My mother's poems are as follows:
1. "Praise to Mother"
Mother is a big ship, carrying me to the sea.
To pursue the mystery of life and explore the magic of the world.
Mother is a high mountain that contains all things.
Nurture my growth and strengthen my body and mind.
Mother is a moving song that takes me everywhere.
Use her beautiful tune to sing the history of the motherland.
Mother is a spring breeze that brings life to all things in the world.
Yingying’s steps bring vitality.
Mother is the spring rain that nourishes all things on the earth.
Ah! Mother.
I love you, you are the forever favorite in my heart.
2. "Mother, Mother"
——Dedicated to all the mothers in the world on "Mother's Day"
Your silver hair, rickety body, lonely figure.
You are old, and you live in the countryside.
At 80 years old, you still fetch water and cook for yourself.
You still guard my childhood home, the hometown of my dreams.
You have raised our four children throughout your life, and your four children are the pride of your life.
The dove you let fly is your lifelong concern and hope for survival.
Every time I mention it to others, my kind face is always filled with smiles.
Mother, I have gone through many hardships.
How can my mother, who has endured so much suffering, write so many words with her blunt pen?
I am deeply in love.
3. "In Praise of Mothers"
——This document is dedicated to all mothers in the world, regardless of whether they are poor or rich.
Mother, can you use your hands of withered tree bark to brush away the gray frost on your temples?
I know that the red ribbon bow has bleached the black hair in my memory for a long time.
Mother, as if nothing has happened, you still gently wriggle your loose teeth.
Take your time and sing songs that are still fresh in your childhood with the smile behind the curtain of tears.
Memory is the snake of longing. It draws out a word and winds its way through it, the remaining ink of my remaining pain in this life.
Mother, you still do not hesitate to use this dry tongue to lick away the poison of my pride.
In front of you, I will always be a child who will never grow up.
So, there is a vague topic called maternal love.
Undoubtedly the most stupid injury among wanderers.
Mother, you, who once had a name like chrysanthemum, are old.
The edge of the white porcelain bottle has your remaining medicinal fragrance, and the plain silk is deep in the past.
The loving heart that was wiped out during the care is still there, and it cannot hide the crazy growth of your care.
The autumn wind has begun.
Even in the lonely shadow, mother, don’t catch a cold.
No matter when and where, the setting sun must rely on a kind of crutch called children.
And you, on the fertile soil where you were born.
The seeds covered by vegetation are sprouting and growing.
And I, at this moment.
I just want to hear you call me my baby name.
In a trance, mother.
I seem to be back in the courtyard, beside the well where I drew water when I was a child.
4. "Mother in the Wind and Rain"
Every day seems to be walking on a road that is often windy and rainy, and mother is 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.
Ah, the children under the umbrella, the mother outside the umbrella.
The rain is no longer rain, but a tear of happiness sent by God to the world.
Mother. Thanks for your hard work.
The human body can leave, but the person will not leave.
Just like we will never forget our ancestors or our mother.
My mother is my quilt, without her I will feel cold.
Mother is the salt in the dish. Without her, life would be tasteless.
Mother must have her pain, those wandering pains.
It often hangs on her face, intertwined with the smiles of her children.
5. "Great Mother's Love"
Pick a bouquet of the brightest roses and express all the words of love for your mother.
My mother said I was stupid.
Rose is the flower that symbolizes love, no, it is also the flower that children give to their mothers.
It’s been a long time since I heard the jokes my mother told me when I was a child.
I really regret that I fell asleep before I finished listening to those words.
The mother said, silly child, the mother will never finish what she wants to say to her children.
Even if I sleep in the grave, you will always be my concern.