Paper Boat Bingxin

I never want to throw away a piece of paper, but I always keep it-I keep it folded into a small boat and throw it into the sea. Some were blown into the window in the boat by the wind, and some were wet by the waves and stuck on the bow. I still don't lose heart and stack them every day. I always hope that one can only flow where I want it to go. Mother, if you see a small white boat in your dream, don't be surprised that it dreams for no reason. This is your beloved daughter with tears in her eyes. Wan Shui Qian Shan, please ask it to carry her love and sorrow home.

Eternal Mother

When I first opened my newborn eyes, I first saw my mother's incomparable holy and loving eyes and tears of joy-staring at you without blinking, but your vague and ignorant heart instinctively rhythmed but could not express your affection, and I couldn't help crying loudly. After many days and nights of nurturing, I finally sat up straight. Your little body never waited after adjusting emotional intelligence and IQ. Shout out the most precious first sound in life-mom, this is the most touching primitive implication. No matter how many languages are floating in the world, only this sound is absolutely the same. There is no music, and no poem can be more touching than this sound.

Wanderers sing

The mountains are unwilling to send away the sunset, and affectionate sailors are unwilling to sail. Hope is calling. The outside world is my paradise, and my free heart is flying. Mother, do you care about me? Mother looked at me uneasily. Mother, do you want my life to be more exciting? Mother looked at me with relief. Listen to the sound of the train, the sound of the flute ... Hold a pair of hands tightly through the window.

a wanderer intones 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.

but how much love has the inch-long grass, won the third spring festival.

Don't ask your mother to be clear. Huang Zhongze

Pull up the curtain and bow down to the mother river beam, worrying for nothing and watching her eyes wither.

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

in the 15th Song Dynasty, Wang Anshi

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.

At the end of the year, I arrived home in Jiang Shiquan.

I love my son endlessly, and I am happy to be home. Cold clothes are needlework, but home letters are ink-stained.

I feel pity and thin when I meet you, and I ask you questions. I am ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh.

mother's son Tang Bai Juyi

mother's son, son's mother, cries bitterly in the daytime without light. General Guan Xi, a title of generals in ancient times, won a new title last year.

with a gift of 2 million yuan, Luoyang was welcomed as a flower. Newcomers welcome old people to abandon, and the lotus in the palm is a thorn in the eye.

It's not enough to welcome the new and abandon the old. Sadness stays at your home for two children. At the beginning, I helped to walk, and at the beginning, I sat down, crying and holding people's clothes.

with your new marriage, my mother and son are separated. It's better to have a crow and a magpie in the forest, and the mother doesn't lose the young male and the female.

it should be like a peach and plum tree in the garden, with flowers falling in the branches with the wind. Newcomers, newlyweds listen to me, Luoyang infinite red chamber girl.

I hope the general will make great contributions, and there will be new people better than you.

A loving mother loves Yuan Yang Weizhen

A loving mother loves her young, and Zhao Jiaguang is the Crown Prince. The dragon and tiger steps are different day by day, and the dog is eager for the eagle.

Isn't there a six-foot orphan under the knee? Ah Zhao and Amy are not born. At night, the ghost's static lights are blurred, and the heavy snow leaks more than four drums.

If a hundred officials don't hold Dong Hu's pen, why should an orphan and widowed wife call? What's more, it's a disaster for Han Wangjin to poke a silver axe in front of the bed.

The picture of Mo Xuan is from Wang Mian

The colorful day lily flower is under the North Hall of Luosheng. The south wind blows its heart, and who does it throw up for? A loving mother leans on the door,

a wanderer has a hard time walking. I am willing to be sparse in the day, and I am afraid of it in the day. Looking up at Yunlin, I am ashamed to listen to the birds.

whose son is Tang Hanyu

who is either crazy or crazy, goes to the king's house and is called a Taoist. The old white-headed mother covered the door and cried, and the sleeves of the shirt were broken.

Cui Mei's bride, who is twenty years old, took her home and cried through the market. Or the cloud wants to learn to play Feng Sheng, and Mu Lingfei is better than Shaw History.

It's common and vulgar, and it's risky and strange to take your position. Although there are legends about immortals, those who know them know their falsehood.

the sage and sage can be bullied, but it's impossible to die in poverty. Alas, Yu Xincheng is my brother, and I am willing to go to the end of the teaching.

it's not too late to punish people by punishing them for advising them on everything. Who's friends and relatives can pity me and write my poem as if it were a gift?

