Spanish poem about loving children

1. There is such a poem in the Spanish poem "A poem for my mother", which depicts the important moment of Meade Vader. This poem has infinite significance to me and my colleagues. Thank you, mom, hello, hello, I like Milan very much. The first sound I heard before I was born was your heartbeat. When I first knocked on the world, I opened my eyes and saw your smile. Your face. My first step is to walk towards you. My first sentence is that at the most important moment of my life, you have always been there. Your words opened my heart and showed me the infinite possibilities that God gave me. Mom, thank you, thank you for your example, thank you for your concern, thank you for always being by my side, in my heart.

The poem about loving children is 1. Ode to a Wanderer in Tang Dynasty. The thread in Meng Jiao's loving mother's hand was carefully sewn and mended for her wayward son, for fear of delaying his return home. However, how much love the grass had won three times. 2. Tang's "Mother Biezi". Bai Juyi's mother is a different son, and her son is a half-mother, crying during the day. An title of generals in ancient times general clearance, broke the new policy of Lu Xun last year. The lotus in your hand is a thorn in your eye. It's not sad enough to say goodbye to the old year and welcome the new year. It's not sad enough to leave two children in your house. At first, you sat crying. At first, you grabbed people's clothes. Your husband and wife are so loving that my mother and son can be separated. It is best to be black in the forest and black in the magpies, and the mother will not lose her 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. The newcomer listens to me, Luoyang infinite red chamber girl. I hope Zhao is the Crown Prince. Dragon and tiger move like tigers, and dogs follow eagles. Isn't there a six-foot orphan under his knee? Ah, Zhao Amei is a croak. At night, the ghost lights are dim, and the snow leaks more than four drums. If an official doesn't take Dong Hu's pen, why should orphans and widows complain? On the whole, it is Han Wangjin's cabinet book that pokes the silver column axe in front of the bed. The photo is Yuan's. Wang Mian is full of colorful day lilies, and Luo Sheng is under Beitang. The south wind blows the heart, who is it for? A loving mother leans against the door, but a wanderer cannot walk. She is willing to shed tears during the day, but she is not willing to ask questions during the day. She looked up at Yunlin. I'm ashamed to listen to birds. 5. Ganoderma lucidum was born in Wei and Jin Dynasties. Cao Zhi's spiritual wisdom is the land of kings. Zhu Cao is surrounded by flowers and splendor. There was Yu Shun in ancient times. His parents are stubborn and embarrassed. They are very filial to the fields. He is seventy years old. Apollo entertained his relatives in colorful clothes. He is very kind to his mother. My father and elders have no money. I took time off to support them. I was hired to make them rich. I am responsible for my family. I don't know how to reply. I was inspired by heaven. The goddess is seizing the opportunity. Time is not peaceful. Alas, it's too late to give birth to me. It's too early to abandon me. Who cares about me? I am getting old. I'm tired of singing poems about the south wind. Tears filled my eyes. I'm confused. Teeth. Yellow hair is in its prime. Your majesty has been 30 thousand years old. The loving mother came back to life. 6. Two Poems by Hsi Chin. Bai Juyi is in her forties, innocent and a three-year-old woman. If she is not a man, it will be better than nothing, and she will be moved when comforting her feelings. Once she leaves me, there will be no place for her soul. When she dies, she will become dumb and learn a language. Only then did she know that the love of flesh and blood is a sad gathering. Eighty is sixty. Suddenly, I can't see it. In recent years, it has been three or four spring. The shape is not real, and the gas couples together. Love is false, and fate is temporary. I have a sense of understanding. I am ashamed to take care of myself instead of forgetting myself. 7. "After Fuzhou offered her brother-in-law to send foreign Song Gai back to Raozhou," Tang Dai Shulun Huai Wei. In the dark, the waves started. The clouds are sunny and the tide is rising. Shek Pik turns to Tangyin, and Poyang sends it to Caotang. It has been planted more and more in the past 30 years. Without half a flesh and blood, the countryside has not yet turned. My family studied literature and art, and father and son passed it down from generation to generation. They talked about life. They learn not to achieve, but they are better than those who are tired of poverty. They got drunk and went into the alley. Dare not be a teacher alone. 8. "Don. Liu Zongyuan is in Mu Jingde and Li. Only Zhen Jue Fu, Hao Hao Jiang. Benevolence is in the skin, but the blade is not in the flesh. Zezhen is in his heart, and boiling inflammation is in joy. It is fierce, but it is to drive away the barbarians. This is a good way to have a rest. God has his own characteristics. It develops elegance and inherits the sincerity of heaven. The sincerity of heaven should be based on benevolence. God's dependence should lead to the return of benevolence and love. There is Puyi in the north and Zhu Li in the south. The territory is in the west and east, but only one is the heart. I wish the Tang Dynasty a long history, the day after tomorrow. I wish the emperor a long life. Charm is irreplaceable. 9. Song. Lu You sat in Chai Men at dusk, holding her arms bored. The bell came from the west, and he suddenly got the book of Haozhou. He was happy to watch it for half the time. Father and son meet again, and it is difficult after the times. Traveling is easy to get sick, and painting with frost and dew. Although homesickness is bitter, don't be afraid to fall off your toes when practicing frost and cold. The land in the east is thin and full of rubble, and the father and son are hardworking and skilled in millet. Needless to say, the cow is old and slow, and I am still working hard today. Cows can give birth to calves, I can have grandchildren, and I will follow my old hometown for generations. There is everything in life, and it is not enough to pick up cows.

