Motherly love is great, and greatness comes from selflessness.
Motherly love is full of animal instinct.
Maternal love is permeated with objective agreement.
Motherly love is like a glass of water, colorless and tasteless.
A child is like a fish, never leaving water.
So I often forget the taste of this water.
Motherly love is like a river,
The river is clear and persistent.
Children are like grass by the river, growing sturdily under the nourishment of the river.
Look!
The grass by the river is much greener than that by the river.
Motherly love is like the sea, boundless.
Countless ships were towed to sea.
That ship is a child.
Mothers let their children wander and play on themselves. ...
mother love
childhood
mother love
This is a gentle palm.
Hit on the body
Be concerned about
Grow up
mother love
This is a rough palm.
Touch your face.
The pain is in my heart.
Now
mother love
This is an invisible palm.
Shade the sky
care for
Motherly love, not picky about looks.
Motherly love, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter.
Motherly love is noble and great.
Motherly love, infinite loyalty
Whether you are peaceful or uneasy.
Whether you fail or succeed,
Motherly love, you failed and succeeded.
Motherly love is everywhere.
She, accompany you through life.
It was she who released the dragons and phoenixes on earth.
It's her, Changhong, who made the day.
Don't understand maternal love
You have lost the meaning of life.
Forget maternal love
High-ranking officials are generous, and the blood is cold and the body is weak.
A mother fell into poverty.
Why does one side miss peace?
Dot bright colors with our hands.
Measure overall prosperity with love.
Caring for mother is also the sublimation and purification of you and me.
Try to dry your tears for your mother and enjoy the splendor!
mother love
It is the communication and fusion of blood and pulse.
It is the blessing of the child and the pain of the mother.
mother love
It is the communication and fusion of blood and pulse.
It is the blessing of the child and the pain of the mother.
mother love
Like the spring wind.
She gave it a gentle brush.
The earth will be green.
mother love
It is a cloud in the sky.
Always let the scorching sun
Go through her first.
Give the earth wind, rain and peace.
mother love
This is the sunset after the rain.
Always let the washed earth
Lying in your arms and never giving up.
Write colorful life dreams in the high sky.
Yu Hui