Poem about "Mother's love".

Mother's love

is the communion of blood and veins

is the blessing of a child and the pain of a mother

Mother's love

is like the wind of spring

she gently brushes through

the earth is green

Mother's love

is the cloud in the sky

always letting the sun

first drive through her body

to give the earth a wind and rain and peace

Mother's love

is the rain, and it is the rain, and it is the rain, and it is the rain.

The mother's love

is the sun after the rain

always lets the cleaned earth

lie in her arms

and writes the colorful dream of life in the sky

The mother's love

in my childhood

The mother's love

is the gentle palm of a hand

which is the first to be used by the mother in her life. Gentle palm

On the body

Care in the heart

Growing up

Mother's love

It's a rough palm

On the face

Aching in the heart

Now

Mother's love

It's an unseen palm

Covered in the Heaven

Hanging on the heart

Mother's love

is a warm ray of sunshine

And the whole four seasons come down every day

Like the spring breeze

Letting all the emotions wake up from hibernation

It is the feeling of life

Exuding the fragrance of life

Sensuousness, sweetness Enchanting

It's impossible to doubt

It's a willing attachment

Even if the wind wrinkles the dome of time

Even if the rain wets the years of youth

Even if the soul is battered by the peaks and valleys of the waves

What could be more reliable than this?

Nothing is said

Anything is known

Only true love is here to keep watch unselfishly

Mother's love

is a thousand words of advice before the departure of a son or daughter

After the departure of a child, he or she is tied up in the heart and mind;

When returning, he or she waits with great anticipation.

Mother,

Put her love for her children,

Hanging on her face,

Never spit out the word "love",

After that,

Silently counting the days and nights of the parting of the ways.

Mother's love,

is a fire in winter,

a delicious meal in hunger,

a drop of water in thirst.

Mother,

sews her love into her children's coats with thousands of stitches,

wraps her love y into delicious dumplings,

packs her love into her children's bags silently,

bears the sorrow of parting in her heart.

Relief

is a blessing for the child and a pain for the mother

Mother's love

is like the wind in the spring

She gently brushes it

The earth is green

Mother's love

Is the cloud in the sky

All the time, she makes the sun

The sun passes by first

To give the earth Calls the wind for the rain to descend peace

Mother's love

is the haze after the rain

always lets the cleansed earth

unabashedly lie in her arms

writes the dream of a colorful life in the high heavens

......

Departure

A ray of moonlight slanted into the house,

In the secluded house of the post,

The kind mother was packing for her son.

Wanting to stop ......

The sunlight swallowed the darkness.

Staying at the threshold, I was told again and again,

A thousand words were spoken.

A thousand words in tears.

Tears soaked the eyes of the mother of the North,

Son tears like pouring rain.

The loving mother nestled at the threshold,

and did not return for a long time.

Son and figure,

disappeared at the mouth of the bewildering alley.

Sometimes taking out the photo and looking at it,

Tears drifted down onto it.

The caller learns that his son is doing well,

and is proud, proud of it.

Tears once again flowed through his eyes,

These are tears of happiness,

These are tears of excitement ......

Happiness is always accompanied by tears.

Zhang Di

Farewell to a loving mother

Farewell to a loving mother, with tears in my eyes.

The moon enters the clouds, and people shed tears.

All the people go away, but the mother stays behind.

Ask your mother why she stays.

Mother said her heart was hard to let go, and she continued to tell me what to do.

They all nodded their heads, but their hearts were full of frustration.

This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world who has been in a hurry to get out of the house.

Candlelight is flickering, people have no words.

When I heard my mother's cry, I looked up quickly.

Why is she crying?

Mother said it was too hard for her to leave her son.

They were so happy to see you, and they were so happy to see you, and they were so happy to see you.

This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world who has been in a hurry to get out of the house.

This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world who has been in love with her, and I've never seen her in the same way.

The mother stopped crying and comforted her son.

What is the reason for this?

The mother said that her heart was sad and she did not want to see her son's tears.

The mother's heart was in turmoil, but she was already gone.

Liu Rui

The night before the departure

In the light of the shadow of the light I collected the traveling clothes,

In the setting of the sun in the mother is busy.

Mother's background is the same as always,

She is trying to fit me into her eyes before the evening twilight.

The sun was setting and the moon was hanging in the sky,

I remembered the past,

as if my mother had read my mind,

and I had been immersed in my memories.

I remember how she went out of her way to take care of me,

I remember the meals my mother cooked for me.

Quietly she helped me pack my bags,

She told me with a look full of complicated feelings,

Go well, just think of the family.

