A poem blessing mother.

1, maternal love is as deep as the sea, how to be loved? Great love is more valuable than bone, and great love is unrewarded!

2. Wandering around the world, I often think of day lily. I miss my mother every year.

3, the morning mist covers the mountain peak, and the cuckoo is surprised. Suddenly, I heard the sound of a book, and my alma mater was ringing the bell.

4. On holidays, the rain is light and cool, and Du Yu's voice breaks my heart. Ciyan is always in a dream, and the old courtyard can still smell the fragrance of daylily.

5. When I was young, I fell into dust, and every time I passed the hall, I was filled with tears. I am most afraid of wild forest weeds, crows break and flowers bloom.

6, the rain is floating, and the servant has not returned. Spending money without planning is old, but it can't be done. Fingers are gently improved, three meals are carefully cooked, and life is expected. Who can understand the pain in a child's heart, just wait for the wind to clear and the sun to shine.

7. Mother's Day is so painful that I hate looking at the moon in front of the window for a long time. In the dream, kindness is drifting away, and tears are hard to dry without filial piety.

Left home 8, 20, 50 times, and not many came back during this period. When I asked the visiting swallow, my mother was old.

9. It was late at night, and people were stunned and lost in the air for thirty years. In my 1000 lines of letters, I can still see the imprint of last year.

10, he sang to the sky at the full moon, with a sachet in his hand and tears in his eyes. In the spring and autumn of the fifties, it was hard to give up, and it still brought the warmth of the old days.

1 1, stay in xiaocundong for a long time and look forward to the flood. Neighbors have long suspected that the sunset glow is red.

12, the photo album was carefully opened, and the kind relatives were still happy. Brilliant, clear-headed, diligent and highly successful. Carve a mark with courage, coquettish and dusty years. Even if fate is hard for you, it will make your children and grandchildren more proud.

13, I still love to manage three meals when I am old, and I still watch it carefully in my dreams. Distinguish between veins and grass roots, reopen the project and camp. How dangerous is the wind under the ribs? It is especially cold to step on the rocks. It is my heart to turn stone into gold and leave a beautiful picture.

14, since ancient times, the thread in the hands of loving mothers has cooked lamps to weave wandering clothes. Love leads children around the world, worrying about safety and looking forward to coming back soon. A mother's love is like a spring, and a child's words are rewarded: a little.

15, labor, crying. The voice of nature, the murmuring brook and willow. Fingering at life is of little significance. Look back at the Spring and Autumn Period. Well, Mimi, all beings are blessed. Infinite Buddha, may mother live a long life.

16, the bottle is used up, which is Wei Wei's shame. It is better to die for a long time than to live with fresh people. What if there is no father? What can I do without my mother? Get a shirt when you go out, and you're exhausted when you go in.

17, I want to pick stars for my son, but I don't know that the world is cold. Now the white hair is rustling, and my maid of honor is watching the sunset.

18, my love for my son is endless, and I am very happy to be 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.

19, little feet bent down to pay, born without eyebrows. Today, I am ashamed to talk about filial piety on holidays, and my eyes are closed by my mother.

20, about food and clothing, since childhood. I didn't know how much I love you until I became a mother.

2 1, holiday words respect old sentences, and the language is rough and shallow, and they are afraid of sentimentality. Even if you are gentle in seaweed, you can't compare with the sound of washing your feet wholeheartedly.

22. The firecrackers next door are deafening, and New Year greetings are paid before the sick bed. If there are no regrets in life, who will see the full moon today?

23. Stop the car. I'm stuck in Chu. Feeling from this, sadness and tears stuck in the throat. Fang's mother is seriously ill and wants to be a famous doctor. The bus is very urgent today, so it is difficult to stop! Motherly love has nothing to report, what can life expect!

24, the empty old house is lonely, and the eyes can't see the way home. That year, my mother sent her son Yi, and tears were already floating.

