A thousand paper cranes are given to you to keep your troubles away from you!
Give you 1000 lucky stars and let good luck surround you!
Happy Women's Day!
2
Send you a bunch of roses to convey your feelings.
Give you a peach blossom and your luck depends on it.
Send you a white-collar belt, and count on it for a hundred years.
Give you a bowl of tofu and laugh after eating it.
Happy March 8th.
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The annual spring breeze is warm, and old dreams are always round in the old days.
March 8th Exhibition, Kyushu is full of spring.
four
The world is especially beautiful because of the birth of women!
It's just a small greeting, but it's profound!
Happy Women's Day!
five
The annual March 8 th Festival, to hell with those jobs and trifles,
Hero, it's time to rest today. I have something to take on.
six
Working people are the most beautiful. You work hard,
The world is beautiful because of you, but I can't live without you! Happy holidays!
seven
Without the sun, flowers will not bloom;
Without love, happiness will not come;
Without women, there is no love;
I don't know what my future would be like without you,
Bless you and have a happy Women's Day. Reply: ice558 | Level 2 | 2011-3-610: 32.
1, March 8th Women's Day
-A song for my mother
Stepping on the breath of spring
This beautiful day
Fuck you and fuck me.
My heart is as warm as the sea.
I really want to sing a carol for you.
I am neither a singer nor a poet.
I can't write a melody or sing a poem.
I lack flash inspiration and genius thinking.
I am ashamed that the deepest love can't be explained by a trickle.
But today,
I want to present a heart song for you.
May my song become a needle and thread.
Sew up the split wound for you.
May my songs turn into raindrops.
Moisten throat and quench thirst.
May my songs turn into clouds.
Bring fragrance to your life.
My original song turned into a cloud.
Refracting the luster of the sun for you
it's you
Gave me a beating pulse.
it's you
Gave me the joy of my childhood.
it's you
Teach me to take my time in adversity
2. Mother
Years climb on your forehead,
Time flies on my shoulders,
In the morning light, you smile,
There are still many vicissitudes,
Hold up my soft wings.
That sweet and delicious meal,
A warm and soft sweater;
Tireless teaching;
The complex of life is closely connected with me,
After being dissolved in the blood,
In the bone marrow,
In my heart,
Your love touched me.
I finally know that there is one thing in this world,
Richer than the water in the Yangtze River,
More thrilling than the Yellow River;
Tougher and evergreen than the green of pine and cypress;
That's your love,
Your deep love,
Selfless love,
My mother.
Step 3: Hands
I don't understand everything you gave me.
You polish my eyes.
So the world opened before my eyes.
I started walking up and down this strange street.
But you can always see a pair of big hands protecting and guiding.
I am chasing these big hands and stroking their vicissitudes covered by history.
However, I can't help sighing about the lost time.
It's these eager eyes.
You never stop, you must keep going.
I don't know what the destination is.
Your soul has left your body.
Does the soul not feel tired?
The world will eventually be gathered by eyes.
The street you walk on will no longer be strange.
Looking at those beautiful big hands and eyes, I feel very fuzzy. Interviewee: Xulin1111| Level II | 2011-3-719: 42.
I don't understand everything you gave me.
You polish my eyes.
So the world opened before my eyes.
I started walking up and down this strange street.
But you can always see a pair of big hands protecting and guiding.
I am chasing these big hands and stroking their vicissitudes covered by history.
However, I can't help sighing about the lost time.
It's these eager eyes.
You never stop, you must keep going.
I don't know what the destination is.
Your soul has left your body.
Does the soul not feel tired?
The world will eventually be gathered by eyes.
The street you walk on will no longer be strange.