Modern poems written to mothers include "Mother in the Storm", "Mother, thank you for your hard work", "Thanks for Mother's Love", "Mother's Love", and "Paper Boat to Mother".
1. "Mother in the Storm"
Life seems to be walking on a road that is often windy and rainy, with mother at the forefront. I gave my mother some umbrellas to protect my children from the wind and rain, and my mother gave them to me. Oh, the children under the umbrella, the mother outside the umbrella, the rain is no longer rain, it is a tear of happiness sent by God to the world.
2. "Mother, thank you for your hard work"
The human body can leave, but the person will not leave, just like we will not forget our ancestors or our mother. My mother is my quilt, without her I feel cold. Mother is the salt in the dish, without her life would be tasteless. The mother must have had her share of pain. Those wandering pains often hang on her face, intertwined with the smiles of the king and her children.
3. "Thanks for Mother's Love"
God created women to multiply life. From then on, the most beautiful title in the world - mother. When a woman becomes a mother, she is no longer arrogant and willful, and no longer selfish and narrow-minded.
Women, because of their maternal nature, will be caring, amiable, kind-hearted, considerate and patient. Maternal love is like a big tree, providing shelter for children from wind and rain; maternal love is like the sea, always so selfless and tolerant. In the long river of history, in the evolution of nature, maternal love is the driving force, and she has no regrets. She is so infatuated.
4. "Mother's Love"
When I am sad, you are the comfort; when I am depressed, you are the hope; when I am weak, you are the strength. Taking shelter from the wind and rain in your little cove, you broadened my horizons. You are my forever best friend and the driving force of life.
5. "Paper Boat to Mother"
I never abandon a piece of paper, I always keep it, keep it, and fold it into small boats. Son, thrown from the boat into the sea. Some were blown by the wind into the windows of the boat, and some were wet by the waves and stained on the bow of the boat.
I still keep folding them every day without getting discouraged, always hoping that one of them will flow to where I want him to go. Mother, if you see a very small boat in your dream, don't be surprised that it entered the dream for no reason. This is the boat that your beloved daughter made with tears in her eyes, begging him to carry her love and sorrow back home.