25. Make cotton-padded clothes and cold shoes in summer and teach on weekdays. Life is full of peaches and plums, and work and housework are correct.

26. I didn't know that time was short when I was young, but I felt cold when I was old. A mother's love lasts all her life. In which year did the child repay her mother's kindness?

27, Mo Tao swallowed air conditioning, with residual temperature opened the memory. The cake is fragrant when it is placed by the pot, and sewing clothes under the lamp will leave sweat marks. Always squeeze coarse grains between your teeth and pocket coins. Mother's love is endless, and it is hard to repay her kindness if she breaks her heart.

28, smiling all the time, the teenager didn't realize it. I still dare not look. You laugh and I cry.

29. The stomach shook like thunder, and the Third Plenary Session won the hearts of the people. The wind is light and the good news is sent to the house, and the trees are shaded in Cai Feng. I like to have a child to consolidate my foundation. I will work hard and find gold in the sea. Kindness is still a thread, and love is deeper.

30. The sorrow of the years side by side, the economy and helplessness of the belly. I used to rely on the breeze to support my family, but now I am stubborn because of bad luck. The medicine soup is soaked in the sunshine bath, and maternal love is connected with the heart. This is already a good letter. Dong Jun helped Theodore.

3 1, I have been homesick for a long time, and now my mother is old. My mother was worried about the small business at home and warned me not to hang up many times.

32, wait until the family is lonely, and then seek a good future. My eyes were still floating when he sent me to join the army.

33. The day lilies in front of the main hall are covered with moss, which makes people sad. I called my mother a thousand times last night, but she never appeared in my dream.

34, the night candle wick is short, and the body is broken and tears flow. Yingying went to Shuang Yan, and the frost and snow turned white.

35. Meng Jiao misses his mother so much that he is afraid of being late. Looking back at my mother's grave, I feel sad. A poor family has no money, and a broken house has few guests. The phoenix tree on the hedge is very thin, but now it looks dull.

36, overlooking the mountains, the river is windy and hot in summer. Clouds cover the moon, and birds gather in the pavilion. A loving mother is far away, and a lonely lamp shines for a moment? If homesickness is intentional, it will be born on the pillow!

37. The Ji family had a daughter who was self-sufficient. Qin was amazed and thought she was still alive. The cloud road is burning, and the home and the moon are shining. Suddenly, I was wrapped in a small white hair, which made my relatives cry. It's hard to sweep off the block, but you can delete the pain to whom.

38. Going to Yaotai alone is far from relatives, so the garden has been rejuvenated several times. Sad and afraid to take the village east road, I can't see anyone in the lonely grave.

Don't forget that your initiative is to stick to the truth and govern by doing nothing. Be diligent and always do good at home, and cut words to avoid dust. Virtue can cultivate a model of benevolence, and indulgence will benefit the wind and spring. Good news came early in Dong Jun. The front of the day lily hall was covered with green leaves.

40. The crescent moon hangs a single photo horizontally, and applause comes from night. Scrubbing is not a mother's business. Open the seams early to make the mattress more diligent. Snoring is like love around the ears, and medicine is wrapped in a pulse. Even though my ancestors often sheltered me, my family style made me proud of my filial piety.

4 1, the mother instrument is touching the world, and the pregnancy is like a mountain in October. The child is the mother's flesh and blood, and kneeling in the sky can't repay it.

42. Tears streamed down her face when the old story was brought up, and her parents were demoted to mulberry. Dark clouds cover the sun, and slogans are hard to get into the house. Nine turns hungry, a mad dog barks, and endless bad luck adds to the body. Who knows that years make people old, and there are always wind knives and temples.

43, the bill was carefully calculated to compete for the high standard, but unexpectedly the ghost inside made waves. Qingyan hides his name and closes his wings, and the idiot gains the power to play dirty tricks. Books are no longer good meals, because meals are thin after all. If there is benevolence and righteousness in the world, mother is still a big choice.

