Motherly love is a warm spring breeze.

When I failed,

Sweep away the sadness in my heart,

Inspire me not to give up,

What is maternal love?

Motherly love is brilliant sunshine,

When I lost confidence,

Bring me warmth and encouragement!

What is maternal love?

Motherly love is an umbrella,

When I'm cold,

Protect me from wind, frost, rain and snow,

What is maternal love?

Motherly love is a beautiful rainbow,

When I feel that life is boring,

Let my life be colorful!

Mom,

Although you are ordinary,

But in my heart,

You're like a patron saint given to me by heaven,

When I needed you most,

You always appear in front of my eyes,

Stay with me.

■ Mother's Poems

( 1)

Your greatness has condensed my flesh and blood.

Your greatness has shaped my soul

Your life is a journey of love

You use beautiful annual rings

Weave calendars with fragrant ink.

I spend every year in your love.

Play with your shoulders and knees.

(2)

You are a big tree.

Spring depends on your fantasy.

Summer depends on your prosperity.

Autumn depends on your maturity.

Rely on your meditation in winter

Your tall and wide crown ~

Let the fields never be barren.

Mom, you gave me life.

You are the land where I grew up.

(3)

When you are sad, you will be comforted.

When you are depressed, you hope.

When you are weak, you are strength.

Take shelter from the wind and rain in your little bay

You have broadened my horizons.

You are my best friend forever and the driving force of life.

(4)

You leaned over and guarded with love and caution.

You show your clever mind to your heart's content

Your exuberant energy and bright smile.

Your boiling blood keeps flowing.

(5)

Let me immerse myself in your joy.

Let me enjoy your warmth.

Let me be intoxicated in your arms

Let me snuggle up in your arms

(6)

There are faint poems in the long clouds.

There is continuous love in a faint poem.

There is affection in constant love.

Affectionate and meaningful.

(7)

If mother is rain, then I am a rainbow after rain.

If my mother is the moon, then I am the star holding the moon.

Mother is the foundation of my growth.

I am my mother's ideal fruit.

(8)

When I grow up, my mother's black hair is like a maple leaf.

The frost sparkled with silver stars.

I deeply kissed the traces of those years j)'

Give you my heart.

(9)

May fragrance and mellow fragrance haunt your life.

May my silvery laughter fill your brow.

May all my blessings rub into your heart.

A green leaf is full of its friendship with the roots.

An ode condensed my love for you. "

Let the flowers in your heart bloom like clouds.

Let the fragrance accompany you through the long years.

■ Ode to Mother

Author: Zheng

Although mother is still poor.

The child's love for his mother is unambiguous.

We just shouted "Long live mother"

Deeper love erupts in my heart like a volcano.

Although my mother is ordinary and has a great reaction,

She is the real hero in children's hearts.

Who can live in the achievements of princes and princes?

Children can keep their mother's kindness in mind.

Although mother speaks softly,

She is heavier than Mount Tai in children's hearts.

She has made no earth-shattering achievements.

But my mother and I watered the children's success together.

Motherly love (poem)

Article source: "Holy Motherly Love"

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!

Night, so quiet, soft moonlight shed a silvery white; Night, so deep, my father's snoring echoed all night like a moving moonlight song. Looking at my sleeping father's face, my thoughts floated to the sacred night sky. ...

When I was a child, I was always proud of having such a father, because he could tell many beautiful stories and pinch many beautiful animals. Every day after school, I ride on my father's shoulder and shake my head like a triumphant little general. The envious eyes of my classmates made me fall in love with my father deeply.

But with the passage of time and the growth of age, this feeling gradually fades, replaced by vague inferiority and sadness. The idea originated from filling out file forms in middle school. When other students are writing smartly in the column of "father"-director and engineer, I can only write "farming" timidly. When I handed in my watch, I held it tightly in my hand for fear that others would see me smile. Ah, father, why don't you be a factory director, manager and engineer? ...

When the weather turned cold, my father said with concern, "It's cold, so put on more clothes." "Oh, I see." I answered casually. Suddenly looked up, my father's old face and concerned eyes came into my eyes. My heart trembled slightly. ...

The night is still so deep and silent; The moon is still so round and bright. I can't forget the figure that stood in the cold wind for a long time.

I only remember that it was so cold that night, and the humid air seemed to be mixed with rain. As soon as the bell rang, I rushed out of the classroom because I was frozen stiff. It was dark outside, and several deciduous old trees were shivering in the cold wind. Oh, the figure standing in the cold wind: like a pine tree, like a cypress tree ... he tried his best to find it in the crowd and let the cold wind lift his coat and get into his trousers. It turned out that my father knew I was afraid of the dark and came to pick me up like a child. ...

Oh, the wind is blowing and the moon is rising. In the moonlight, I can clearly see my father's face: high cheekbones, sunken eyes and wrinkled skin ... Suddenly, I realized what an unfilial daughter I was. Father, over the years, you have obviously become old and thin. Can you forgive your daughter's unfilial behavior?

The moon rose higher, and my father's old face became clearer against the moonlight.

Oh, love is deep in my heart ...

Praise mother.

Mother is a big ship.

Take us to the seaside.

Pursuing the mystery of life

Explore the magic of the world

Mother is a high mountain.

All inclusive

Feed us to grow.

Enhance our physical and mental health.

Mother is a touching song.

Take us around the world

With her beautiful tune

Singing the history of the motherland

Mother is a spring breeze person.

Blow away everything in the world

Yingying's footsteps

Brought great vitality.

Mother is a spring rain.

Moisturize everything on the earth.

Ah! mother

I love you, and you are my eternal love.

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A hymn to mother.

When I was a child, I heard that the moon looks like my mother.

All the stars in the sky are her children,

Stars, like many brothers and sisters,

Love each other in a big family.

When I grew up, I traveled for the first time.

In silence, mom, you will mend your sewing clothes.

Even a selfless heart like the moon,

Put all your love in my bag.

In that starry dream,

How many times have you stuffed me into a quilt that fell on one side?

Tears of my concern beat the road under my feet,

Every tear is a poem praising mother.

Motherly love/Yu Hui

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.

Gonchard's famous saying: Motherly love never dries up. This shows that maternal love is very great and will always be with us.

3. Motherly love/benefit 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.

10. Poem for Mother

Mother is a bow,

I am the arrow on the bow.

You'd rather break your bones and muscles,

I will also send my daughter to the peak of her life.

Mother is a bridge,

Let me bend your spine.

Regardless of wind, frost, rain and snow,

Send me to the other side of the ideal.

Mother is a bright moon,

I am a cloud beside you.

Whenever I study in the middle of the night,

You always smile with me.

Mother is a boat,

The wind and waves never waver.

Bravely take care of the children,

How many rapids have you crossed?

Mother is a high mountain,

Your strong body,

Stand up,

Do your best to lift your child into the universe.

Mother is a sea of Wang Yang,

I am your spray.

Wherever I go,

Son of the sea forever.

Mother is a book,

I'll never finish reading this book.

You are the dictionary of my life,

Always guide me forward.

4. Motherly love,

It is a thousand exhortations before the child leaves;

Carelessness after parting;

Looking forward to coming back.

Mom,

Put her love for children,

Hang it on your face,

But never spit out a word "love",

After that,

Quietly counting the morning and evening after parting.

Motherly love,

Winter is a child's fire;

Hungry and delicious;

Thirsty drop of spring water.

Mom,

Sew her love into the child's cotton-padded jacket,

Wrapped her love in a delicious jiaozi,

Quietly put her love into the child's bag,

In my heart, I bear the sadness of parting.

5. Letter to Mother/III

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.