寸草何能报春晖

                                                                                             游子吟 

                                                                              慈母手中线；游子身上衣；                  

                                                                              临行迷迷缝，意恐迟迟归；                  

                                                                              谁言寸草心，报得三春晖。              

                                                                我已经不记得自己读过孟郊的《游子吟》多少次了，

                                                            但或许我还记得每读一次我的心里都不免有些微微的疼；

                                                            今天也不例外…唯一不同—我将它写了下来∶

                                                                              你可是在久久守望，      

                                                                              守望纤纤小麦低头成熟；                

                                                                              你可是在久久企盼，                     

                                                                              企盼丝丝小草昂头成长；              

                                                                              久久又久久的注视，                   

                                                                              如同阳光照耀，永恒又久远！   

                                                                              我的这颗拳拳之心怎能报尽情和恩？

                                                                            “乌鸦尚反哺，寸草报春晖”

                                                                              可又怎能实现？    ­