44. My father gave birth to me and my mother bowed to me. Caress me, feed me, nurture me, nurture me, take care of me, go in and out of my stomach. The virtue of wanting to repay kindness. Heaven is so chaotic!

45. My mother is over ninety years old this year, and she always smiles the warmest. I have worked hard for half my life, but I have been poor for several years. If you are empty-minded, you will increase your years, and whole grains will strengthen your bones and muscles.

46, the sky is full of old people, the waist is not bent and the ears are not deaf. Preference for children and grandchildren to preach filial piety, adhering to the ancient style of the court. The time before the empty nest is short, and the network will communicate with the family earlier. And omit the sadness, and open the door is the protagonist.

47. The room has the rhythm of spring in Lan Zhi, and people like my mother. The heaven protects the onion porch from aging, and the clouds hang down the Yushu with phoenix feathers.

48. Raising children is hard, and it is always hard for relatives. Willing to breast-feed children, licking calves is the most real feeling. 92 years of ups and downs, a full face of vicissitudes and silver.

49. Kindness used to work hard and be considerate. There is no omission in the examination and approval of accounts, and the abacus is dialed more frequently. Su Xin has promised a bright moon, and the night is long. Don't forget that vicissitudes of life face, once wearing a green dress.

50, the lights shine on the wall at night, and the smoke is full of chest. The jade liquid is slender, and the silver wire has been kind. Push your back gently for a long time, and remember that the clothes are sewn tightly. I can't sleep when I open the past, but the temperature has been warm for three winters.

5 1, I have forgotten that I feel unwell, and my mother is still worried. Ask before I speak.

52. Never bow your head with dignity. A loving mother is never ordinary. The past is like the wind blowing snow on the temples, and the famous family has a monthly letter. I am familiar with the width and narrowness of this world, and I have tasted the bitterness and saltiness of this world. Open the picture to the night and laugh at the younger generation sailing.

53. Children always feel that their mother is good at bullying, splashing water and rolling tears. Now that I am a mother, I often kneel down and beg my mother to bully me.

54. When you wake up, you know that your heart will be broken. Why are you still stuck in bed? To tell the truth, half a bowl of clear soup loves to hide. Since the pain is full of tears, the medicine should be life-saving and warm. Only diligently put your hands together and wait for the clouds to open.

55. When you are away from home, you feel sorry for being thin and strong. Kneeling in a panic and holding a shadow, it turned out to be a dream of going home.

56. A loving mother leans on the door, but a wanderer is difficult. May the sun be sparse and the day be fearful.

57. At sunset, the cold wind blows hard in Liu Zhu, and the west is bleak. Pointing at people, pointing to the depths of the pond. Mother is in the old house in Hedong.

58, hard to blame the old mother, hard for a lifetime. In the dead of night, people often mend. They work in the fields at home. Now my hair is all white and I am always worried about my children. Every grass and tree must be remembered forever, and it is difficult to repay the kindness of a loving mother.

59. Nanshan is fierce and windy. I don't care, I'm alone! Nanshan method, drifting with the wind. Everyone is in the valley, I'm not alone!

60. Hold hands and hold your head. Don't cry if you are alive. Raising children to prevent old age will be empty talk, and you will go further than the night.

6 1, ten years later, I miss my parents and dare not speak. When people talk about festivals, they are already in tears.

62. Life is born, and I am grateful to my mother all my life. Children cry in their arms, and milk urges them to grow. When you were a child, you hobbled to build a man. The total horn catches birds' eggs and is crazy all night. Sending a child to a private school will make it less troublesome at home. On the way to learn the sea, I tried to count my mother.

63, generations of scholarly pride, life is willing to pay Ding Bai. Often thread the needle under the lamp. Always cooking in front of the stove. Jiande is more prosperous, and he often types every month. Even if I put silver hair on my temples, I still throw it away.

64. I am a cockroach, I am a cockroach. Mourn for my parents and give birth to me. I am a loser, but I am a thief. Mourn for my parents and give birth to me.

