母爱是一条长长的路，无论走到哪里，她都伴你延伸顺畅。那悠悠的牵挂，那谆谆的叮咛，为你指点迷津，护你一路走好。
Mother's love is a long road, no matter where you go, she accompanies you to extend smoothly. That lingering concern, that earnest admonition, guides you through the maze, and protects you all the way.
过去你扶我蹒跚学步，如今我陪你春日漫步，你的爱，是世界上最珍贵的礼物。每当我气馁时，是你在我身边鼓励。每当我难过、无助时，总会有你的陪伴。您是一颗大树，春天倚着你幻想，夏天倚着你繁茂，秋天倚着你成熟，冬天倚着你沉思。
In the past, you helped me stumble and learn to walk, but now I accompany you on a spring stroll. Your love is the most precious gift in the world. Whenever I feel discouraged, it is you who encourage me by my side. Whenever I feel sad and helpless, there is always your company. You are a big tree, leaning on you in spring to imagine, leaning on you in summer to flourish, leaning on you in autumn to mature, leaning on you in winter to ponder.
时间如白驹过隙一般流逝，我也在你的百般呵护下长大了。慢慢的，我经历了无数的第一次：第一次参赛，第一次离家，第一次攀岩……曾经面对陌生的一切，我感到了恐慌，我感觉身体里的血液因为那可怕的景象急速地冷却、冻结了。心脏像是被一只无形的手捏住了，窒息的厉害。整个身体像极了秋风中晃动的枯枝，整个人陷入无尽的绝望之中。冷汗一滴-滴顺着脸颊滑落，背后也因害怕而冷汗连连，衣服似都要被湿透，我的身子竟也微微发颤。我躲在墙角，无声地抽泣，一滴滴晶莹剔透的泪珠从我的眼角涌出。这时，只听一阵脚步声响起，我一回头，就看见那个熟悉的身影向我奔来——是你，你本就瘦弱的身躯在寒风中显得更加单薄，可是，我听到的却是你强有力的声音：”别怕，有我呢！”是你！我亲爱的妈妈！你是上天派来的天使，是我的守护神。我是一只小鸟，每根羽毛上有着您深情的抚爱，让我在外面的天地间自由的飞翔。
Time flies like a white horse passing by, and I have grown up under your care in every way possible. Slowly, I experienced countless firsts: the first competition, the first time leaving home, the first time climbing... Faced with everything unfamiliar, I felt panic, and I felt the blood in my body rapidly cool and freeze due to that terrible sight. My heart felt like it was being held by an invisible hand, suffocating severely. My whole body was like a withered branch swaying in the autumn wind, and I was plunged into endless despair. Cold sweat dripped down my cheeks, and behind me, I was also sweating profusely due to fear. My clothes seemed to be soaking wet, and my body trembled slightly. I hid in the corner of the wall, sobbing silently, and crystal clear tears welled up from the corners of my eyes. At this moment, only a sound of footsteps could be heard. As soon as I turned around, I saw that familiar figure running towards me - it was you. Your already thin and frail body appeared even thinner in the cold wind, but what I heard was your strong voice: "Don't be afraid, I'm here! ”It's you! My dear mother! You are an angel sent by heaven, my guardian angel. I am a little bird, with your deep affection on every feather, allowing me to fly freely in the world outside.
转眼间，我步入了初中的大门，繁重的学业浇灭了我刚步入初中时的激动与喜悦，深夜，皎洁的明月高挂在空中，洒下阵阵白练般的光华充斥了我的小屋。轻轻抬起笔杆，思索着那繁琐的试题，不知不觉地忘记了时间。待人们都已进入梦乡，我才缓缓放下笔，轻轻踱到大厅，你的房门轻掩着，一缕灯光从狭窄中透出。有些疑惑的我轻轻推开房门，向里望去，你却未睡着，看见是我，你疲惫的起身，端起床上那还带着余温的牛奶，微笑地递给我，你身体并不好，却每日陪我熬夜，用无声的陪伴来支持我在黑暗中前行。走过了十二个春夏秋冬，是您用青春容颜成就我的一切。我的成长是刻在您额头上的横杠，我的放纵是刻在您眉心的竖杠，我的欢乐是刻在您眼角的鱼尾，我的成功是刻在你唇边的酒窝。
In the blink of an eye, I stepped into the gate of junior high school. The heavy workload extinguished the excitement and joy I had when I first entered junior high school. In the late night, the bright moon hung high in the sky, casting waves of white like radiance that filled my little house. Gently lifting the pen holder, pondering over the tedious test questions, unconsciously forgetting the time. I slowly put down my pen and strolled to the hall when everyone had already fallen asleep. Your door was lightly closed, and a ray of light shone through the narrow space. With some doubts, I gently pushed open the door and looked inside, but you hadn't fallen asleep. When I saw it was me, you wearily got up, picked up the warm milk from the bed, and smiled as you handed it to me. Despite your poor health, you stayed up late with me every day, silently supporting me in the darkness. Having gone through twelve seasons of spring, summer, autumn, and winter, it is you who have achieved everything for me with your youthful appearance. My growth is engraved on the horizontal bar of your forehead, my indulgence is engraved on the vertical bar of your brow, my joy is engraved on the tail of your eye, and my success is engraved on the dimple of your lips.
我之所有，我之所能，都归功于我天使般的母亲。母亲啊，你是阳光，我是空气，太多的阴霾侵蚀我，除了你，谁可以让我的心重新炽热？心中的雨点来了，除了你，谁是我毫无遮拦的隐蔽？
I owe everything I have and can to my angelic mother. Mother, you are the sunshine, I am the air. Too many shadows erode me. Besides you, who can make my heart hot again? The raindrops in my heart are coming, besides you, who else am I hiding without any obstruction?
流年错落成诗，岁月斑斓如歌。妈妈，有你，真好！
The passing years weave into poetry, and the years are as colorful as songs. Mom, it's great to have you!