俏皮女神_经
there is no love,like a mother's love
没有任何一种啊，可以和母爱相比
no stronger bond on earth...
世界上也没有比之更强大的凝聚力
like the precious bond that comes from god
to a mother,
象神赐与一个母亲的珍宝
when she gives birth
当她孕育一个新生命
a mother's love is forever strong
母爱是强大而永恒持久的
never changing for all time...
任何时候都不会改变
and when her children need her most
当她的孩子最需要她的时候
a mother's love will shine
母爱就会照亮（孩子的心灵）
god bless these special mothers
上帝保佑这些特别的母亲
god bless them every one...
上帝保佑她们中的每一个
for all the tears and heartache
所有的眼泪和悲伤
and for the special work they're done
已及她们所做的特殊工作
when her das on earth are over
直到生命终止的那一天
a mother's love lives on
母爱依旧长存
through many generatious
通过代代相传
with god's blessings on each one
上帝在保佑着每一个母亲
be thankful for our mothers
对我们的母亲感恩吧！
for they love whit a higher love
因为她们的爱是一种无私的奉献
from the power god has given
是上帝赋予的力量
and the strength from up above
是所有超越一切的力量
candle night
tonight, bright sun, illuminate the earth, the earth has brought to light.彼时, no months, only the red candle to illuminate the hearts of my childhood.
at that time, i also do not know the world has a word called "烛影摇红" the only thing i know, the day of the red candle, yinghong the mother's face, yinghong my young heart.
how can i have statistics on the number of birth mothers poems of praise, i only know that young mothers in my mind, the is the world's most beautiful woman. night of the candlelight, in the power of the night, beating constantly, jitter of the flame, tell an extraordinary story. i know every story behind the extraordinary, there are certainly uncommon life, as the calm surface of the water, often following the turbulent undercurrent.静水流深that is the truth.
i looked at her mother's eyes, like a summer night of stars, sparkling flash. the brightest star, it should be is the mother's eyes now.
night, the red candle, in my monotonous life,烙下traces of an immortal. i know that things do not all leave traces in your mind, "what is more current track, the wind had seamless." this remark was of. people often say that the wind so that the past is not without reason, the human heart is vulnerable, after all, is overwhelmed, i remember writing in mind there is a bug called the蝂operation, it carried all his life encountered along the way things, and climb higher ground, but the east too, so slow climb, and finally even the deaths.
however, different moths. it was hoped that the wings of moths found in the water of the mysteries of life, i can not find. i just watched that night in the candlelight. night of the candlelight, through a thin layer of red paper filled a hut, the hut, my mother's home, as well as my two brothers, they are deep sleep, and do a dream. i like to see them smile in the dream.
there was a moth, came flying from the window, went into the red light that candle, if there is a paper mask挡着, it will die of fear is. fortunately, i sigh for it.
the only moths her mother to drive it out of the window, and then continue to do their work unfinished.
tonight the moon, illuminated the dark tonight, i know, my mother looked at me in heaven. for pro-child custody and not wait, this is a permanent remorse children. mother's smile, as the moon tonight, overcast light of my heart.
today, ten years later, i am across the decades of time, as across the layers of matte glass, look at that night in the candlelight. night of the candlelight, but also across the decades of time, such as across the layers of glass, warm in my heart to shine. my face, another was yinghong candlelight, it was a decade ago, the candlelight, it's the depths of years, swinging, and swaying, and the dissemination of non-stop brilliant charming.