65, the stalwart body, kiss ten thousand drops of blood. It's hard to grow up, and maternal love is beautiful.

66. The four seasons of sewing clothes are busy, and three children and two women are Gu Zhouxiang. Every day, after sweeping the front and back of the building, hot rice and clear soup are fragrant.

67. Pigeons gather flowers in a square, and the peach color reflects the acacia dance. Green frost is not old for thousands of years, and spring blossoms offer longevity.

68. Although you are not alone in bed, you can't lose once. Three meals are not fishy, and eight ranks only seek illness. Kindness is indifferent to the heart, but it is still charming after sadness and forgetting. Forgot the truth, so built roads.

69. Visiting my mother and taking my wife to the countryside, I have seen the door at home. It's hard to ask before you meet. Wash your hands and go into the kitchen. A thousand exhortations, ten thousand exhortations, don't wear sleeves until your tears are full. Yi Yi is ashamed of the Son of Man and cannot repay kindness.

70. The wind blows the bamboo shadow up the stairs, and the medicine on the wall is very neat. In the past, it was important to teach children how to behave at home, but now it is not so important. It has also been praised by everyone who is old, and it is even more difficult to solve the problem without courtship. Looking forward to rainy days and enjoying the rainbow with my loving mother.

7 1, the old mother is blind, flying needles lead. Simple vegetarian meals lead to longevity, and embroidered happiness flowers skillfully.

72, gentle, respectful and thrifty, filial piety. Happy Mother's Day in May, a few lines of poems for my mother. I hope my mother will live a long and healthy life.

73. It's strange to come home late. Ask about the detour. Long-term dust resistance, such as palm beads. Sitting in the middle of the night, your ears should be shouting. The food is extremely rich. How long will you stay?

74, the heart is a child, and the sorrow is hidden. Try to reveal and try to repay the stars. Four seasons are busy cooking and three nights are busy mending old clothes. The mother's kindness is focused on the five mountains, but it is difficult for her son to report the spring.

75. My mother's illness is a coincidence, and she often smiles to hide her sadness. Know each other's pain, want to be speechless, want to fall in love.

76. When I was young, I was far away from home. I studied hard to embroider my youth. Loyalty is the first, and hard work is the blessing. Always cultivate one's morality and be filial. How do you know that dyeing depends on silver needles? It's hard to say how many times you robbed relatives, which broke the child's heart.

There is a man in the world who respects his mother very much. He conceived in October, pregnant with my body, gave me sweet milk, raised me, hurt my years and got old.

78. Mothers are the most bitter, and mothers who need filial piety are lucky. Mother will leave one day, so don't wait for her to go through the ages.

79, who read the iron riding drink dew cream, curtain hanging withered willow gray. The street lamp is still bitter, so it is thin and warm.

80. Mother and son are filial, black silk prints silver, busy eating warm quilts, and love each other.

8 1, it's hard to write a song of life when I'm carrying a heavy load. Sweat spilled on the beautiful Qilian Mountains, and feelings led Gigi Lai to waste years. Being robbed in the workplace is a mistake, and the inner grievances are bitter. Fortunately, the spring breeze waved jade sleeves and the door danced green.

82. Time flies, time flies. When I went to Qiu Lai in spring, I missed you deeply. The crow fed me, and the lamb kneeled and nursed. what is love ? Love is gratitude!

83. Peaches and plums were planted by sweat, and flowers at the bedside sent fragrance. True feelings can melt medicine, and thin shadows are in a daze. Mother warms her life, children become material, and cooking is beautiful. Today, I throw a piece of happiness to age, with a kind smile on my face.

When you are lucky enough to meet a good society, Qiu Ju is still a hundred years old. Laugh at Zhinan Mountain as a tribute. I like to pour you into the North Sea as a bottle.

85. I remember when I was a child in the twelfth lunar month, my mother took the cold wind for me. Peel back a basket of cowhide vegetables and cook thin soup to fill your stomach.

