A poem to my mother
Mother, I have wanted to write a poem for you for a long time
But I have written it many times
Still not finished
Mother, I wrote this poem for you
I don’t know how to start
I don’t know how to start How to end
I don’t know what to write
It’s like facing your harsh slap when I was a child
I don’t know whether to accept it bravely
Should I choose to escape
Mother, I think of you again tonight
I decided to write a poem for you
Even if I can’t Not good
Even if you are far away in your hometown
you will never be able to read...
Mother, if you saw a small white boat in your dream Son,
Don’t be surprised if he falls into a dream for no reason.
This is written by your beloved daughter with tears in her eyes,
Thousands of rivers and mountains, begging him to carry her love and sorrow back home.
——Bing Xin
Your pale fingertips caress my temples
I can’t help but feel as tight as when I was a child
Holding on to your skirt
Oh, mother
To keep your disappearing figure
Although the morning light has cut the dream into wisps of smoke
I still dare not open my eyes for a long time
I still treasure that bright red scarf
I am afraid that washing it will make it lose its uniqueness to you
The warmth
Oh, mother
The passage of time is also ruthless
I am afraid that the memory will also fade
How dare I easily Open its screen
For a thorn I once cried to you
Now wearing a crown of thorns, I dare not
Not a single moan< /p>
Oh, mother
I often look up at your photos sadly
Even if the call can penetrate the loess
How dare I alarm you? Sleep
I dare not display the sacrifices of love like this
Although I have written many songs
To the flowers, to the sea, to the dawn
Oh, mother
My sweet and deep yearning
It is not a torrent, not a waterfall
It is impossible to sing among the flowers and trees. Dry Well
——Shu Ting
Mother is as humble as moss,
solemn as the morning sun,
soft as the sound of water in the south of the Yangtze River,
p>
As strong as a thousand-year-old cold jade,
When you raise your eyes,
She is the bright moon,
When you lower your head,
She is the vast earth.
——Lov
(1)
Your greatness has condensed my flesh and blood
Your greatness has shaped my Soul
Your life is a voyage of love
You use beautiful annual rings
to compile a calendar that exudes the fragrance of ink
< p>I spend every year in your affectionPlaying on your shoulders and knees
(2)
You are a big tree Tree
Imagine relying on you in spring
Prosperity relying on you in summer
Mature relying on you in autumn.
Contemplation relying on you in winter
Your tall and broad crown~
Making the wilderness never wild
Mother, you gave me life
You are the one who nurtured me The land of growth
(3)
You are the comfort when you are sad
You are the hope when you are depressed
You are the hope when you are weak Is strength
Take shelter from the wind and rain in your little bay
You have broadened my horizons
You are my forever best friend and the driving force of life
(4).
You carefully lean over to protect with love and compassion
You show your bright mind to your heart's content
Your energetic smile is strong< /p>
Your boiling blood flows endlessly
(5)
Let me immerse myself in your joy
Let me enjoy you In the warmth of your arms
Let me be intoxicated in your arms
Let me nestle in your arms
(6)
There is a faint poetry in the leisurely clouds
There is a lingering love in the faint poetry
There is a deep feeling in the lingering love
Deep There is a deep meaning in love
(7)
If mother is the rain, then I will be the rainbow after the rain
If mother is the moon, then I will be the rainbow Star of the Moon
My mother is the root of my growth
I am the ideal fruit of my mother
(8)
I have grown up My mother’s black hair is like that on maple leaves
The frost is dotted with silver light
I deeply kiss the traces of those years
Hold them I dedicate my heart to you
(9)
May the fragrant and mellow sweetness linger in your life
May my silver bell-like laughter be filled with laughter between your brows
May all my blessings rub into your heart
A green leaf is full of its love for its roots
An ode condenses my love for you My love and respect
Let the flowers in your heart bloom like clouds
Let the fragrance accompany you through the long years
<>
You are pale His fingertips are caressing my temples,
I can't help but hold on to the skirt of your clothes as I did when I was a child.
Ah, mother,
In order to keep your disappearing figure,
Although the morning light has cut the dream into smoke,
< p>I still didn’t dare to open my eyes for a long time.I still treasure that bright red scarf,
I am afraid that washing it will make it
lose your unique warmth.
Ah, mother,
Isn’t the flow of time equally ruthless?
I am afraid that my memory will also fade.
How dare I open its screen so easily?
For a thorn I cried to you,
Now wearing a crown of thorns, I dare not,
Not a single moan.
