Do you have any poems about Mother's Day?

Go home at the end of the year

(Qing, Jiang Shiquan)

I love my son endlessly, and I'm glad to go home.

Cold clothes are needle and thread, and letters from home are ink stains.

If you encounter pity, you will ask for it.

I am ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh.

Send mom home.

(Tang, Li Shangyin)

I was trapped in prison when I parked the car.

Feeling from this, sadness and tears stuck in the throat.

Fang's mother is seriously ill and wants to be a famous doctor.

The bus is very urgent today, but it is difficult to stop.

Motherly love is unrequited, and life demands more.

This life and this life

(Yu Guangzhong)

My most forgetful cry was twice.

Once, at the beginning of my life.

Once, at the end of your life.

The first time, I won't remember.

I heard what you said.

The second time, you don't know.

It's no use telling me.

But between these two cries,

Laughter is endless.

Over and over again.

Reverberated for 30 years.

You know, I remember.