once described the fragrance of grassland;

Let him never forget each other at the ends of the earth.

Mother always loves to describe the mighty river;

Running in my distant hometown on the Mongolian Plateau.

Now I finally see this vast land;

Standing on the fragrant grassland, my tears fell like rain;

The river is singing the blessings of ancestors;

Bless the wandering children and find their way home

! Father's grassland,

ah! Mother's river;

Although I can't tell it in my mother tongue,

Please accept my sadness and my joy;

I'm also a child in the plateau!

I have a song in my heart;

There is my father's grassland and mother's river in the song! Father's grassland,

ah! Mother's river;

Although I can't tell it in my mother tongue,

Please accept my sadness and my joy;

I'm also a child in the plateau!

I have a song in my heart;

There is my father's grassland and my mother's river in the song.

I am also a child in the plateau!

I have a song in my heart;

There is my father's prairie mother's river in the song, Xi Murong. 2. A poem describing the mother's concern for her son in winter

Someone once asked me such a question: "What is the greatest love in the world?" At that time, I only shook my head, because I didn't know at all and couldn't answer.

and now I can simply answer, that is "maternal love". In my eyes, mother is the greatest and most holy love, and maternal love is selfless and does not ask for anything in return.

I was brought into this world by my mother. I was brought up in my arms when I was a child. Now my mother encourages me to study hard and serve the motherland when I grow up. My mother is great. Last summer, I got sick, and the sun was shining. My mother took me to the hospital.

When I arrived at the hospital, my mother was sweating like a pig. My mother hurriedly registered and took me upstairs to see a doctor. Mother came home and cooked medicine for me in the kitchen. I went into the kitchen, ah! How hot it is! I really can't stand it.

I saw my mother sweating. I said, "Mom, why don't you go out and cool off before you come back to decoct medicine?" Mom said, "Son, mom knows how you feel and wants me to go out to cool off for a while. No, you can drink it early, so mom can rest assured." Motherly love is deep, rich in feelings and endless feelings; Maternal love is endless, it is full of countless flowers, and it is full of endless floral fragrance; Motherly love is great, it contains profound meaning, it is brewing you and me.

There is a very familiar lyric: "Only a mother is good in the world, a child with a mother is like a treasure, and a child without a mother is like a grass." Ah! ! ! How great is maternal love! I will study hard and repay my mother's kindness to me.

Guo Jiazheng of Class 5 (1) of Qinglong Street Primary School in Jinan snuggled up to her mother. After dinner, she had nothing to do, and she casually read the newspaper. Suddenly, a message came to her eyes, Mother's Day! Looking carefully, the second Sunday in May is Mother's Day every year. Isn't that tomorrow? When my heart is shaking, I can't help but feel a surge of emotion, and my mind is full of thoughts. A stream of heat flows into my heart, hitting my heart in waves, and it's hard to calm my mind stiffly. I also have an old white-haired mother! I don't know if it's a cocoon of mentality or a lack of filial piety. Anyway, I haven't visited my old mother who is far away and close at hand for a long time.

it's still in the dead of night, but my heart is still restless and my thoughts are drifting. With a cup of strong tea and a cigarette, I quietly huddled in a dark corner of the humble room alone, savoring the strong tea slowly, sucking the cigarette slowly, and letting the smoke turn into wisps of light filaments at will, which fills the narrow indoor space in a ring by ring, turns into light clouds and flies through the window lattice gap, and the immersed thoughts also ripple, sublimate and float with it. Through the deep, dark, empty and silent night sky, the soul and thoughts slowly gather together, wandering and falling back heavily, and people seem to return to the intimate and familiar room in their hometown yard, standing next to their old mother, whose white-haired knees are weak and slim, her face is full of wrinkles and warmth, and she gazes at her son kindly, so comfortably and happily, with heartfelt sweetness.

A son will never grow up in the mother's eyes, he will never be sensible in the mother's eyes, he will never take care of himself in the mother's eyes, he will always be so silly in the mother's eyes, he will always be the sharp heart of the mother, he will always be the baby of the mother, and he will always be the son of the mother. No matter how excellent and capable your son is in the outside world, how beautiful and mature he is, it will always be the mother's greatest concern, even if you are 7 years old and 8 years old.

