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Poetic maternal love

mother love

Author Fu Tianlin

I'm your dark-skinned mother.

A poem written by a white mother to her mother.

Author: Bing Xin

Mom, for a long time

I just want to write a poem for you.

But I wrote it many times.

I haven't written it yet

Mom, I wrote this poem for you.

I don't know how to start.

I don't know how to end it.

I don't know what to write.

It's like slapping you hard when you were a child.

I don't know whether to accept it bravely.

Or should I choose to escape?

Mom, I thought of you again tonight.

I decided to write a poem for you.

Even if it's not well written

Even if you are far from home.

Never read ...

Mom, if you see a small white boat in your dream,

Don't be surprised that he dreams for no reason.

This was folded by your beloved daughter in tears.

Wan Shui Qian Shan begged him to take her love and sorrow home.

■ Mother

Author: Shu Ting

Your pale fingertips touch my temple.

I can't help acting like a child.

Hold on to your skirt

Ah, mom.

In order to keep your fading 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.

Afraid that cleaning will make it

Lose your unique warmth

Ah, mom.

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

I'm afraid the memory will fade, too.

How dare I open its screen easily?

I cried to you for a thorn.

Now I'm wearing a Jing Guan, and I dare not.

I dare not moan.

Ah, mom.

I often look up at your photos sadly.

Even if 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.

Ah, mom.

My sweet, soft and deep memory.

Not a torrent, not a waterfall.

It's a dry well, and it can't sing under the shade of flowers and trees.

■ Mother

Author: love

Mother is as humble as moss,

Solemn as the morning light,

As soft as the voice of Jiangnan,

Hard as a thousand years of cold jade,

When I raised my eyes,

She is Hao Yue:

When I looked down,

She is a vast land.

■ 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.

■ Drying old clothes

Author: (Qing) Zhou Shouchang

The robe is still there and the collar is still warm.

I can't bear to take it lightly when sewing again, and there are old thread marks of loving mothers on it.

■ Zhong Mama

Author: Wang

When you come home disappointed,

Son,

No matter how tall you are, your mother's bosom can still surround you.

I am willing to be your "master clock" and I will not stop working until the clock breaks down.

■ 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 on my mother.

See mom's beautiful and elegant appearance.

■ Learn to be a good mother

Author: Wang

"The hand that pushes the cradle is the hand that changes society."

"mother"

This is a privilege granted to women by God.

It is priceless for a mother to sacrifice for her child.

Giving is also unconditional.

■ "Mom"

Author: Hong Yan

When I met you,

I am ten/you are thirty-five.

You are a round-faced mother/

Your love is full of bath water/

Warm,

Almost made me float.

■ Mother

Author: Gao Mingcheng

The earth has been spinning.

I accidentally fell into a ditch when I was a child.

You took it from the ground in a pool of blood.

Suddenly picked me up.

It's your omnipotent Hercules!

A thousand raindrops fell from the umbrella.

Grains pour into your back.

There is no rain in my arms.

The hospital is the end of the marathon.

This is your brave ambulance.

Chen Xing was born and died constantly.

I also know that it has aging and parting.

Regret is always deeply rooted in the heart after parting.

There are endless complaints about grasslands and rivers.

Spring is warm, and the sea and the sky are the same.

Is your avatar avalokitesvara!

■

Author: Xu Yilan

Modern parents respect, understand and care,

Accept the advantages and disadvantages of children,

Encourage rather than blame,

Praise instead of complaining,

And give them enough spiritual food,

Instill the idea that new books are better than new clothes.

■

Author: Zhang Mo

Love is a small ribbon,

Mother gently tied it with wrinkles.

■

Author: Li Qiao

People come from the earth,

For the congenital homesickness of returning to nature,

Mother is the embodiment of the earth.

■

Source: Bing Xin Xing

Mom!

The wind and rain in the sky are coming,

The bird hid in his nest;

The storm in my heart is coming,

I only hide in your arms.

■

Source: Bing Xin's "Past Seven"

Mom!

You are a lotus leaf, and I am a red lotus.

The raindrops in my heart are coming,

Except for you,

Who is the shadow under my naked sky?

■ 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.

(excerpt)

■ Ordinary life

Author: Du Jinghua Source: unforgettable mother's kindness

Your little feet

How many roads have you walked?

On your weak shoulders

Still bear a heavy burden

This road is very long.

It is full of your blood, your sweat and your tears.

And endless humiliation.

Your cheeks are brown.

Write about your long-term running and hard work.

however

You never seem to know what to complain about.