Ah, mother,
I often look up at your photo sadly,
Even if the call can penetrate the loess,
How can I Dare to disturb your sleep?
I don’t dare to display the gifts of love like this,
Although I have written many songs,
To the flowers, to the sea, to the dawn.
Ah, mother,
My sweet and deep yearning,
It is not a rapid torrent, not a waterfall,
It is covered by flowers and trees There is no singing in the ancient well.
Poems in Praise of Mother
"Hymn to Mother"
When I was a child, I heard that the moon is like my mother,
Everything in the sky The stars are all her children,
The stars are like many brothers and sisters,
*** and love each other in a big family.
The first time I traveled far after growing up,
Speechlessly, mother, you put the clothes you had sewn by yourself back into shape,
along with the selflessness of a moon
Put all your love into my bag.
In that dream of twinkling stars,
How many times did you cover me with the quilt that fell aside?
My tears of concern beat my feet as I walked.
Every tear is a poem praising mother.
Author: Wang Guozhen
How can I thank you
When I walked towards you
I originally wanted to harvest a ray of spring breeze< /p>
You gave me the whole spring
How can I thank you
When I walked towards you
I wanted to hold you in my arms A cluster of waves
But you gave me the entire ocean
How can I thank you
When I walk towards you
I I wanted to pick up a red leaf
But you gave me the entire maple forest
How can I thank you
When I walked towards you
I wanted to kiss a snowflake
But you gave me a silver world
----------------- -------------------------------------------------- -------------Mother's love (2)
Mountains are not as high as mother's love;
The sea is not as deep as mother's love; < /p>
The sky is not vast without mother’s love;
The earth is not inclusive by mother’s love;
The sun is not warm by mother’s love;
Clouds are not as white as mother's love;
Flowers are not as brilliant as mother's love. Mom
Who puts on clothes for us when we are cold?
Who cooks for us when we are hungry?
Who encourages us when we fail;
is happy for us when we succeed?
She is not a robot; not a computer,
She is my mother.
My mother is not Santa Maria,
nor Jesus,
not even God,
but she is as gentle as Santa Maya , Kind
As loving as Jesus,
As wise as God.
Ah! Mom is so great! Love
Perhaps time has taken away your magnificence,
Leaving the paleness of your hair,
But it can never take away your kind smile? < /p>
Mom, on this special day,
Please allow me to offer my most sincere gratitude!
Happy Mother’s Day.
Words
My beloved mother,
I can’t finish what I want to say,
I can’t finish what I want to write,
p>
Everything,
It’s all in words.
Mom is...
She gives us infinite warmth,
Mom is the scorching sun in summer,
She gives us strong Shocking,
Mother is the sunset in autumn,
She gives us a colorful life,
Mother is the sunrise in winter,
She gives us unlimited hope "Transcript",
is the name of a breakfast shop,
I,
am the name of "Transcript Breakfast Shop" chef.
Every time my mother comes to eat,
she always orders one fried dough stick and two eggs,
But,
this chef ,
But only gave her a big duck egg.
Eternal Mother
When you open your newborn eyes for the first time
The first thing you see is the incomparable holiness of a mother
The loving gaze and joy Tears flow——
My eyes are unblinking, staring at you carefully
Your hazy and ignorant heart beats instinctively
But you can’t express the love of family. A flurry of limbs
You are so anxious that you can’t help but cry loudly
After many days and nights of nurturing
Finally sit up straight and hold your little Body
After adjusting EQ and IQ
Never wait, just shouted out the most precious first voice in life
Mom
p>This is the most touching primitive implication
No matter how many languages ??are rhymed in the world
Only this cry is absolutely the same
Nothing Music, no poetry can be more moving than this sound
Fifty-five springs have passed and autumn has come
Twenty-seventy-seven days of wind and rain< /p>
What is washed away
is the dust of the years
What is left behind
is the developed root system
the branches The towering tree with lush leaves
frost dyed white hair
transformed into flowing black hair
wrinkles like carvings
transformed into thousands of roots strand
An umbilical cord that can never be cut
Blood connected
It is not just the reproduction of surnames
Mother
< p>Mother's left shoulderCarrying filial piety
Mother's right shoulder
Caring for nurturing
Bending down
< p>She is a mountain on the earthHold her head high
She is a tree under the blue sky
To the mountains
Children are in the mountains Stream
To the big tree
Children are leaves on the tree. A poem written to the mother
■"Mom"
Author: 藑 Rainbow
When I met you,
I was ten years old/you were thirty-five.