Mother is a hotbed of her son's warm attachment, a warm bed for her son, the most comfortable territory for her son, and her kindness and love will always be the source of her son's happiness. From the beginning of ignorance, every time I beg my mother to go out and come back, there will always be the sweetest and most delicious, that is, or the most difficult years. My mother would rather be hungry and wear a light coat that is difficult to keep out the cold, and she will also let her baby eat well and wear warm clothes, and there will always be a new suit during the New Year.

The son's laughter and crying are the most pleasant and worrying things for the mother. In my family, as long as I can remember, no matter how hard the years are and how tight the economy is, even when the four seasons can't eat steamed buns, my mother will steam out many attractive white-flour steamed buns for our brothers and sisters on the 27th of the wax month every year, and make sure to make delicious white rice and braised pork stew for us at noon on New Year's Eve, so that our brothers and sisters can have a hearty meal. It is still so tempting to think of it today.

For this reason, I don't know how many village women have ridiculed and ridiculed my mother. How many times have I said that my mother won't waste her life? Because other people's new year's steamed buns were first steamed on September 29 or New Year's Eve. I think only I can understand the mystery of my mother's feelings and kindness. This habit has continued in my family to this day. Although every day is as good as the New Year, my mother is still so stubborn and persistent.

When I was a child, I only helped my mother pull the bellows to burn the fire. Now that I have a gas stove, I have to sit at my mother's hot pit and do nothing. I snuggle up to my mother's side warmly, enjoying the comfort given by maternal love like a fairy, slowly tasting the greedy memories that maternal love brought me into my childhood, and feeling the warmest affection in maternal love. Mother! Your old man has worked hard and worked hard for his children all his life. With the help of this most solemn festival, my unfilial son presents you with the most fragrant and warm carnation in the world! God is my witness! My son will never forget your kindness! Childhood is like a meteor across the sky, but it quickly dissipates in brightness; Teenagers are like running water, passing away without a trace, and now I, a young man, suffer in real life like fritters.

Mother-my mother, who was born and raised in the countryside and raised her children in the countryside, never knew that one day in May would be her birthday and that of all the mothers in the world, let alone what carnations represented. Yang Meiying in her hometown at this time. 3. Poems about mothers and children

Arrive home at the end of the year

(Qing) Jiang Shiquan

Love her son endlessly, and she is happy to be home.

A cold coat has a dense needle and thread, but a letter from home has a new ink mark.

I feel pity and thin when I meet you, and I ask you questions.

I feel ashamed of the son of man and dare not complain about the dust.

put the mother

(Song) Wang Anshi

in the ditch, leaving the family in the shade.

when you hear about Du Yu in the moonlight, the north and the south always care.

1. The old woman with a bald head covers the door and tears, and the sleeves are broken. -(Tang) Han Yu's Whose Son

2. the thread in the hands of a fond-hearted mother, makes clothes for the body of her wayward boy. Before departure, a needle was stitched together, afraid of the son came back late clothes damaged. Who dare say that the children like the weak filial piety, can repay the love of the mother like spring SUNSHINE IN SPRING? -(Tang) Meng Jiao's "Wandering Sons" 4. There are poems or famous sayings about mothers protecting their children < P > The best answer 1. Motherly love is the greatest power in the world.

-Mill 2. Motherly love is a huge flame. -Roman Roland 3. "No matter what reputation, status, happiness, or honor in the world, you can't compare with staying with your mother, even if she doesn't know a word, even if she eats' red' all day.

-Ji Xianlin 4. There is one of the most beautiful voices in the world, and that is the mother's call. Dante 5. "I am lucky to have a mother who loves me" Beethoven 6. My mother's love for me is so great that I have to work hard to prove that this kind of love is worthwhile.

-Xia Jiaer (master painter) 7. A loving mother's arm is made of love. How can a child sleep in it without being sweet? Hugo 8. My life began with opening my eyes and falling in love with my mother's face. -George Eliot 9. It is at our mother's knee that we acquire our noblest, truest and highest ideals, but there is seldom any money in them.

-Mark Twain (1) I caused my mother a lot of trouble, but I think she enjoyed it. -Mark Twain All the glory and pride in the world come from mothers.

-Gorky (3) How similar mothers all over the world are! Their hearts are always the same, and every mother has a very pure heart. The most ridiculous day in your life, even if you have an electric cheating machine, you can't fool your mother.

-Homer Simpson (5) In children's oral mind, mother is the name of God. -Thackeray (author of Vanity Fair) 6 The power of motherhood is better than the laws of nature.

