As wide as the sea, the heart slowly unfolds.
Motherly love softens the light,
Let people be in a harmonious atmosphere.
Even if we are in a deep sleep,
Maternal love is still a trickle,
Drop by drop into my heart,
Until happiness gushes out.
Motherly love is like a circle,
There is no beginning and no end.
Motherly love always extends an invisible hand,
Touch the most unforgettable string in your heart.
We need to seize every second of the rest of our lives,
Taste great maternal love!
Deep maternal love
Geng-Zhang Wu
As a child,
Mother's cattail leaf fan,
Mosquito repellent, cooling for me;
When I grow up,
Heavy love was put into my bag again;
Married,
Motherly love is like a leaf turning to the earth. ...
Hot yellow earth,
Full of the reluctance of the elderly,
The bitterness of life,
Cast your golden character,
Your tenacity and persistence,
The strongest sound that shocks life. ...
You never give up,
Always be a child's indicator light;
The blood is flowing so fast,
The dangers you are destined to experience in your life,
Your straight spine is admirable!
Between gains and losses,
You chose to pay. ...
In a small farmhouse,
But it has the virtual cold and warm of the world;
Tonight the moon is like a hook,
My old mother,
Is it still there?
expect
The footsteps of children coming home. ...
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