In October, the pregnancy is heavy, and the reward of the third generation is light.
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The mother in Song of Persuading Filial Piety says that the child lies dry, while the mother in excrement sleeps wet.
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My mother is one hundred years old, and she often reads eighty children.
The prodigal son doesn't feel cold when his loving mother is before him.
I don't know my parents when I love them.
The old woman with a white head covered the door and cried, but her sleeves were broken. 〕 Tang 〕 Han Yu
When the mother instrument hangs down, the tube will be bright and bright, and the night platform will be silent.
aphorisms
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
In the past, Meng Mu chose its neighbors. At Mencius sloth, She cut th' cloth. "San Zi Jing"
Mother, the first relative in the world; Motherly love is the first love in the world. Strict word
The only love in the world that is not polluted is maternal love. Strict word
When you succeed, everyone is a friend. But only mother-she is a partner in failure. Zheng Zhenduo
mourns his parents and gives birth to me. The Book of Songs
Without a father, what can I do without a mother?
The Book of Songs is the father's virtue and the son's legacy. Strict words
parents are highly respected; Good education for children.
Don't be happy if you have a son, and don't sigh if you don't have a son. [Tang] Han Yu
People think it's good to have boys and girls, but they don't know that men and women make people old. [Tang] Wang Jian
All parents in the world; The rarest man in the world, brother.
Being a parent is the best in the world; Being a child is a great filial piety in the world.
My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed to me, caressed me, bred me, nurtured me,
cared for me and answered me. The Book of Songs
If a father is unkind, his son will be unfilial; A brother who is not a friend is disrespectful; If the husband is unjust,
if the wife is not. [Southern and Northern Dynasties] Yan Zhitui
There are no virtuous fathers and brothers in life, and there are no strict teachers and friends outside, but few people can succeed. [Song] Lv Gongzhu
What parents want, I will continue to describe it; I cherish those parents' thoughts.
In the eyes of parents, children are often a part of themselves, and children are the chance for his ideal self to come again. Fei Xiaotong
A loving mother loves her son, not for repayment. [Han] Liu An
In October, the pregnancy is heavy, and the reward of the third generation is light.
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The mother in Song of Persuading Filial Piety says that the child lies dry, while the mother in excrement sleeps wet.
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My mother is one hundred years old, and she often reads eighty children.
The prodigal son doesn't feel cold when his loving mother is before him.
I don't know my parents when I love them.
The old woman with a white head covered the door and cried, but her sleeves were broken. 〕 Tang 〕 Han Yu
When the mother instrument hangs down, the tube will be bright and bright, and the night platform will be silent.
aphorisms
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
In the past, Meng Mu chose its neighbors. At Mencius sloth, She cut th' cloth. "San Zi Jing"
Mother, the first relative in the world; Motherly love is the first love in the world. Strict word
The only love in the world that is not polluted is maternal love. Strict word
When you succeed, everyone is a friend. But only mother-she is a partner in failure. Zheng Zhenduo
mourns his parents and gives birth to me. The Book of Songs
Without a father, what can I do without a mother?
The Book of Songs is the father's virtue and the son's legacy. Strict words
parents are highly respected; Good education for children.
Don't be happy if you have a son, and don't sigh if you don't have a son. [Tang] Han Yu
People think it's good to have boys and girls, but they don't know that men and women make people old. [Tang] Wang Jian
All parents in the world; The rarest man in the world, brother.
Being a parent is the best in the world; Being a child is a great filial piety in the world.
My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed to me, caressed me, bred me, nurtured me,
cared for me and answered me. The Book of Songs
If a father is unkind, his son will be unfilial; A brother who is not a friend is disrespectful; If the husband is unjust,
if the wife is not. [Southern and Northern Dynasties] Yan Zhitui
There are no virtuous fathers and brothers in life, and there are no strict teachers and friends outside, but few people can succeed. [Song] Lv Gongzhu
What parents want, I will continue to describe it; I cherish those parents' thoughts. Motto Lian Bi
Motherly love, uncanny appearance
Motherly love, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter
Motherly love, lofty and great
Motherly love, infinite loyalty
No matter whether you are peaceful or restless
Motherly love is everywhere
Motherly love is everywhere. Changhong who set up the sky
doesn't know mother's love
you lose the true meaning of life
forgets mother's love
a high official is generous and generous, and his blood is cold and his body is empty
a mother is in poverty
How can one side be peaceful when mourning?
use our hands to touch the bright colors
use love to scale the all-round prosperity
caring for your mother is also the sublimation and purification of you and me
try to dry your tears for your mother * * * and enjoy the splendor!
■ Poem for Mother
Author: Bing Xin
Mother, I have been trying to write a poem for you for a long time
but I have written it many times
but I still haven't written it well
Mother, This poem written for you
I don't know how to begin
I don't know how to end
I don't know what to write
It's like slapping you severely when I was a child
I don't know whether to bravely accept
or choose to escape from
my mother. I think of you again tonight
I decided to write a poem for you
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This is folded by your beloved daughter with tears in her eyes.
Wan Shui Qian Shan, please ask him to carry her love and sorrow home.