Looking back on the past year, I once had a heavy responsibility and a passion. Unlock MUBI's success, and stick to the lotus heart to form a good relationship. Climb the mountain, drink the clear spring, and light the lamp account at five o'clock. Hard work and self-denial have nothing to say, and achievements have brought wonderful articles.

87. I was trapped in a famous doctor's visit in an instant. Who knows when the disaster will come? Tears have long been confused, and I am worried that the medicine will be late. Absence is priceless, for fear of separating oxygen in time. Call mother heartbroken frequently, what are the clever tricks to create magic.

88. The spring breeze passes through the hard ice, and the loving mother works hard to make her family prosperous. The five grains are clever, and the three sons are cultivated. Sweet dyed belly worries silk, ups and downs grind well. Stand still and see the beautiful scenery, people don't admire the highest state before.

89. Life between fingers is like a slap in the face. Look back at the Spring and Autumn Period. Well, Mimi, all beings are blessed. Infinite Buddha, may mother live a long life.

90. On a sleepless moonlit night, I love my mother, and I vaguely hear her calling. Broad-minded, no regrets, diligent, will eventually have children. Dedicated to the old, seeking nothing in return, sheltering from the wind and rain, and loving deeply. Rain and dew do not forget, karma feeds back and kneels. A child who wants to raise but doesn't care about his relatives loses his roots when he puts flowers in a bottle. Last night, the figure moved in front of the lamp, but today it still stays in a dream. Miss my mother for nine days, homesick and sad, tears streaming down my face.

On 9 1, the staff faced the new colorful clouds shirt and lived a peaceful and happy life. God-given wealth, ease of life, enjoy peace. The white hair on the temples is soaked in frost, and the children under the knee have to teach. When the peach fruit becomes healthy, it is full of happiness and virtue.

92. Ye Ting hates the night platform, and there is nowhere to worry in the world. After autumn, the west wind is tight and the dust is full of cold clothes.

93. I don't want to ask old children, but I have made clever arrangements. In the half life of courtesy, spring is particularly short. The temperature of the eighth grade is benign and gradually gets better. After increasing my happiness, I will lie in a new den. If I can go, I will be happier. Thanksgiving loves sunny days and expects the east wind to sweep away the smog.

94, life for life, tears and sweat. Accompanied by the outside world, my son slept late into the night listening to the door.

95. Grade 9 or above, with clear ears and clear thinking. The good voice in the farmhouse is the most beautiful from the heart. The song flies out of my heart and I don't see the truth until I hear the sound. Memories of childhood are repeated and moved every day.

96. The apricot trees planted by parents have new flowers and left home for four springs. I will go home with a generous voice, and my grandmother heard it first.

97. I have been honest and respected all my life, and I have been running for rehabilitation. The red sheep robbed the tears, and the family was tired of children and grandchildren because of the black hat. Hunger always looks forward to the spring tide, and justice always looks for vitality. Time became a memory, and the business was printed on Pengmen.

98. A loving mother is never greedy. She just laughs and talks a lot when she is bored. Germans love each other. Fusang folk tastes are mixed. I have leisure to visit the plank road, and I am more interested in visiting the flower beds. The red sun is accompanied by spring, and the little things are still on the shoulders.

99. I called to ask about my mother's illness, and my voice was intermittent. Tears are still cold on the Lantern Festival, and I sit alone at night.

100, I can't stop farming, and I will meet you in autumn after the clouds pass. Books are fragrant and smoked over Lanzhimao, and turbid waves invade the stone. Abundance does not forget to spread great love, and poverty alleviation depends on good ideas. Today, I wish my family happiness and five-star Pfizer happiness.

10 1, a lifelong hurdle? ? Orphans and widows, a spring breeze entered the hut. The trouble is ultimately due to diligent washing of inkstones. I have no choice but to support my family with a hoe. Now I am sick with my children and grandchildren, and I am very happy at the moment. God-given love keeps growing, and Qixin will definitely get rid of the disease.