You are always tenacious, keep going.

There is always a long way under your feet.

Never asked you why you left.

You never wanted to tell anyone.

You are always so silent.

Go quietly, go ...

Your little feet,

Walk out of the long road

There is no end in sight.

■ Immortal hymns

Author: Wen Wen

The gentle wind is blowing the sun, and my mother's kindness is not fully praised.

Adopted daughters care for their children's nature and keep the tears of pregnancy and childbirth.

I am afraid that my heart will become a phoenix, and I will become the soul in my dream.

The most important thing is Meng Jiao's theory of beautiful spring scenery and flourishing grass.

■ Mom is really great.

My mother, like the moon, shines on the doors and windows of my house, how holy and kind, shining with the light of love.

For the sake of children, I am not afraid of dark clouds, give me warmth and encourage me to go up.

Mom, I love you. I love you. You're amazing.

Mother is like a star, shining on the doors and windows of my house. How holy and kind she is, shining with the light of love.

■ A grateful heart

I came from an accident, like a grain of dust. Who can see my fragility?

Where I come from, where I belong, and who will call me in the next moment.

Although the world is wide, this road is difficult. I have seen all the ups and downs in this world.

How much love and tears I still have, God knows I won't give up.

Grateful heart, thank you, accompany me all my life, let me have the courage to be myself.

Grateful heart, thank you, I will cherish it like flowers bloom and fall.

■ Mom, I love you.

Mom! Mom! I love you, you taught us to endure hardships, and you taught us to live up to expectations.

Childhood scenes are often in dreams, mother's love will never be forgotten, and mother's goodness will never be forgotten.

Even the stormy waves, even the wind, frost, rain and snow.

With your mother, everyone is willing to struggle and achieve great things.

■ Poems for Mother

"M-more": That's what my mother gave me too much;

"O-old": But my mother is old.

"T-tear": it is the string of tears that my mother wiped away for me;

"H heart": this is the mother's pure heart as gold;

"e-eyes": she is the loving eyes of her mother;

"R-right": It is my wish to my mother-always healthy and happy!

Put them together, and you will understand why we affectionately call: Mom!

■ Make mom happier.

Mother's care makes us warm;

Mother's selflessness touched us;

Mother's broadness shocked us;

It is our common wish to make mom happy!

Yellow-skinned mother

My love is as black as charcoal

White as snow.

As yellow as dirt.

My love has no boundaries.

No boundaries, no boundaries, my love for you.

You are a seed covered with snow.

You are a tree that grows from the loess.

You are a burning coal fire.

You are life, you are strength, and you wish you were me.

My child, my child, you are my child.

the song of a mother

Rasul Gamzatov (Russian Federation)

Mother and mother are similar to each other,

Like the ocean between mountains.

Mountains and mountains are similar to each other,

I stared at the mountains from the blue sky.

The mountains are stacked against the thunderstorm.

The closer to the top of the mountain, the steeper the rock wall.

There are thousands of peaks in the world.

No one is more noble than a mother!

Whether I am happy or sad,

You are my reliable mountain peak.

Stars at night, light at dawn,

Mom, it's all in your heart.

Now, I look around,

Show your image everywhere:

You are in the land where flowers are blooming,

You are in the sparkling ocean!

The earth can't tolerate your kindness,

The sky can't hold your nobility,

Mom, I really feel strange,

How could you? How could you walk in there?

Low, narrow wooden house? ! Poetic maternal love

mother love

Author Fu Tianlin

I'm your dark-skinned mother.

A white-skinned mother

Yellow-skinned mother

My love is as black as charcoal

White as snow.

As yellow as dirt.

My love has no boundaries.

No boundaries, no boundaries, my love for you.

You are a seed covered with snow.

You are a tree that grows from the loess.

You are a burning coal fire.

You are life, you are strength, and you wish you were me.

My child, my child, you are my child.

the song of a mother

Rasul Gamzatov (Russian Federation)

Mother and mother are similar to each other,

Like the ocean between mountains.

Mountains and mountains are similar to each other,

I stared at the mountains from the blue sky.

The mountains are stacked against the thunderstorm.

The closer to the top of the mountain, the steeper the rock wall.

There are thousands of peaks in the world.

No one is more noble than a mother!

Whether I am happy or sad,

You are my reliable mountain peak.

Stars at night, light at dawn,

Mom, it's all in your heart.

Now, I look around,

Show your image everywhere:

You are in the land where flowers are blooming,

You are in the sparkling ocean!

