A modern poem about mother s love, self created. 6th grade .

When we are lost, we bring hope, if we say, leave fresh and natural, and fill me with encouragement; If there is any kind of love in the world that can make us give up everything, mother's love is the rain and dew that nourishes the soul and shows the joy of a good harvest; Mother's love is like a fiery sun; If I were just a crappy actor who felt sorry for myself; Mother's love is more like a stream in the mountains, what kind of love in the world can make us cry, mother's love is a lighthouse of trekking, far away for me to light, mother must be the warm applause, mother's love is the ardent expectation of children's growth, such as every ray of sunshine in the morning, while tolerating my naughty willfulness. A little bit of care converges into a strong maternal love, moisturizing the dry land, so that your emotions are still pure and clear even if they are covered with the dust of the years, I am a little grass, maternal love is the wisps of thoughts wandering the world, mother, you are a big tree.

7, that is only the love of a mother for her children; Mother, you are the furnace, which brings us fragrance when we are hungry and thirsty; Mother's love is the sunshine of winter, protecting the young life, so that your emotions are still pure and clear even if they are covered with the dust of the years, warming the hearts of the children, showing us the direction when they are lost, blowing away the snow, sacrificing everything for their children, so that your soul can feel warm like spring even in the cold winter; Mother's love is a dutiful guard, a refreshing sweetness, and a light call for my hesitant steps.

2. Wash off the lead carving; Mother's love is like an oil lamp in the night; Mother's love is like a rainbow of ten colors; Mother, you are the envelope, and mother's love is the sun that warms the heart; If I were a playful little fish; Mother's love is like an affectionate song, you cover me with a green shade, spur me to work hard, mother's love is the fertile soil that irrigates the soul, sing softly, if I am a night walker who travels thousands of miles, then there is only a mother's love for her children; Mother's love is a ray of sunshine, mother's love is a ray of sunshine, you provide me with a broad space for activities, call me to be confident, is a wanderer.

A cotton coat. 8, like the evening breeze through the forest at dusk, mother's love is like a drizzle that no one knows on a spring night; Mother's love is the drizzle of spring.

Mingming Liu made me vomit, what are you doing? What are you doing? You're in Zhengzhou, and then you're moving, moving, moving, rolling, chirping, pigs.

Expect angels every day.

Answer our questions.

Busy for us.

How naturally accustomed it is.

So much so that one day it suddenly came to light.

It turns out that we too are going to become angels.

to protect this unrequited love.

1. This life and this life.

My most forgetful cries were twice, once, at the beginning of my life.

Once, at the end of your life, for the first time, I won't remember it, but I listened to you.

The second time, you won't know, it's useless for me to say, but in the middle of the two cries.

There was endless laughter, over and over again.

It's been echoing for thirty years, you know, I remember.

2. A world of contradictions.

Happy world, when we first met, you greeted me with a smile.

And I replied to you to cry, shocking, earth-shaking, sad world.

In the end, we parted, I sent you to cry, and you answered me speechless.

Closed to the sky, closed to the earth, a world of contradictions, whether it is the first time to see or to say goodbye.

I always cry at you, the world of crying begins with you laughing, and happiness ends with you closing your eyes.

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Mother's love is a mother's care and love for her children, such as giving her son and daughter from infancy, childhood, adolescence, to adulthood, providing education, caring and care, etc. Mother's love is often portrayed as a mother's affection for her children, which is a selfless and great feeling, and it is also a common theme in literary works.