■ Mother
Author: Shu Ting
Your pale fingertips touch my temples
I can't help but
hold your skirt tightly as I did when I was a child
Oh, Mother
In order to keep your fading figure
Although the morning light has cut the dream into smoke wisps
I still dare not open my eyes for a long time
I still cherish that bright red scarf
for fear that it will
lose your unique warmth
Oh, Mother
Isn't the running water of the years just as heartless
I'm afraid that the memory will fade too
How dare I open its painting screen easily
I cried to you for a thorn
Now I'm wearing a Jing crown, and I dare not
moan
. Mother
I often look up at your photos sadly
Even though the call can penetrate the loess
How dare I disturb your sleep
I dare not show the sacrifice of love like this
Although I have written many songs
For flowers, for the sea, for the dawn
Oh, mother
My sweet and tender memories
No. It's not a waterfall
it's a dry well that can't sing among flowers and trees
■ Mother
Author: Love
Mother is as humble as moss,
as solemn as the morning light,
as soft as the sound of water in the south of the Yangtze River,
as cold as jade for thousands of years,
When I lift my eyes,
She is a bright moon, <
■ Poems by Mother
(1)
Your greatness has condensed my flesh and blood
Your greatness has shaped my soul
Your life is a voyage of love
You use beautiful annual rings
to weave a calendar with fragrant ink
I spend every year in your affection
on your shoulders and knees. I think
summer depends on you to prosper
autumn depends on you to mature.
winter depends on you to meditate
your tall and broad canopy ~
makes the fields never wild
Mother, you gave me life
You are the land where I grew up
(3)
You are comfort when I am sad
. Wind and rain
You have broadened my horizons
You are my forever best friend, the driving force of life
(4)
You lean over and guard with love and care
You show your bright mind
Your energetic smile is strong
Your boiling blood keeps running
(5)
Let me immerse myself in your joy. Let me snuggle in your arms
(6)
There are faint poems in the long clouds
There is continuous love in the faint poems
There is deep affection in the continuous love
There is deep meaning in the deep affection
(7)
If my mother is the rain, I am the rainbow after the rain
If my mother is the moon, I am holding it. P > when I grow up, my mother's black hair is like the frost on the maple leaf.
The stars are shining with silver.
I deeply kiss the traces of those years.
hold my heart for you
(9)
May the fragrance and mellow sweetness 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 affection for the roots
A carol condenses my love for you "<
the heavy seam can't be easily removed, and there are old thread marks of loving mother on it.
■ Mama Zhong
Author: Wang
When you come back disappointed,
Son,
No matter how tall you are, your mother's bosom can still surround you.
I'm willing to be your "mother clock" until the clock stops working.
■ Mother's Bible
Author: Wang
Every time I open this Bible,
I can't help holding it to my chest,
Like hugging my dear mother,
I can still smell the faint fragrance of my mother,
I can see her beautiful and elegant appearance.
■ Learn to be a good mother
Author: Wang
"The hand that pushes the cradle is the hand that changes the society"
"Mother"
is a privilege granted by God to women,
It is priceless for a mother to sacrifice for her children, and
it is unconditional to pay.
■ "Mom"
Author: Yan Hong
When I met you,
I was ten years old/you were thirty-five.
You are a mother with a round face/
Your love is a basin full of bath water/
It's warm,
It almost floats me.
■ Mother
Author: Gao Mingcheng
The earth keeps spinning
When I was young, I accidentally fell into a ditch
You suddenly picked me up from the hands of the earth
You are your omnipotent Hercules!
1 rain drops from the umbrella
The rain drops into your back
I'm not stained with rain in my arms
The hospital is the end of the marathon
It's your brave ambulance!
The morning star is constantly born and died
I also know that it has its aging and parting
Regret is always deeply rooted in the heart after farewell
The grass is endless
The spring glow is warm and the sky is endless
It is the avalokitesvara of your incarnation!
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Author: Xu Yilan
Modern parents care with respect and understanding,
accept their children's strengths and weaknesses,
encourage instead of blaming,
praise instead of complaining,
give them full spiritual food,
instill the idea that new books are better than new clothes.
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Author: Zhang Mo
Love is a small ribbon,
Mother gently ties it with wrinkles.
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Author: Li Qiao
People come from the earth,
They are born with homesickness for returning to nature,
and their mothers are the embodiment of the earth.
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Source: Bing Xin's Stars
Mother!
The wind and rain in the sky came,
The bird hid in its nest;
The storm in my heart is coming,
I only hide in your arms.
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Source: Bing Xin's Past Seven
Mother!
You are a lotus leaf, and I am a red lotus.
The raindrops in my heart are coming.
Except you,
Who is my shade under the open sky?
■ Ode to Mother
Author: Zheng Guozhu
Although the mother is still poor
Children's love for her is unambiguous
We just shout "Long live the mother"
Deeper love gushes like a volcano in our hearts
Although the mother is ordinary and useless
She is a real hero in the hearts of children
Who can make achievements of princes and generals?
Children can remember their mother's kindness in their hearts
Although her mother speaks lightly
She is heavier than Mount Tai in children's hearts
She has not made great achievements
But she has watered her children's success with her mother
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■ Ordinary life
Author: Du Jinghua Source: Mother's kindness is unforgettable
And on your weak shoulders
there is still a heavy burden
This road is long and long
It is full of your blood, your sweat, your tears
and endless humiliation
Your brown cheek
until it says that you have been working hard for many years
However
Keep walking
It's always a long road under your feet
I never asked you why you walked
You never thought to tell anyone
You always walk silently
quietly, walk ...
Your little feet,
Walk out of a long
endless road
■ A hymn to Xian Ci
Author: Wen Wen
The gentle wind blows the sun, and the mother's kindness is not fully praised
The nature of adopting a daughter and caring for her children makes the tears of pregnancy and childbirth remain
I am afraid that my heart will turn into a phoenix and a dragon's dream
For the sake of my children, I am not afraid of dark clouds, giving me warmth and encouraging me to go up.
mother