The generation of the old man from Beizhou replied to Tang Zhang that

The old man with negative salary went to Beizhou, and he was worried about his life in Beiwang Township. He said that the old man had three sons, and both of them had died in Huangsha.

Now that children are newly grown up, they will be recruited next year. If you know this, you will fall apart, and you will not be able to live and die together.

I will lend my farm house to my neighbors, and I will go back to my hometown alone. It's even harder to have more children at birth.

recently, it was said that the son of heaven respected martial arts and vegetables, and Qiang Bing wanted to calm Hu Chen. There is a long-term policy to secure the border, so there is no need to displace China people.

staying up all night, making Tang Gao Shi

The cold lights in the hotel don't sleep alone, so why does the guest's heart turn sad?

I miss my hometown for thousands of miles tonight, and I am worried about the Ming Dynasty for another year.

Writing mother's prose:

I want to fly, but my heart is tired.

I don't know when the young heart always yearns for independence. How many times, I have tried to escape from the shelter of my parents' wings, carve a thorny road alone, and temper my wings in the storm.

Maybe, God discovered my greed and let me enter this full-time high school, and finally I can get rid of my mother's nagging.

The tall teaching building, the dining hall in free from worry, the crowded supermarket and the strange faces all make me novel and excited. However, when everything is familiar, an unbearable loneliness and emptiness occupy my heart. Heavy study makes me feel depressed and dull, and my weak body makes me feel groggy all day. I feel miserable and want to go home once, but my lofty aspirations and lofty sentiments in the past made me endure it.

Autumn seems to come early, and I feel a chill as soon as I enter autumn. The rustling cold wind blew aimlessly, making the window sing with the gap.

I sat in my seat reading a magazine and saw an article about maternal love, which made me think of my mother ...

In the past, I studied late at night, and at this time, my mother would bring my favorite mung bean soup, look at me kindly and finish it mouthful by mouthful. Then make the bed for me and advise me to go to bed early; Sometimes, when I get angry outside, I lose my temper in front of my mother, but my mother never cares, but she comforts me, which makes me feel better; Before ......

I realized the beauty of nagging at this moment, and the annoying words in the past are so warm in retrospect.

"Bell-"The bell after class interrupted my thoughts. I quickly came to the telephone booth and dialed my home phone number. My mother's kind voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

"Mom, it's me." I whispered.

"* *, how are you at school? Whether the body is good or not, one should be careful of the body. It's cold now, pay attention to adding clothes. Are you used to eating? ...... "

" Well, everything is fine ...... "I cried as I spoke.

at one time, I thought that I was a person who couldn't get emotional and shed tears. However, in front of my mother, I shed tears unabashedly.

On weekends, sitting on the bus home, I feel particularly cheerful. Only then did I understand that no matter how far I fly, I will always be inseparable from my mother's sight like a kite.

Mother is a thread tied to my heart. The longer and farther you pull, the more painful your heart will be.

touching story:

A report in Bloody Motherly Love tells a true story: A mother was laid off, but she couldn't bear to see her daughter moping all day, so she decided to take her daughter skiing and bought two pieces of silver bread clothes to make her happy. But the unfortunate thing happened: they were so excited that they slipped away from the designated place, causing an avalanche. The silver-gray clothes worn by the mother and the child were similar to white, and the rescue plane could not see them at all. Both mother and daughter were freezing. Finally, the mother cut her blood vessel and wrote "SOS" in blood to save her daughter. However, the great mother left her daughter forever because of excessive blood loss.

It will also be touching:

When a hunter chased a Tibetan antelope, when he saw no way out, the Tibetan antelope suddenly stopped running, but knelt down in front of the hunter. The hunter was surprised, but did not move. Back at the station, the hunter dissected and found that there was a fetus in the belly of this sheep. The hunter understood that her begging for mercy was for the children. The hunter regretted it very much, threw away his shotgun and never hunted again.

