What about mom's time? Poetry.

After a night's sleep, how many dawns and nights were sent away,

Sadness and joy are mixed, and they are accompanied by each other several times.

Cold comes and summer goes, spanning spring, summer, autumn and winter,

Looking back suddenly, life has climbed halfway up the mountain.

Where has all the time gone?

How many people shouted and asked.

I didn't do anything,

Why are you so old?

Time is mother's warm and comfortable embrace,

Time is the endless cry of cicadas in the tree in front of the door.

Time is puppy love, a schoolbag on your shoulder.

Before and after the flowers, time is romantic and warm.

Time is Gao Tang's parents and children.

Time is when you accompany me to watch the intoxicating sunset.

Time flies between you and me,

How many cracks have time bridged?

Time is like a rushing river, which never stops.

Time condenses everything in the past into beautiful eternity.

When bored and decadent, time is wasted and barren,

On the road to success, time makes you brilliant.

Time is as boundless as the universe,

Time is as precious as gold.

Cherish time and be the master of your life.

Seize the time and make the limited life interesting.

Today, right now,

Sail, set sail, ride, gallop.

Weave the same dream with the rainbow of time,

Sail through the tunnel of time to the fairyland on earth, which is equally real and illusory.