Author: Bing Xin?
Mom, for a long time
I just want to write a poem for you.
But I wrote it many times.
I haven't written it yet
Mom, I wrote this poem for you.
I don't know how to start.
I don't know how to end it.
I don't know what to write.
It's like slapping you hard when you were a child.
I don't know whether to accept it bravely.
Or should I choose to escape?
Mom, I thought of you again tonight.
I decided to write a poem for you.
Even if it's not well written
Even if you are far from home.
Never read ...
Mom, if you see a small white boat in your dream.
Don't be surprised that he dreams for no reason.
This was folded by your beloved daughter in tears.
Wan Shui Qian Shan begged him to take her love and sorrow home.
2. "Ah, Mom"
Author: Shu Ting
Oh, mom,
Your pale fingertips touch my temple,
I can't help acting like a child.
Hold on to your skirt.
Oh, mom,
In order to keep your aging figure,
Although the morning light cuts dreams into smoke,
I still dare not open my eyes for a long time.
I still cherish that bright red scarf,
Afraid that cleaning will make it
Lose your unique warmth.
Oh, mom,
Isn't the running water of the years just as ruthless?
I'm afraid my memory will disappear,
How dare I open its screen easily?
I cried out to you for a thorn,
Now that I'm wearing a jingguan, I dare not.
I dare not moan,
Oh, mom,
I often look up at your photos sadly,
Even if the call can penetrate the loess,
How dare I disturb your sleep?
I dare not show the sacrifice of love like this,
Although I have written many songs.
For flowers, for the sea, for the dawn.
Oh, mom,
My sweet, soft and deep memory,
Not rapids, not waterfalls,
It's a dry well, and I can't sing in the shade of flowers and trees.
3. "Mother Love"
Author: Feng Ming
It's a ray of warm sunshine.
With the arrival of every day in the four seasons.
Ripple like spring breeze
Let all emotions wake up from hibernation.
It is an understanding of life.
Sending out the fragrance of life.
Emotional sweet intoxication
There is no doubt about it.
It is a kind of willing love.
Even if the wind wrinkles the sky of time.
Even if the rain wet the youth.
Even if the soul is beaten by peaks and valleys.
What could be more reliable than this?
Don't say anything
know everything
Only true love is selfless here.
4. Ah, Mom
Author: Shu Ting
Your pale fingertips touch my temple,
I can't help acting like a child.
Hold on to your skirt.
Ah, mom,
In order to keep your aging figure,
Although the morning light cuts dreams into smoke,
I still dare not open my eyes for a long time.
I still cherish that bright red scarf,
Afraid that cleaning will make it
Lose your unique warmth.
Ah, mom,
Isn't the running water of the years just as ruthless?
I'm afraid my memory will disappear,
How dare I open its screen easily?
I cried out to you for a thorn,
Now that I'm wearing a police uniform, I dare not,
I dare not moan.
Ah, mom,
I often look up at your photos sadly,
Even if the call can penetrate the loess,
How dare I disturb your sleep?
I dare not show the gift of love like this,
Although I have written many songs.
For flowers, for the sea, for the dawn.
Ah, mom,
My sweet, soft and deep memory,
Not rapids, not waterfalls,
It is an ancient well that can't sing among flowers and trees.
5. "To Mother"
Author: Jane three
If I were a bird.
You are my nest.
I hatch in your nest.
Crying in your nest
When the wind comes, you cover the quilt.
The rain came, and you blocked it.
It is your rich and warm nest.
Nourish my feathers and hide my wings
This is your solid love nest
Raise my wings and fly high.
Fly to Liaokong
Fly over the ocean
Sing in the wind
Soar in the rain
No matter where I fly
You are my home.
always
Love never forgets.