A poem praising mother

1, "Night Crying in the Second Dock" Tang Bai Juyi

The second time I lost my mother, I vomited because I was dumb.

Don't fly day and night, keep the old forest old.

Crying in the middle of the night every night, everyone who smells it will be moved.

If you tell me in your voice, you won't give back to your heart.

2. "Wandering Son" Tang Mengjiao?

The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son.

Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.

Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? ?

3. "Home at the end of the year" Qingjiang Shiquan?

I love my son endlessly, and I'm glad to go 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.

4. "Mother Love" Yuan Yangwei?

A loving mother loves her young, and Zhao is the Crown Prince. ?

The dragon and tiger are different every day, and the dog looks forward to the eagle. ?

There is no six-foot orphan under the knee, and a Zhao is not born in May. ?

At night, the ghost lights are blurred, and the snow leaks more than four drums. ?

A hundred officials don't hold Dong Hu's pen, so why do widowed wives shout? ?

What's more, Han Wangjin stabbed a silver axe in front of the bed, which was a disaster. ?

All the glory and pride in the world come from mothers. Gorky?

A loving mother's arm is made of love. How can a child not be sweet when sleeping in it? Hugo

I caused my mother a lot of trouble, but I think she enjoys it. -Mark Twain