Paper Boat Send the original poem of the mother

I never wanted to abandon a piece of paper, I always kept it, and it was stacked into a very small boat, and I threw it off the boat and left it in the sea.

Some were blown into the window of the boat by the wind, and some were wet by the waves, on the bow of the boat.

I'm still talking every day, always hoping that one can flow to where I want him to go.

Mother, if you see a very small white boat in your dream, don't be surprised that it falls asleep for no reason.

This is your beloved daughter with tears in her eyes, thousands of rivers and mountains, begging it to carry her love and sorrow back.

1. Original text. Paper Boat - Send Mother.

I never let go of a piece of paper.

Always keep - keep it, fold it into a very small boat, throw it off the boat and write it in the sea.

Some were swept into the windows of the boat by the wind, and some were wet by the waves and stuck on the bow of the boat.

I still don't lose heart and stack it every day, always hoping that one of them will flow to where I want it to go.

Mother, if you see a very small white boat in your dream, don't be surprised that it falls asleep for no reason.

This is your beloved daughter with tears in her eyes, thousands of rivers and mountains, beg it to carry her love and sorrow back!

2. "Paper Boat - Sending Mother" is a modern poem by the modern poet Bingxin, written in 1923. This poem is written in the tone of a childlike child, and the tone of the body is cheerful, through the childlike action of "folding paper boats", supporting things and allegorical feelings, giving the paper boat a special meaning, sending Tan Qintuo's love and thoughts to his mother, and then expressing the author's deep affection for his mother and motherland.

Paper Boat - Send Mother.

I never wanted to abandon a piece of paper, I always kept it, and it was stacked into a very small boat, and I threw it off the boat and left it in the sea.

Some were blown into the window of the boat by the wind, and some were wet by the waves, on the bow of the boat.

I'm still talking every day, always hoping that one can flow to where I want him to go.

Mother, if you see a very small white boat in your dream, don't be surprised that it falls asleep for no reason.

This is your beloved daughter with tears in her eyes, thousands of rivers and mountains, begging it to carry her love and sorrow back.

I never wanted to abandon a piece of paper, I always kept it, and I stacked it into a very small boat, and threw it off the boat in the sea.

Some were blown into the window of the boat by the wind, and some were wet by the waves, on the bow of the boat.

I still don't lose heart, and I always hope that one can flow to where I want him to go.

Mother, if you see a very small white boat in your dream, don't be surprised that it falls asleep for no reason.

This is your beloved daughter with tears in her eyes, thousands of rivers and mountains, begging it to carry her love and sorrow back.

If life deceives you - Pushkin.

If life has deceived you, don't be sad and don't be discouraged!

Calm in times of distress:

That happy day, believe, will come.

The heart yearns for the future;

Although it's frustrating right now :

Everything is instantaneous, everything will pass;

And what has passed will become amiable.