3. A Spanish poem Amoreterno Podrá nublarse el Soletermente; At a moment in March; A crystal staircase. ? Todo Sukdra! Death is an eternal theme; But in my opinion, your lover is like your son. When I woke up, my life was over! The Eucharist on the Altar of Almaya is like the Eucharist of Arrojo and the Eucharist in front of it. Do you work in a company? Live in a dream.

? Do you want to sleep here? How do you think? ar！ This is the first time I have done such a thing. Do you know what language your secretary can speak? ? Te ríes？ . Argon Dia Sabras, and you? A: What did you say? What you say, what you say. How are you? Like, you know what? Os ves is like a free man calling in your France. ? Te ríes？ .

Argon Dia Sabras, and you? A: What did you say? What you say, what you say. Where are you? Where are you? You penetrated your mother's fog. ? Te ríes？ . Argon Dia Sabras, and you? Q: I know you are busy, but you have done nothing. I don't know what you are doing. In the 24th World Cup, an important part of the Spanish team was a camel. This is a very short note, which is a continuous harmony in Spanish. This is a very interesting game, which is composed of a platform. Two children were walking by the lake, and a beautiful beach was formed under the sunshine. These ideas were a long time ago, and they are understandable, so we all like them. Rima IV No digádo su tesoro，de asuntos falta，enmudecióla lira:podráNo Haber poetas； But his poems are beautiful. His poems are beautiful. My eyes look like burning and burning flames; Su En Regasso Loew perfume and perfume; My world is full of youth. Habla Portia! They conducted in-depth research on various problems in life and held a resistance movement in March or April. The progress of mankind is not only a disaster; I have a man's secret? Habla Portia! My mother turned Alma's singing into blues; My eyes look like a little mouse; Minetra El corazon and La Cabeca battaglia do Prosi Gan; I'd like to hear your opinion. Habla Portia! I have a son, whose son is from Milan; My voice responds to the sad voice; I feel like a work by Confucius; I have a woman. Habla Portia! .

4. Romantic Spanish, what are amor love about love in Spanish?

Adores, Adora

Novio boyfriend

People of the other sex

Kotja courted

The admirer fell in love.

Canción amorosa Love Song

Enamel lover

Kata Amatolia's love letter

Mr. and Mrs. Enan Morados

marriage

Cita dating

friendship

Abraza hugs