—— Barbara Kinsolf (a famous contemporary American writer) ⑦ A mother's heart is an abyss, in which you will always be forgiven. -Balzac (1) My mother is my greatest teacher, an old teacher full of love and fearless spirit.

If love is as sweet as a flower, then my mother is the sweet flower of love. -Stevie Wonder (a famous American blind male singer) Mothers are born philosophers.

-Mrs. Stowe (author of Uncle Tom's Cabin, American woman writer) (3) Mother is not the person to rely on, but the person who makes dependence unnecessary. -American female novelist Fisher D.C. (4) All I have and all I can do, I owe it to my angelic mother.

-Lincoln [5] As a modern parent, I know very well that what matters is not how much material things you give children, but the care and love you pour into them. Caring attitude can not only save you a considerable sum of money, but even make you feel a sense of relief, because you spend little money and give more care than gifts.

-American writer Noel O. [6] "She made me feel the temptation of beauty!" -Darwin (7) To me, my mother seems to be the most amazing woman I know ... I have met too many people in the world, but I have never met a woman as elegant as my mother. If I have achieved anything, I owe it to her.

-Charles Chaplin "When I was young, she said I was a good boy. How can you not be a good child with such a model mother who has sacrificed herself? " -Hungarian music master Liszt levies "What I get from my mother is happiness and the pleasure of telling stories."

-Goethe ⑽ "Mother's dedication and concentration instill great self-esteem in a boy. Those who have this self-esteem since childhood will never give up, but develop into confident adults. You have this confidence, and you can succeed if you work hard. "

-Dr. Dorothy Enoch (psychologist, University of London, UK) ⑾ "When my mother died, I was devastated, and I almost didn't know how to live." -Heath (former British Prime Minister) ⑿ "My first teacher was my mother."

-Mao Dun [13] My mother is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I owe everything to my mother.

I owe all my achievements in my life to the moral, intellectual and physical education I got from her. -George Washington [14] No matter what I am now or what I hope to be in the future, I owe it to my angelic mother.

I remember my mother's prayers, which have been with me all my life. -abraham lincoln ⒂ A good mother is worth a hundred teachers.

-george herbert (English poet). 5. Poems about Mothers Raising Children

Arriving home at the end of the year (Qing Dynasty) Jiang Shiquan loves her son endlessly, and she is happy to come home.

A cold coat has a dense needle and thread, but a letter from home has a new ink mark. Meet with pity and thinness, and ask for bitterness.

I feel ashamed of the son of man and dare not complain about the dust. Wang Anshi, the mother (Song Dynasty), put her mother in the ditch and left her home in the shade.

when you hear about Du Yu in the moonlight, the north and the south always care. Who's son Author: Han Yu is not crazy who's son, went into the king's house to be called a Taoist.

the old woman with a bald head covered the door and cried, but she couldn't stop pulling off her blouse and sleeves. Cui Mei's bride, who is twenty years old, sent her home and cried through the city.

Or Yun wants to learn how to play Feng Sheng, and the princess Mu Ling is better than Shaw History. It's also vulgar and ordinary, and it's risky to take your official position.

although there are legends about immortals, those who know them know their falsehood. Sages and sages can be bullied, but how can they die in poverty?

alas, I am sincere, my brother, and I am willing to go to the end of teaching. Punish a hundred policies, so that it is not too late to punish.

who's friends and relatives can pity, and write my poem as if it were a gift. 6. What are the poems that describe the mother's longing for her children?

1. Poems of Wandering Sons by Tang Meng Jiao

the thread in the hands of a fond-hearted mother, makes clothes for the body of her wayward boy. Carefully she sews and thoroughly she mends,

dreading the delays that will keep him late from home. Who dare say that the children like the weak filial piety, can repay the love of the mother like spring SUNSHINE IN SPRING?

2, "Don't Old Mother" Qing Huang Zhongze

pulled the curtain and bowed to the mother's river beam, worrying about nothing but tears.

It's a miserable snowy night in Chai Men. It's better to have children than nothing at this time.

3. In the Tenth Five-Year Plan, Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty

put his mother in the ditch, leaving her family in the shade. When I heard about Du Yu in the moonlight, the North and the South always cared.

4. "Arriving at Home at the End of the Year" Qing Jiang Shiquan

He loves his son endlessly, and he is happy when he comes home. Cold clothing needle