Children's Poems on Mother's Day 1 Words repeated by Mom
Go home every Spring Festival,
Mother always repeats one sentence:
I worked hard to raise my son,
Now she has become a monk like a daughter,
Go home once or twice a year,
A year is so far away,
Even mom doesn't know how to grow up.
I bowed my head and couldn't answer,
Suddenly hugged mom,
Let tears overflow the white hair of mother's sideburns.
Mother's Day Children's Poetry 2 Mom, when can I grow up?
I asked my mother affectionately:
Mom, when can I grow up?
Mother asked doubtfully: Is childhood bad?
Oh, no, it's not. I had a wonderful childhood.
But, but I can't help you.
Seeing the heavy hoe on your shoulder,
I said, mom, let me help you move it.
You said: You are not as tall as a hoe. Go read a book.
Mom, when can I grow up?
Watching you pull out the seedlings and encourage them,
I haven't got up for hours,
I said, mom, let me help you pull it out.
Son, your hands are not thick enough,
You go home and accompany your sister to the player's house.
Mom, when can I grow up?
Watching you pick lotus seeds,
I said, mom, I can take it off.
Son, your feet are not strong enough.
You'll be stabbed by a lotus stalk!
Oh, mom, when can I grow up?
Look at the mud on your feet,
I said, mom, let me help you wash your feet.
Mother said: well, now mother can rest.
I asked: Mom, when can I grow up?
Mother with tears in her eyes, smiled and said:
My son has grown up and is a sensible baby.
Oh, mom, then why don't you let me do something for you?
Why do I often not listen to you?