Praise mother (seven rhymes)

Cardamom will overwhelm the public when it is young, and it will be wise and clever when it comes back.

Housework is hard every day, and my son is always as busy as possible.

Ling Xiao weaves and sings deeply. She weaves and spins deeply.

Self-reliance is nature, and Aorou is my mother.

My mother is like a red candle, burning herself and giving both light and heat to the children. She only talks about cultivation, not harvest. Now the 92-year-old mother is full of her children and grandchildren, but not herself. Only maternal love is perfect. May mother live a long and healthy life! Let's enjoy the happiness of maternal love forever!