Mom, I want to be a great poet for a long time, but a talented child also has such a dream.
What a wonderful dream, mom. I really want to write one.
I will always sing your poems, but I am always worried about writing them badly.
Mom, you are the most beautiful poem in my heart, and you are in every line.
There are your smiles in my happy poems and your sad tears in my sad rhymes.
Mother, every smile of yours is a spring in my poem, and every tear of yours is a poor lament in my poem.
Every kind look in your eyes is an ardent hope in my poetry, and every nerve in you is my infinite poetic inspiration.
The mother's heart and her daughter's heart are connected, and the mother is always sensing her daughter's every heartbeat.
Mom, your heart is loving the Wang Yang sea, and your daughter is willing to be a boat in your sea.
Carrying a boat full of poems of gratitude and love, wandering in your heart.