You are a sweet-faced mother/
Your love is a basin full of bath water/
Warm,
Almost floats me.
■Mother
Author: Gao Mingcheng
The earth keeps rotating
Accidentally fell into a ditch when I was young
You lifted me from the earth in a pool of blood
Suddenly picked me up
You are the almighty strongman!
A thousand raindrops fell from the edge of the umbrella
The droplets poured into your back
I am in your arms but not affected by the rain
< p>The hospital is actually the end of the marathonIt is your brave ambulance!
The morning star is constantly born and dying
I also know that it ages and partes
Remorse will always be deeply rooted in the heart after farewell
< p>One inch of grass and endless rivers can never be enough to complainThe spring is bright and the sea is bright and the sky is endless
This is your incarnation of Avalokitesvara!
■
Author: Xu Yilan
Modern parents use respect, understanding and care
to accept the strengths and weaknesses of their children, < /p>
Encourage instead of blame,
Praise instead of complain,
Give them sufficient spiritual food,
Instill that new books are better than new clothes concept.
■Ode to Mother
Author: Zheng Guozhu
Although the mother is still poor
The love of children for their mother is never ambiguous
We just shout "Long live mother"
A deeper love surges in our hearts like a volcano
Although the mother is ordinary and useless
She is in the hearts of her children He is a real hero
Who can achieve more achievements by princes, generals and ministers?
The children can keep their mother's kindness in their hearts
Although the mother is soft-spoken
She is more important than Mount Tai in the hearts of the children
She did not have any earth-shattering achievements
But she used her mother to nurture the success of her children
(Excerpt)
■An Ordinary Life
Author: Du Jinghua Source: Mother's kindness is unforgettable
Your little feet
How many roads have you traveled?
And on your frail shoulders
you are still carrying a heavy burden
This road is long and long
It Covered with your blood, your sweat, your tears
And endless humiliation
Your brown cheek
It says You have been working hard for many years
Yet
you never seem to know what to complain about
You are always tenacious and keep walking
It is always a long road under your feet
I never asked you why you walked
You never thought of telling anyone
You are always like that Silently
Go silently, go. ． ． ． ． ．
Your little feet,
Walk a long road
with no end in sight
■Dedicated to Xianci Hymn
Author: Wen Wen
The breeze blows and the sun stirs, and the mother's kindness is endlessly expressed with deep affection
The nature of raising a daughter and caring for her child makes the tears of pregnancy and childbirth remain
Being frightened and frightened, my heart turns into a phoenix and becomes a dragon, and my soul is in my dreams
The most beautiful poem by Meng Jiao is "The Spring Glows on an Inch of Grass" and "Eternal Life"
■Mother is so great
Mother Like the moon, shining on the doors and windows of my house, it is holy and kind, emitting the light of love.
For the sake of my children, I am not afraid of the dark clouds blocking me. Give me warmth and encourage me to make progress.
Mother, I love you, I love you, you are so great.
Mother is like a star, shining on the doors and windows of my house. She is holy and kind, emitting the light of love.
■Grateful heart
I came from accident, like a piece of dust, who can see my fragility
Where do I come from, where do I go? , who will call me at the next moment
Although the world is wide, this road is difficult to walk. I have seen all the ups and downs in this world
How much love do I still have, how many tears do I still have, I want God to know that I will not admit defeat
A grateful heart, thank you for being with me throughout my life, giving me the courage to be myself
A grateful heart, thank you for the flowers that bloom and fall I will cherish it as well
■Mother, I love you
Mother! Mother! I love you. You taught us to endure hardship and you taught us to strive for success
Childhood The scene is always in the dream. Mother's love will never be forgotten. Mother's kindness will never be forgotten
Even if it is stormy seas, even wind, frost, snow and rain
With your mother, everyone is willing to struggle. Chengdaqi
■Poem dedicated to mother
"M-more": That is how much my mother has given me;
"O -old": But my mother is getting older slowly;
"T-tear": It is the string of tears that my mother wiped away for me;
"H-heart ": This is the mother's heart as pure as gold;
"E-eye": She is the mother's loving eyes;
"R-right": Yes My wish for my mother - health and happiness forever!
——After you put them together, you will understand why we call affectionately: mother——mother!
■Make mom happier
Mother’s love makes us warm;
Mother’s selflessness makes us moved;
Mother The broadness of the story shocks us;
And making our mother happy is our common wish!
I hope to adopt it ~ all belong to my mother...