Mother daughter affection poems, short essays, mother s poetry essays

You are such a mountain, across my eyes, the flowers bloom and fall are still so majestic.

You are such a star, hanging in the sky, and the sun rises and sets forever in my heart.

You are such a house, standing between heaven and earth, and the wind and rain are still guarding me.

Oh, Mother!

The mountains, the stars, the huts, how can these compare with you?

Compare you to water, nourishing my heart and cleansing my soul.

You are my life, giving me the freedom to swim, and in your river, I am willing to be a smart little fish.

Oh, Mother!

You are the endless grassland, and I am a horseless horse, carrying my dream of galloping thousands of miles.

Oh, Mother!

In fact, you are just a light in my son's heart, illuminating the darkness in my heart in the wind and rain.

Oh, Mother!

In fact, you are just that mulberry leaf, which has been gnawed by me!

n years ago, I was in your belly, breathing your air, absorbing your nutrients, sharing your blood, and occupying your womb;

As a result, your body is swollen, your steps are getting heavier and heavier, and you can't even sleep at night, you can't stand up when you sit down, and you can't walk a hundred steps;

Until 10 months old, you will experience painful pain and inhuman fatigue.

From the moment I finally fell to the ground, you forgot the great pain of life, the hard work of pregnancy, and worked hard every day, every night, every hour, just for my strong growth;

1 year old, I am a toddler, you forget the fatigue of the whole day, carefully behind you with your hands to protect;

When I was 2 years old, I refused to eat, and you tried your best to get the appetite-boosting herbs, and boiled me a bowl of lean broth;

3 years old, I have a cold and fever, the night has not subsided, you hurriedly put on simple clothes, hugged me and quickly ran to the clinic;

At the age of 4, when I saw other people's children eating candy, I showed envy, so you took out the change that you had saved for a long time and bought me 2 sweet candies;

5 years old, kindergarten teacher home visit, heard that I was very well-behaved at school, you picked me up and smiled happily for a long time, tired and reluctant to put down;

8 years old, my father said that I was disobedient, and you hugged me desperately, and you didn't call my father no matter what;

When you were 10 years old, you walked miles every day to help my father in order to buy me a beautiful new set of clothes, and did not come home until nightfall;

When I was 12 years old, on my birthday, you got up early and cooked me 2 lotus eggs;

Along the way, with your sweat and tears, the hardships of October breeding, and the hardships of n' years of nurturing, how can you repay them?

If it is said that father's love is like a mountain, mother's love is like the sea, and the power of the mountain and the tolerance of the sea accompany us all the way to grow.

Mother's Day, I wish the world a happy mother's day and good health, dear ones, remember to give your mother a **.

Mom didn't look much good.

Thin body with a loud voice.

Very little makeup and grooming.

Time and money adorn us.

To say which one is beautiful.

It's still the happy appearance of the marriage certificate.

Mom photographer is not very competent.

Everyone praises the soup and cooking.

Juggling farm work and work.

The years and energy are poured into the future of the family.

I want to ask which scene is the most poignant.

It's a good day, and I'm still budgeting.

Mom's culture is not very high.

Mental arithmetic skills are better than mine.

The overall situation is an example.

Being a person and doing everything is perfect in trivialities.

You have to think about which point is the most convincing.

Yes is the axis of love in the heart of life peace.

Remember that beating.

It was the reservoir swimming back to lie.

If you don't fight, you may not see your mother."

Remember that scolding.

It's a night to pretend to be a ghost and scare my sister, so miserable.

A man is an umbrella, and a woman should resist it."

Remember that hate.

was caught stealing someone else's sweet potato.

Nothing was said, only a look of disgust.

I remember that crying.

It is to give this and that before becoming a soldier.

Maybe it's a goodbye or no news.

Remember that repentance.

It was the troops who fainted on the ground after wiping their guns.

My sister told her that she blamed herself and said, Come back.

Remember that time.

It was the first time we met and called her mom after two years.

It should be so loud that his eyes wet and "It's good to come back".

I also have a few fears.

I'm afraid that I won't be able to get ahead and live up to the disappointment.

I'm afraid to see her with a circle of gray hair on her head.

I'm afraid that the years will go by, and there will be more scars on my hands.

I'm afraid that her body will be rickety, like her grandmother, and she will do Hehe.

I'm afraid that she will catch a cold next to the computer while chasing dramas.

I'm afraid that the rice wine she brews is not as fragrant as before.

Okay, Mom.

No excuses to dial the wrong ** to ask me how.

You don't have to give you a gift every time you say that the money is spent.

Don't think about it, my daughter asks me, how is your sister?

Spend every Mother's Day with you.

I'll tell you about the space.

I'll send you a meaningful file staring message.

It's too young to fall in love and get married.

The career is planning, planning, and fighting.

Eggs, vegetables and fruits are really supplementing.

You won't lose it if you run, exercise, and read.

You're listening to what you're saying.

Happy holidays, take care and love you.

Prose poems for my mother

The day I came back from work.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw you wandering around the courtyard.

Keep busy.

When you're tired, sit on a small bench and rest.

You babble.

You are sinning.

Listening to your broken thoughts, I'm ashamed.

lowered the head of the rental stove and shouted: Mom!

Thank you for warming me year after year.

Cooking: You love education when you cook.

The dress gave the apron.

The hair was given oil smoke.

Temper gives the child although there are complaints.

But he only gave love to the whole family.

Worry" Your temperament is not very urgent.

Every time you worry about it or you worry about it.

The brow will be tightened.

A few tufts of gray hair on the top of the head will be revealed.

This time. I will always say.

Mom!I'm worried about really looking old.

You're afraid. The brow immediately furrowed.

Stressful "Busy at home.

Watch me pick up my phone.

You're worried about saying I'm only looking at my phone.

Do not do things. Probably you never knew.

We both have some pressure.

Selfless Love" is a busy farming season.

Sit down and chat after dinner. Nagging and chattering all the time.

This is the Mother.

She always keeps saying that spring is stupid.

There is nothing better for me.

But she. Gave me selfless love.