Mother didn't say anything to me,

just communicated with me with her heart,

on the eve of this parting.

We don't say anything about missing each other.

Just using the feelings I have had with my mother over the years,

a glance, a familiar gesture.

Mother doesn't sit there,

but walks quietly,

bringing a piece of warmth.

Cai Yunkai

Will leave

Will leave,

The time is not long, the journey is not far,

Mother's tears.

It's a long way to go,

and I've got a mountain of things to do.

There are many things I want to say,

and the river is a long way away.

The pain and suffering of my son,

is in my heart.

This is the first time I've ever seen a child with a heart of gold.

Looking back,

It is still in front of the hall.

On the road to realize,

Shoulder package heavy ......

Zhang Tianming

Thin Gongying

Drifting, wandering far away.

Your weak body

seems to tremble gently in the wind.

The lips are moving slightly,

and you are blessing your sons and daughters who are far away from their homeland.

Lovely and reluctant to part.

Your strong heart,

inspires us to float in a foreign land;

Tears gush out silently,

doesn't it look like you are sending manna for your children?

Face the sun and be brave.

Your wish has come true,

and we, the sons and daughters of this Thin Duke,

have at last taken root and blossomed in a faraway land.

And you,

will always be the home of our hearts.

Hu Yi

Farewell

Late autumn leaves

have left the tree that feeds them,

the leaves have not forgotten the tree's nourishment of it,

the tree reluctantly let go of the leaves,

the leaves go far away with the wind.

The ripe fruit

went into the arms of the earth,

the fruit did not forget the branches and vines of its upbringing,

the branches and vines of the gently let go of the hand,

leaving the fruit rolled to the faraway place.

Grown-ups are leaving their homes to join the world.

Mothers worry about their children,

but the grown-ups remember their mothers' love.

Mothers send their children off with tears in their eyes,

and children wander in the wind and waves.

Huang Qiu Yue (黃秋玥)

纸船》作者：冰心

I never want to throw away a piece of paper,

I always keep it - keep it

Folded it into a very small boat,

Thrown it into the sea from the boat.

Some were rolled into the windows of the boats by the winds of the sky,

and some were wetted by the waves and stained on the bows.

I still folded them every day without discouragement,

always hoping that one would go where I wanted it to go.

Mother, if you see a small white boat in your dreams,

don't be surprised if it comes into your dreams for no reason.

It was folded with tears by your beloved daughter,

and begged to carry her love

and sorrow home.

Eternal Mother

When for the first time you open your newborn eyes

the first thing you see is the incomparable holiness of a human mother

the loving look and the tears of joy -

eyes unblinking, staring carefully at you

your hazy, ignorant heart instinctively

But you can't express your affection, just a flurry of limbs

You can't help crying out loud

After many days and nights of nurturing

You finally sit up straight in your tiny body

After adjusting your emotional and intellectual intelligence

You never waited. never waited, but cried out the most precious first cry of life - mother

This is the most touching and primordial cry

No matter how many languages the world rhymes with

Only this cry is absolutely the same

There is no music, no poetry

There is no poetry

There is no poetry, no poetry.

No music, no poetry

is more moving than this cry

Farewell to my mother, Huang Zhongze

Dragged down the house to pay homage to my mother, and went to He Liang, with white hair and sad, tearful eyes crying.

The night of snow and wind at the door of the house is so miserable that it is better to have a son than not to have one at all.

Tao Runzhi

Poetry of Mother's Love

I'm leaving, mom

When I left

I had a tear in my eye

I didn't look back

I didn't dare to turn back

I knew that that unintended return

would cause your unintended look

to make me smile with a bitter smile.

I know

there must be a smile on your face

but your heart is in tears, mom

I know in my heart

all you said was, "Go, my son

Mom will be waiting for you when you return home

I'm going, mom

I had tears in my eyes

when I left

I didn't dare

Didn't dare to turn back

When I turned the maple grove in front of the door

You couldn't see me

When the maple grove's wet rain of tears flowed out of my heart

You couldn't see me

Just ahhh, mama

I couldn't hold back any longer, it was hard to stop the tears that came like a thread

I turned back, mama

I dared to turn back

I still turned back

Though I couldn't see the yellow earth with my tearful eyes

But I knew

Mom, you're still holding the door and looking at your son

For a long time, you didn't want to turn back

How many times have I dreamt of crying out and shouting

Mom, I want to go home

How many times have I dreamt of seeing

You gently

touch my crying wounds with your warm hand

Oh, mom

I know that you're always behind me

with an encouraging gaze

with a hopeful look

with a waiting smile ... ...

