Poem for Mother's Day 1 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.
Poem 2 for Mother's Day Mom, can you use the hands of dead tree skin?
Brush off the frost that has turned gray on your temples? I know
The bow of the red ribbon bleached the black hair in my memory.
Long time no see. Mother, as if nothing had happened.
Or wriggle a loose tooth gently?
It's neither too tight nor too slow. Laugh in tears
Sing some songs that are still fresh in my childhood.
Memory is the snake of missing. Draw a word
Winding forward, my bitter ink in this life.
Mom, are you still willing to use this cracked tongue core?
Lick my arrogant poison. I am in front of you.
Always a child who doesn't grow up.
So there is a vague topic called maternal love.
It is undoubtedly the stupidest injury to a wanderer.
Mom, you are old. You used to be as famous as chrysanthemums.
The edge of the white porcelain bottle has your residual medicine fragrance.
Plain silk was very popular in the old days. manage
Brushed the heart of love, but still
I can't hide your crazy concern.
The autumn wind has started. Even in the shadow of loneliness, mom
Don't catch cold either. No matter when and where
Sunset depends on a crutch called a child.
And you, on fertile soil.
Seeds covered with vegetation are sprouting and growing.
And I, at the moment. I just want to hear your call.
My real name. In a trance, mother
I seem to be back in the yard, next to the well where I drew water as a child.
A poem dedicated to Mother's Day in 3 hours.
Motherly love is the cradle.
Mother hummed nursery rhymes.
Shake it, shake it.
I rocked to Waipo Bridge.
When I grow up
Maternal love is a bowl.
Hot egg noodles
And a new cotton-padded coat.
There is heat in my heart
Body warmth
afterwards
Motherly love is just some trivial nagging.
There are thousands of instructions before leaving.
Son, it's good to be at home. It's always difficult to go out.
It's not good to be outside. I miss home.
Just come back early.
Now
Motherly love is the telephone in your hand.
There are also long telephone lines that are pulled.
Home phone number
Wanderers dial their hearts every night.
A poem dedicated to Mother's Day in full bloom on May 4th.
Ushered in the annual Mother's Day.
Looking at bundles of bright red carnations
seem
Saw a kind and lovely mother.
But one day in May,
Not when I was born.
Grandma said
My son's birthday is a painful day for my mother.
In my heart
Only the moment I was born.
It's my mother's day.
only
Few people know.
Few people remember.
however
On this day every year.
But there are many relatives and friends with me.
Spend together
thank you
my dear mother
Thank you for bringing me to a beautiful world.
Let me enjoy the joys and sorrows of the world.
You are my eternal life.
A wonderful song that can't be sung
thank you
my dear mother
Although today is not my mother's day.
But I still
Send you a bunch of beautiful carnations.
Good luck and happiness forever.
Poem 5 dedicated to Mother's Day: Mom is not around.
I celebrated the festival for her.
-Heart!
Turn over
Records of lost songs
When I was a teenager, I drove an ox cart.
Listen to mom's call
Back to the village.
I know
Children's height
Brand these shoes.
The palms are covered with calluses.
I know
The children's laughter
Carve it on
On the forehead of wind and rain
Festival night
Mom's not around.
I listen to the old knocker.
When suddenly knocking at the door.
Mom's eyes
I wrote a poem for Mother's Day when I was born.
I was greeted by my mother's tearful smile.
When I cry
What moved me was my mother's gentle little hand.
When I was a toddler
With mom's encouraging eyes.
When I grow up,
What protects me is my mother's meticulous care.
When I travel far away
What worries me is my mother's eternal love.
Poem 7 dedicated to Mother's Day: Mother's care is the wind of spring.
Send it to children traveling far away.
mercy
Mother's concern is a cloud in summer.
Pass it on to children traveling far away.
cool
Mother's concern is the mud in autumn.
No matter how far a child floats like a leaf.
Nostalgia remains strong.
Mother's concern is the fire of winter.
Although the weather is very cold everywhere, it is very cold.
But my heart feels very warm, very warm.
The eighth poem dedicated to Mother's Day: I am used to strutting high and looking at the sky.
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!
Poetry dedicated to Mother's Day whenever spring comes.
On barren land
It is always full of golden rape flowers.
At that time, you spent your beautiful years.
Work hard for the family.
How many times have you used your warm and rough hands?
Hold me like a child.
Walking on the country road home
Humming a warm tune
Flowers bloom, and you are young.
And then slowly
I'll never see it again.
That golden field
And the figure working in the field
How many times?
In the dream of a foreign land
Scenes emerge
Childhood scenes
Today, I am by your side.
Look at you carefully.
Frost has formed on the temples.
In this bright city
You don't have that year.
As beautiful as rape blossoms.
The years are just right, and you are old.
I wrote many poems.
Write about mountains, water and love.
Let me write you a poem.
My mother
Love is the greatest love in the world.
Well, this is a great kindness from heaven and earth.
Poems dedicated to Mother's Day 10 Prescription for the World
I only trust my mother's remedies.
She was cured.
My stomach trouble, migraine
Stop the bleeding from my broken finger.
She only uses grapefruit shells.
The fruit of a maple tree
Cured my heart disease.
And urticaria
Use two or three pieces of neem bark
Cure my scabies
She used a more magical therapy.
Cure my childhood loneliness.
The troubles of teenagers and the sadness of youth
Mom has been away for many years.
She cured the disease with folk therapy.
Most of them will not recur.
Once in a while, for no reason at all.
Think about mom.
You will get rid of this disease soon.
in other words
Memories of my mother
This is also a folk prescription.
Poem for Mother's Day 1 1 Mom, on the road of life.
You spilled all the gold for me.
Mom, between ignorance and maturity
You built a bridge for me.
travel around the world
Your love will always be with me.
Mom, I see your white hair.
Touch the wrinkles you carved on your face.
I really want to say, "You have worked hard!"
Mom, you often point out the lost lamb.
Moisten this little sapling.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die.
Your previous figure
Ripple in my heart
Mom, you have worked hard!
Poetry for Mother's Day 12 If I were a leaf on a tree.
Touch your face and cheeks occasionally—
If I were a pool of rain on the ground
Occasionally projected in your heart—
If I were a spring breeze
Occasionally by your side—
I mumbled "Mom" in my dream.
But I don't know the way you look at me
Shining with the light of love.
Poem for Mother's Day 13 In the field, Mother
You bend down to make famous paintings.
A face covered with wheat straw
Tired and bright
The gentleness of the silver night
From the thatched cottage
Our home will always be green.
The soul from the mother
Always open
Grandchildren's corn and ears of grain
hand down from generation to generation
Surround you into a village
In the mother's broad fragrance
I only have the smell and desire of a mung bean.
Poems for Mother's Day 14 They are all praising you.
mother
Because of love
Today, all people are gentle as water.
I also want to say thank you, mom.
I'm afraid you'll laugh
I'm afraid you'll reach out and hit me.
Say silly boy
Now, I can only stand by quietly outside the window.
Listen carefully with the ears you gave me
Look carefully with the eyes you gave me.
Let you in the other world continue to perceive.
Feel everything you love in this world.
Poetry for Mother's Day 15 I love you, Mom.
Because you gave me life.
Let me in the beautiful world
I saw the bright sun.
I love you, mom.
Because you make me happy.
Let me in my ignorant childhood
Carefree growth
I love you, mom.
Because you work hard for me,
I study hard.
I have grown up.
Because of my study, I can't be around you.
Salute you
The son is unfilial.
Mother's Day is here.
Your son is not with you.
My son is on his way to school.
My son is far away from you,
Mom, I love you,
forever and always