The earth can't tolerate your kindness,

The sky can't hold your nobility,

Mom, I really feel strange,

How could you? How could you walk in there?

1, Meng Jiao's Wandering Sons.

The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son.

Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.

Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?

2. Selected poems of Bai Juyi's Yan Shi Liu Sao.

Imagine yourself as a young day, flying high and carrying your mother.

At that time, my parents thought that I should know today.

3. Han Yu's Whose Son

The old white-headed mother hid her face and cried bitterly, and her shirt sleeves were torn.

4. Wang Anshi's Tenth Five-Year Plan

Put mother in the ditch and leave her home in the shade.

When I heard about Du Yu in the moonlight, I was always worried about the North and the South.

5. Huang Jingren's "Don't be an old mother"

I went to worship the mother river beam, and I was worried about my tears.

This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time.

6. Jiang Shiquan's "Arriving Home at the End of the Year"

I love my son endlessly, and I'm glad to go home.

Cold clothes are needle and thread, and letters from home are ink stains.

If you encounter pity, you will ask for it.

I am ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh.

7. Song Lingyun's father's memory

Wu's book is broken. What do you hate everywhere?

The dream soul is not afraid of Chang 'an, and has borrowed the wind to ask for daily life several times.

8, Yu Gong "Mu Si"

First frost, Lu Hua, tears wet her skirt, bald and helpless.

Last May, Huang Meiyu Zeng Dian returned to his hometown as a cassock.

9. Ni Ruizhen's mother memory

The river is too wide to sail, so I don't know if it is safe.

When I am in the dark, I am afraid I will cry more!

10, Peng Gui's "My brother came at the beginning of the capital, very happy"

How many tears have been dyed to sew clothes.

1 1, Zhu Ziqing's back.

Howard Johnson M-O Hotel

On behalf of the countless things she gave me,

O just means she's getting old,

On behalf of the tears she shed to save me,

Represents her heart of gold;

Represents her eyes shining with love,

R stands for right, she is always right,

Put them together and spell mother,

This word means the whole world to me.

Mubiezi

Tang Bai Juyi

Mother, son, son, mother,

There was no light during the day and I cried bitterly.

……

It's not sad enough to welcome the new and abandon the old.

Sad to stay at your home for two children.

Walking for the first time, sitting for the first time,

Sitting there crying and grabbing at other people's clothes.

With your new elegance,

My mother and son are separated.

Not as good as the black magpie in the forest,

Mothers don't lose young males and females.

……

Low, narrow wooden house? ! Ancient poems praising maternal love

1, The Wandering Sons

The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son. She sewed it carefully, mended it thoroughly,

Afraid that the delay would make him come home late. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?

2, "Don't be an old mother" Huang Qing Zhongze

The bow curtain goes to the mother river beam, and the tears are white.

This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time.

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

Put mother in the ditch and leave her home in the shade. When I heard about Du Yu in the moonlight, I was always worried about the North and the South.

4. "Arriving home at the end of the year" Qingjiang Shiquan

I love my son endlessly, and I'm glad to go home. Cold clothes are needle and thread, and letters from home are ink stains.

If you encounter pity, you will ask for it. I am ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh.

5, "Mother Biezi" Tang Bai Juyi

Mothers are different from children, and children are different from mothers. During the day, there are no lights and crying.

General Guan, an ancient general title, won a new title last year.

Welcome Luoyang as a flower with a gift of 2 million yuan.

New people welcome old people and abandon them. Lotus in the palm is a thorn in the side.

It's not sad to welcome the new and abandon the old, it's sad to leave two children at home.

At first, I walked with my hands. At first, I sat and cried and grabbed people's clothes.

With your new beauty, my mother and son will be separated.

It is best to have a crow and a magpie in the forest, and the mother will not lose the young males and females.

It should be like a peach and plum tree in the garden, with flowers falling on the branches with the wind.

Newlyweds, newlyweds, listen to me, Luoyang infinite red chamber girl.

I hope the general will make contributions and there will be more new people who are better than you.

6, "Motherly Love" Yuan Yang Weizhen

A loving mother loves her young, and Zhao is the Crown Prince.

The dragon and tiger are different every day, and the dog looks forward to the eagle.

There is no six-foot orphan under the knee, and a Zhao is not born in May.

At night, the ghost lights are blurred, and the snow leaks more than four drums.

A hundred officials don't hold Dong Hu's pen, so why do widowed wives shout?

What's more, Han Wangjin stabbed a silver axe in front of the bed, which was a disaster.

