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Pity the hearts of parents in the world

author:Old Deer Dragon Year

Mom.

For the first time, the child who saw himself in the human world smiled like a fool.

Mom --

I can't wait to pour all my love and pour it out to my flesh-and-blood baby.

To enable young babies to grow up healthily, it is both a technical job and an artistic job.

In the eyes of outsiders

There is no feeling to;

Really mom--

Confused, you can also feed your child!

New motherhood,

Being a mom is really not easy.

Taste it all.

Not seen in a few years,

Children grow up in a flash.

Children grow up from childhood to adulthood.

Children, all poor mothers and the whole family,

Day by day, it came out.

1-year-old erlang, eating and drinking, crying and laughing.

2-year-old, happy to run around.

At the age of 3, he knew how to be close and far.

At the age of 4, he entered kindergarten and was busy with the whole family.

From ——)

One seedling at a time;

To--

Today's advocates have more children, and are unwilling to have children.

This process is that after the reform of the market economic system, the pension does not depend on the state.

It was only formed after a change in people's perceptions.

Give the child the space to imagine, cultivate the child's desire to create, and the little angel grows in care.

Say goodbye to the memories of waving childhood and usher in the fiery dreams of teenagers.

Beautiful, not only looks, she is also the flight of dreams.

Three points are provided, seven points are provided by hard work.

Kids --

Hope is the flame of fire,

Carriers want to get out of the house far away.

Maternal love is nourishment.

She'll make —

Children from afar are stronger and stronger in growing up again and again!

The flowers of opportunity bloom everywhere,

Opportunities are only open to promising people!

Struggle to fail without shame.

Lying flat and empty, there is a leather bag.

free time.

The head of the white boy,

Wisdom and age grow in the struggle.

Life is not about survival,

Life grows stronger and stronger in the rings of the year.

The old man, the father, like a hunched bridge, he, crossed the river, accompanied me to grow!

The old man crossed the river, and it was indeed impossible to replace me soaring in the wind and rain.

Parents of the world.

We all hope that the children will be safe and sound.

When the chicks spread their wings and fly,

Mom swallowed the tears:

Only prayerful prayer:

Sons and daughters of the world—

It can all be like --

Like the rising sun in the glow!

Long Nian Han also remembered Cixi at the end of the Qing Dynasty, remembering his mother, and writing down the heart of his parents who worked hard to finally pity the world

Pity the hearts of parents in the world

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