Name: Mother's Day
Mother's Flower: Carnation
The mother flower of the celestial dynasty: day lily, from the Book of Songs.
Mother's Day around the world:
United States: Every year on the second Sunday of May
Egypt: Every year on the last Friday of March
India: Every April
Canada: Every year on the second Sunday of May
Mexico: May 10th every year
France: May 29th every year
Central Africa: May 29th every year
Thailand: Her Royal Highness, Queen Krikit's birthday on August 12th was designated as Mother's Day.
Japan: Every year on the second Sunday of October
Spain: December 8th every year
India: December 22nd every year
Mother's Day Gift for Mother:
Material: Eat: Health products; Wear: Clothes: Cosmetics, skincare products, accessories: watches, jewelry, bags
[Spirit: Romance: A letter from Dad to Mom] Filial piety: 1. Wash your mother's feet and hair; 2. Take your mother to a beauty salon for a beautiful spa; 3. Take Mom for a Physical Examination
A poem about mother
"Song of a Wanderer"(Meng Jiao): The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the body of a wanderer. Before leaving, I was afraid that I would come back late. who said that the heart of an inch of grass? in return I get three spring rays.
Paper Boat: Ice Heart: I never throw away a piece of paper. I always keep it. I keep it and fold it into a very small boat. I throw it into the sea from the boat. Some were blown into the windows of the boat by the wind, while others were wet by the waves and stuck to the bow of the boat. I still didn't give up and folded them every day, always hoping that one of them would flow to the place I wanted it to go. Mother, if you see a small white boat in your dream, don't be surprised that it comes to you for no reason. Thy beloved daughter folded it with tears, and begged it to carry her love and sorrow home.
Huang Jingren of the Qing Dynasty in "Don't Mother" said: Pull the curtain to leave the mother river beam, white worry to see tears dry. It was a miserable snowy night at the gate. It was better to have no children at this time.
"Mother" Luo Fu: Mother is as humble as moss, as solemn as the morning light, as soft as the sound of Jiangnan water, as hard as a thousand years of cold jade. When she looks up, she is the bright moon, and when she looks down, she is the vast earth.
" Mother " Shu Ting: Your pale fingertips combed my sideburns. I couldn't help but hold on to your clothes tightly like when I was a child. Oh, mother, in order to keep your gradually disappearing figure, although the morning light has cut the dream into smoke, I still dare not open my eyes for a long time. I still treasure that bright red scarf, afraid that washing it will make it lose your unique warmth. Oh, mother, the water of time is not equally ruthless, afraid that the memory will also fade, how dare I easily open its screen; For a thorn I once cried to you, but now with a crown of thorns, I dare not, dare not groan. Ah, mother, I often look up sadly at your picture, even if my call can penetrate the yellow earth, how dare I disturb your sleep; I dare not lay out my love's offerings like this, though I have written many songs for the flowers, for the sea, for the dawn. O mother, my sweet and deep longing is not a torrent, nor a waterfall, but a dry well that cannot sing amid the shade of flowers and trees.
Gorky: All the glory and pride in the world comes from the mother.
Dante: There is one of the most beautiful sounds in the world, and that is the call of a mother.
Abraham Lincoln: Whatever I am or hope to be, I owe it all to my angel mother. I remember my mother's prayers. They have been with me all my life.
George Washington: My mother was the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. I owe everything to my mother. I owe all my success in life to the moral, intellectual, and physical education I received from her.
Andrew Jackson: There has never been a woman like her. She was as gentle as a pigeon. She was brave, too, like a lioness... After all, the memory of my mother and her teachings were the only capital with which I started my life, and which laid the foundation for my path.
A good mother is worth a hundred schoolmasters.
Oliver Wendell Homer: Youth will pass; Love will wither; the green leaves of friendship will wither. A mother's inner hope would last longer than any of them.
Hugo: The arms of a loving mother are made of love. How can a child not sleep sweetly in them?
Whitman: How alike mothers are all over the world! Their hearts had always been the same. Every mother had an extremely pure heart.
Mark Twain: I caused my mother a lot of trouble, but I think she enjoyed it.
George Eliot: My life began when I opened my eyes and fell in love with my mother's face.
Romain Roland: A mother's love is a great flame.
"To My Mother," Goethe said,"Though I have not greeted you or written to you for a long time, do not let your heart grow suspicious, as if the love that your son ought to have for you had disappeared from my chest." Not so, even as the rock, whose eternal root is planted deep beneath the water, never leaves its place, even if the water, sometimes with wind and waves, sometimes with gentle waves, flows over it so that it cannot be seen, so my love for you cannot leave my breast, even though the river of life, sometimes whipped by pain, sometimes caressed by the quiet caress of joy, is covered and blocked from revealing itself to the sun, from reflecting the sunrays that return around it. To show thee how thy son reveres thee before thy mother's eyes.