I know, mom

You have always stood behind me

Whenever I dream in the middle of the night

There is always a voice: Go, my son

Mom will be waiting for you when your son returns home

A loving mother loves her son, and it is not for the sake of reward. Liu An

October is a heavy birth, but three lifetimes are not enough to repay. Song of Exhortation to Filial Piety

A foot and three inches of baby, ten and eight years of work. Song of Exhortation to Filial Piety

Mother calls her son dry, and he shits on her, and she sleeps wet. Song of Exhortation to Filial Piety

The mother suffers before the child is seen, the child works hard and the mother is restless. Song of Exhortation to Filial Piety

An old mother is a hundred years old, but she always remembers her eighty sons. Song of Exhortation to Filial Piety

With a loving mother in front of him, the prodigal son does not feel the cold. Song of Exhortation to Filial Piety

The love of a thousand kindnesses and the pain of a hundred pains, who knows that my parents love me? Little Children's Words

White-headed old mother cries over the door, pulling down the sleeves of her shirt to keep more than that.

The mother's honor is hanging down, and the pipe is shining, the wu is sinking, and the night stage is silent. A Collection of Aphorisms

The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the body of a wandering son. The first thing I want to do is to make sure that I have a good understanding of what I'm doing and how I'm doing it. Who says that the heart of an inch of grass can repay the three spring suns. Meng Jiao

Meng's mother used to choose her neighbors. When her son did not learn, she broke the loom. Three Character Classic

Mother is the first relative on earth; mother's love is the first love on earth. The only love in the world that is not polluted is a mother's love. The word strict

When you succeed, anyone is a friend. But only a mother - she is a companion in times of failure. Zheng Zhenduo

Mourning for my parents, who paid for my birth. The Book of Poetry

Without a father, what father is there, and what mother is there? The Book of Songs

The virtues of the father are the heritage of the child. The character Yan

Parents' virtue; children's good teaching. Aphorisms and Couplets

Don't be happy if you have a son, and don't sigh if you don't have a son. Tang Han Yu

People see that it is good to have a boy or a girl, but they don't know that men and women make people old. Wang Jian (Tang)

There are no parents in the world; brothers are the rarest in the world. Aphorisms

Parents are the best in the world; children are the most filial in the world.

The father gives birth to me, the mother bows to me, caresses me, raises me, brings me up, nurtures me,

looks after me, and restores me. The Book of Songs

If the father is not kind, then the son is not filial; if the brother is not friendly, then the brother is not respectful; if the husband is not righteous, then the woman is not obedient. Yan Zhiwei (晏之推) in the North and South Dynasties (南北朝)

Without a good father and brother inside, and without a strict teacher and friend outside, there are few people who can be successful. (Song) Lu Gongzhi

What my parents want to do, I will follow; what my parents miss, I will be kind to them.

In the eyes of parents, children are often a part of the self, and children are a chance for his ideal self to come back again. Fei Xiaotong

Compassionate mothers love their children, not for reward. Liu An

October is a heavy birth, but three lifetimes are not enough to repay it. Song of Exhortation to Filial Piety

A foot and three inches of baby, ten and eight years of work. Song of Exhortation to Filial Piety

Mother calls her son dry, and he shits on her, and she sleeps wet. Song of Exhortation to Filial Piety

The mother suffers before the child sees her, the child works hard and the mother is restless. Song of Exhortation to Filial Piety

An old mother is a hundred years old, but she always remembers her eighty sons. Song of Exhortation to Filial Piety

With a loving mother in front of him, the prodigal son will not feel the cold. Song of Exhortation to Filial Piety

The love of a thousand kindnesses and the pain of a hundred pains, who knows that my parents love me? Little Children's Words

White-headed old mother cries over the door, pulling down the sleeves of her shirt to keep more than that.

The mother's honor is hanging down, and the pipe is shining, the wu is sinking, and the night stage is silent. A Collection of Aphorisms

The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the body of a wandering son. The first thing I want to do is to make sure that I have a good understanding of what I'm talking about. Who says that the heart of an inch of grass can repay the three spring suns. Meng Jiao

Meng's mother used to choose her neighbors. When her son did not learn, she broke the loom. Three Character Classic

Mother is the first relative on earth; mother's love is the first love on earth. The only love in the world that is not polluted is a mother's love. The word strict

When you succeed, anyone is a friend. But only a mother - she is a companion in times of failure. Zheng Zhenduo

Mourning for my parents, who paid for my birth. The Classic of Poetry