7, "Xuan Mo Map" Wang Yuan noodles

Brilliant day lily flowers, Luosheng North Hall.

The south wind blows the heart, for whom do you vomit?

A loving mother leans against the door, but a wanderer cannot walk.

May the sun be sparse and the day be fearful.

Looking up at Yunlin, I am ashamed to listen to birds.

8. "Whose Son" Tang Hanyu

Who is not crazy, who is not crazy, who will go to the palace to call the Taoist priest?

The old white-headed mother hid her face and cried bitterly, and her shirt sleeves were torn.

Cui Mei's bride, twenty years old, sent her home and cried all over the city.

Or Yun wants to learn to fight, Mu Biqiang.

It's also vulgar and ordinary, risking your position.

Although there are legends about immortals, everyone who knows them knows their falsehood.

Sages can be bullied, but how can they die of poverty?

Alas, Yu Xincheng is my brother, and I am willing to teach in the end.

It's never too late to punish a hundred strategies.

Whose relatives and friends can pity me and write my poems as gifts?

9, "Short Songs" Tang

When a person is born, he rises at dawn. Going up the mountain late, going down the mountain ill.

Thirty-six thousand dynasties in a hundred years, half a day at night will be better.

There are songs and dances, so be sure to be early. Yesterday was better than today.

People see men and women as good, but they don't know that men and women make people old.

Short songs, no music.

10, Tang's answer to the elderly in Daibei House

The old man with a negative salary went to Zhou Bei. He looked at Wang Bei's hometown.

He said that the old man had three sons, all of whom had died in Huangsha.

Now that the child has just grown up, he will confess next year.

Knowing this, we will fall apart and cannot live and die together.

Borrow a farm house from Wu next door, and then go to the countryside alone.

It's even harder to have more children.

Recently, it is said that the Emperor advocates martial arts and vegetables, and Qiang Bing wants to be quiet.

Ensuring border security is a long-term policy, so there is no need to expel China people.

1 1, "night shift" Tang

The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad.

Tonight, my hometown is full of thoughts, and the Ming Dynasty is worried for another year.

12, Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi Xian Liu Sao"

Imagine yourself as a young day, flying high and carrying your mother.

At that time, my parents thought that I should know today.

13, Song Lingyun's memory of his father

Wu's book is broken. What do you hate everywhere?

The dream soul is not afraid of Chang 'an, and has borrowed the wind to ask for daily life several times.

14, Yu Gong "Thinking of Mother"

First frost, Lu Hua, tears wet her skirt, bald and helpless.

Last May, Huang Meiyu Zeng Dian returned to his hometown as a cassock.

15, Ni Ruizhen's memory of her mother

The river is too wide to sail, so I don't know if it is safe. Hongya Experimental Middle School was completed and opened in September, 20001. A new urban junior high school invested and built by the county people's government and directly under the county education and science and technology bureau has risen proudly on the Tsing Yi River in the southwest of the county. The school covers an area of 60 mu and is divided into three areas: sports area, teaching area and living area, with reasonable layout. In order to build a high-quality brand of junior high school education, the school takes "facing the future, innovating by experiment" as its motto, adheres to the guiding ideology of "people-oriented, managing the school according to law, educating people by moral education and standardizing management", makes every effort to build a semi-closed management model, and enthusiastically embarks on the road of running a school. After three sessions of teacher recruitment and student recruitment, by September 2004, the school had 24 classes in three grades, with more than 0.5 million students and 65 teachers, with an average age of 36. 1 year. In June 2004, the first graduates of this school took the senior high school entrance examination in Meishan, and achieved the goal of a good start: Hongya Middle School enrolled a total of 1 15 students in the mandatory plan, which broke through the 100-person mark in a single school for the first time and created a new high in Hongya junior high school education; Shu Yuyu won the first place in the city and became the first champion of Meishan senior high school entrance examination in our county. Chinese, mathematics, English, politics, history and sports rank first in the county, and physics and chemistry rank second in the county. The school won the first prize in the evaluation of education and teaching quality in 2004 by the County Education Bureau. After three years' efforts, the school has successively won more than ten honorary titles such as Sichuan Model Parent School, Meishan Model School Governing by Law, Meishan School Spirit Qualified, Hongya County Civilized Unit and Hongya County One-star School. After three years of development, the experimental middle school has emerged from the crisis and become the leading school in junior high school education in the county. Under the guidance of loyalty and dedication, real people are releasing the hope of tomorrow for a beautiful ecological home.

When I am in the dark, I am afraid I will cry more!

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