[For Mother] Behenne: I am used to walking with my head held high, my eyes looking up, my temperament is also a bit stubborn; Even if the king were to look at me face to face, I would not lower my eyes. But, mother, I say to you: Strong as my pride may be, I have often humbled and cringed at the friendly side of your happiness. You have a noble spirit that pervades everything, shining in all directions, floating straight to the sun, moon, and stars. Is this spirit secretly conquering me? It makes me sad to think of the things I have done wrong, to hurt you, the kindness of a mother who loved me so much!
Mother's Day Flowers
carnations
Carnations, flower language charm, true feelings, mother I love you, warm blessings, loving you, motherly love without asking for the price, family longing. Red carnations symbolized passion, justice, beauty, and never giving up. They wished the mother a long and healthy life. Pink carnations, wishing the mother forever young and beautiful; White carnations symbolized the pure love and sincere gratitude of children to their mothers. Yellow symbolized gratitude, gratitude for the hard work of his mother.
The mother of the celestial dynasty, the flower, the daylily
Daylilies were also known as Carefree Grass. On this day, the children gave their mothers a Nepenthe Grass, wishing their mothers to stay away from worries and worries, be happy physically and mentally, and live a long and healthy life. Hemerocallis was a kind of herbaceous plant of the Lilium family. It had fleshy roots and long and narrow leaves. The top of the slender branches had orange-red or orange-yellow flowers. It was very beautiful. It was not only for people to admire, but the flower buds were called golden needles.
Vanilla: A flower that represents a mother's noble character and nobility.
Forget-me-not: True love, eternal love
The mainstream flowers in Taiwan to send motherly love: Lupin Lupin's flower language: Motherly love
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The mainstream flower of a Hakka mother: Lupin. The flower language and symbolic meaning of Lupin: Motherly love, hard work, dedication
April 26, 2011, 10: At 00:00, the busy Yiren suddenly received a call from her father.
Murong, there's a small problem with your mother's heart. She needs a minor surgery. It's said that she'll be fine after removing the heart and peeling off the membrane on the surface…
Yiren's heart stopped beating for a few seconds, and she fell into a state of dementia. After a long time, she finally caught her breath, but her heart was beating wildly…Yiren immediately gave her superior a call and called her domineeringly. By then, Xin 'er had already flown to her mother's side…[Note: Usually I take the bus, it takes about 5 hours to get there.]
This is dedicated to my sick mother:
The little flowers by the grave
(Bai: Mother, life and death are so simple. The sky is so blue, the clouds are so white. Look at that little flower. In this winter, when life is about to end, it is still blooming…)
Wandering alone in the cemetery
what you are looking for
There are only yellow tombs here
Overgrown weeds and fallen leaves piled up
You live in front of a forest of stone tablets
Look at the name on it
Shaking my head and walking away
That's not what you want
The sun was blazing
Your forehead is full of sweat
But it still lingers between this and that
What makes you unwilling to leave?
There are only groups of ghosts here
They were silent
They're used to the silence here
Even if you come, it can't change
Besides them, there's one thing that's easiest
End, this is the parents they recognize
you're not
Because you have a strong desire
Look, Mama
The little embankment by the cemetery
A little white flower is blooming
She actually forgot this winter season
A poem dedicated to my mother
Mother is a bow,
I am the arrow on the bow.
You would rather break your bones
I want to send my son to the peak of life.
Mother-Mother
Mother is a bridge,
Let me bend your spine.
Regardless of wind, frost, snow or rain,
All send me to the other side of the ideal.
Mother is a bright moon,
I am a cloud by your side.
Every time I read in the middle of the night
You always keep me company with a smile.
Mother is a small boat
The wind and waves never turn back.
Bravely carrying my children,
How many rapids and dangerous shoals have we crossed?
Mother is a tall mountain,
Thy great body,
Standing high up in the sky,
To lift thy children into the universe.
Mother is the vast sea,
I am your little splash.
wherever I go
Forever the daughter of the sea.
Mother is a book,
I'll never finish this book.
You are the dictionary of my life,
Guide me forward, forward.
Change mother to mother!
maternal love
maternal love
childhood
maternal love
It's a gentle palm
hit his body
Care in my heart
growing
maternal love
It's a rough palm
I put it on my face
Pain in my heart
now, ah
maternal love
It's an invisible palm
Cover the sky
I care about you
A poem dedicated to my mother
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[M-more: That's because my mother has given me too much.]
O-old: But my mother is slowly growing old.
"T-tear" was the string of tears that my mother had wiped away for me.
[H-heart]: This is the mother's pure heart that is as pure as gold.
" E-eye ": She was the loving gaze of her mother;
" R-right ": It's my wish for my mother-to be healthy and happy forever!
- Put them together, and you will understand why we call: Mother!
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Author: Du Guyiren-Release time: 2011/04/26
--Make Mom happier
From your little poem, we can see the care and love a mother has for her children!
Mother's love and concern, let us warm;
Mother's selflessness moved us.
Mother's greatness shocked us.
And to make Mom happy is our common wish!
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Her mother's surgery would take about a week. Yiren was helpless and conflicted. She was completely hurt! Wuuuu... Since he was going to ask for leave from everyone again, he could only apologize to everyone again. I'm sorry!
Momo, of course Yiren will miss everyone!!!
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