Paintings, sculptures, movies, and advertisements that show the image of mother:

The film Beautiful Mother tells the story that Zheng Da, the son of Sun Liying, a female worker, was born deaf, so her husband left her and her family broke up. In the mother's mind, a deaf son is no different from other children. Wearing a hearing aid is as natural as wearing a pair of glasses. However, the reality has played a trick on Sun Liying's kind will again and again. Her ex-husband was killed in a car accident. One after another, the woman was helpless. The goal of "making him a normal child" made her strong, and she did not fall down in the face of repeated difficulties. This is the power of maternal love. Another example is the wrought copper sculpture of "Gaoligong Mountain-Mother" in Tengyue Square, Tengchong County, Yunnan Province. It is located in Tengchong County, the border area between China and Myanmar, with a height of 12.9 meters. Its shape consists of the mother's head and a mountain shaped like a mountain. The six reliefs on the mountain show the beautiful mountains and rivers of Gaoligong Mountain and the heroic spirit of the people. This shows that the people of China have supreme respect for their mothers.

1. Motherly love

is the connection and fusion of blood and pulse

is the blessing of children. Motherly love

is like the spring wind

Only when she gently blows over the earth will it be green

Motherly love

is the cloud in the sky

always let the scorching sun

drive through her first < Write in the high sky

2. Motherly love

Motherly love

was a gentle palm when I was a child

hit my body

cared for my heart

growing up

Motherly love

was a rough palm

caressed my face

hurt my heart

Now. Returning to Fengming

is a warm ray of sunshine

with the arrival of the whole four seasons every day

rippling like spring breeze

making all emotions wake up from hibernation

being aware of life

emitting the fragrance of life

feeling sweet intoxication

it is beyond doubt

being a willing relationship

.

Say nothing

Know everything

Only true love is here to be selfless

4.

after the separation, I am worried about it;

I look forward to it when I return.

Mother,

hangs her love for her children on her face,

but never utters a word "love",

and then,

silently counts the days and nights after parting.

Motherly love,

is a fire for children in winter;

delicious food when you are hungry;

Didi qingquan when thirsty.

Mother,

sewed her love into her children's cotton-padded jackets,

wrapped her love deeply into the delicious jiaozi,

silently packed her love into her children's bags,

but she suffered from sadness when she left.

5. Message to mother/ Jian San

If I were a bird

you would be my nest

I hatched in your nest

I crowed in your nest

When the wind came, you sheltered

When the rain came, you sheltered

It was your rich warm nest

It was you who nurtured my feathers and hid my wings

. To my mother, you are not a bright light, but you bring me light in the depths of my soul. You are not a god, but you give me a colorful and dreamlike life. You are not a teacher, but you leave me a simple and sincere heart. I am not a genius, but I am your earnest hope. Clever

but knowing every love you give

Mother

With your clear sky

I'm dreaming

With your care

I'm soaking in the spring breeze

You're a calm harbor

I'm a sail that always returns

You're a blue wave

I'm Yi. Greetings,

I didn't write to you, but don't let your heart

doubt, as if your son's due

deep love for you has disappeared from my chest

. Not at all. Just like that rock,

it is deeply rooted forever under the water.

It will never leave its original place, even if it is running water.

Sometimes it flows over it with wind and waves, and sometimes people can't see it.

My love for you is also inseparable from

my chest, though.

Covered and blocked, it can't

appear to the sun, can't reflect the sunlight around it, and

show you how your son respects you in front of your loving mother.

8. Dedicated to my mother Bei Heine

Heine

I'm used to strutting with my eyes up,

I'm also a little stubborn;

even if the king faces me face to face,

I won't lower my eyes.

But, mother, I want to be honest with you:

Although my pride is so strong,

I often feel inferior when I come to your happy and kind side,

.

You have a sublime spirit that permeates everything.

It shines brightly and flies straight to the sun, the moon and the stars.

It is this spirit that has conquered me secretly?

Recalling the past really makes me feel sad.

I made many mistakes and broke your heart.

You loved my loving mother's kindness so much!

9. Ah, mother

Shu Ting

Your pale fingertips are touching my temples,

I can't help but hold your skirt tightly 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,

I still dare not open my eyes for a long time.

I still cherish that bright red scarf,

I'm afraid that washing will make it

lose your unique warmth.

ah, mother,

isn't the running water of the years just as ruthless?

I'm afraid my memory will fade, too.

How can I open its screen easily?

I cried to you for a thorn.

Now I'm wearing a jingguan, but I dare not.

I dare not moan.

Ah, mother,

I often look up at your photos sadly,