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Poetry recital praising mother’s love

In real life or work and study, you must have seen classic poems frequently. The rhythm of the poems is clear and orderly, and the sounds are harmonious and rhyming. What kind of poetry is classic? The following is a poetry recitation that I carefully compiled to praise my mother’s love. I hope it can help everyone! Poetry recitation praising mother's love 1

Mother's love,

is boiled water in winter.

Although it is colorless and odorless,

it warms the heart.

Mother’s love,

is an instruction when I go to school.

Although it is nagging,

it is comfortable to listen to.

Mother's love,

is the end of school and the hard waiting.

Although he is dressed in ordinary clothes,

he is instantly recognizable.

Mother's love,

means being sick and scolding,

Although it seems harsh,

it is very distressing.

Mother's love,

is a warning when the weather is cold,

Although it may be annoying on the surface,

it is full of care.

At this time,

Mom was outside the window.

And I,

the only thing I can do is,

write,

my love for my mother. Poetry Recitation Praising Mother's Love 2

There was a very hot night,

I woke up from my dream,

My mother was fanning me Fan,

But her clothes were soaked with sweat,

Ah! Mother's love is the cool wind.

There was a very cool rainy day.

My mother picked me up at school.

An umbrella covered my head.

The rain hit my mother.

Ah, mother's love is an umbrella that blocks the rain.

Once I was sick,

My mother took me to the hospital.

Touching my very hot forehead,

Mom cried anxiously

Ah, my mother’s love is like tears.

One day, I broke the thermos bottle,

I lied to my mother again,

My mother’s criticism made me blush,

I didn't dare to look up into her eyes.

Ah, mother's love is a reproachful look.

Once the teacher asked me to make a sentence using the word "most",

I said: "I love my mother the most."

My mother told me: "The most beloved It’s the motherland,

The motherland is the mother of all of us.”