Lotus leaf mother wrote a 300-word poem.

Mom praised mom, you are a lotus leaf, I am a red lotus, and the raindrops in my heart are coming. Except you, who is the shade under my unobstructed sky? Mom, you are the dew, and I am the grass. When my heart dries up, who is my water source except you? Mother, you are the atmosphere and I am the earth. When disaster strikes, who am I but you? Who can nourish my dry heart? Mom, you are running water and I am a fish. The drought is coming. Who can provide me with a stable home except you? Mom, you are a safe haven and I am a boat. When the storm comes, who will rely on me on the sea except you? Mom, you are a bird's nest and I am a bird. The cold in my heart is coming, except. The wind and rain in the sky are coming. Who can make me grow up healthily except you? Mom, you are a thorn, I am a rose, and the danger around me is coming. Except you, who is my strength when I am weak and helpless? Mom, you are a melon shell, I am a melon kernel, and it's raining outside. Who is my protector besides you? Mom, you are sunshine, so am I. The waves in my heart are surging. Who can I rely on besides you? Mom, you are a breeze, I am a dandelion, and the cool autumn is coming. Besides you, who is my hope of sowing? Mom, you are Liang, I am Fang, and the strong typhoon is coming. Besides you, who is the strongest pillar behind me? Mom, you are a key and I am also a key.