My silence rang Miller's late bell on the wall,
The holy one who rode on a donkey to Jerusalem has not returned yet.
Ignore the sly look of that lamp,
Please tell me: Who lit the first match?
2 road
Wheels, horseshoes, flashing horns, hunting flags,
The will not tired is forward.
Why complain about innocent shoes?
You ah! A burnt-out torch dried the fish in the pond.
3 expectation
Every silver raindrop is a beating word,
Crazy lightning is the headline of a group of people.
Wake up from the threshold of the night and turn off the black cat of dreams.
Listen to the rolling thunder and report the sunshine news for me.
Four clouds
Don't walk in my blue sky again
My pigeon once told you: I am not a believer in art gallery school.
See how I abuse the queen with a pencil sharpener,
You will understand that this season should make the fruit ripen quickly.
5 summer
White heat. White heat. The voice of the pioneer.
Falling. Falling. The weight of blood clan love.
When the phoenix flies into the blazing fire,
Why, I have to sleep in the shade of the cross to enjoy the cool.
Six birds
Fly into the poems of old Indian poets, jump into the palm of the Persian queen,
What about me? Silence is like a mute, stupid and wingless.
Aristophanes once brought his ideas into the theater,
There is no port for me in Penguin Country of France.
7 diaries
Yesterday, Tan. Close the narrow door of the soul,
Schiller's robber, Nietzsche's superman.
Today, the sun is shining. Polish the eyes of the camera,
Shoot Van Gogh's sunflower, Rodin's spring.
8 lies
There are hunters with guns in the mountain village.
Owl, don't laugh.
Some girls suck water in the desert,
Camel bell, please don't tell your loneliness and sadness.
9 confession
My faith can't be imprisoned in an underground kiln in Zantigan.
Counterfeiters are always afraid of the sun.
On judgment day, the prodigal son climbed home,
If the wheat doesn't die, where can we collect the land and grain?
10 tears
The lullaby injected too much mist into the blood vessels in the cradle.
I woke up today and realized that I was a shell abandoned by the sea.
A hand that kisses the earth cannot hold an elegant song decorated with pearls.
The source of this poem comes from the painful Nile.
2. Beautiful sentences describing children sentences describing children
1. On the bus, I saw a young mother with a little boy sitting in the last row of chairs. The child is so cute, with a round head, big eyes and a thin braid at the root.
I have a good friend named Xiaohong. Before, I liked Xiaohong the least. Xiaohong was brought by her grandmother and her parents worked in other places, so her clothes and trousers were rustic and her hair was messy. I always avoid her when I walk, but from a small thing, I understand that she is so kind and lovely.
Her eyes are neither too big nor too small. She is tall and straight. There is a quiet mouth, curved eyebrows and long hair under the nose, which shows how quiet and lovely she is!
Her eyes are beautiful, her nose is high, her hair is black and her mouth is small. She looks beautiful.
5. She is very naughty. Once, I went to learn English and brought a green balloon. After class, I blew the balloon very, very big. Yu Meng flicked his hand and it flew. We both had a hard time finding it.
6. She has a round face and a pair of primary school glasses on her small nose. Her big eyes behind the glasses are full of sparks of wisdom.
7. Jintian is a very ordinary boy with medium build, thin figure, big eyes, big mouth and heavy eyebrows. He has a flat head and is a bit masculine.
8. Luo Ruofeng is fat, with a round head, a round face, round eyes and a round nose. Even his limbs are round and fleshy. He is cheerful and lively, especially fond of laughing, and full of curiosity about everything.
3. What are the fairy tales about children's modern poetry?
Tan xudong
1. Birds in spring
Spring bird is a good partner of Golden Voice.
Every morning.
Wake me up from my dream.
Mom said that the birds in spring are calling me.
She asked me to go to the big forest with her.
Listen to the moving chorus of nature
2. Bamboo shoots
calmly
Arch out of the ground
I want to inquire about it
In spring
The secret of tree green
The news of flowers blooming
3.pomegranate
Pomegranate blossoms.
Aunt Xia tied it.
A bright bow
Pomegranate fruit is ripe
It's Qiu's mother shaking it.
Harvest Kurenai Rin
4. straw hat
A small hole in the straw hat
I gave sunshine.
An open door
Look, the sun is setting.
They stepped on my shadow playfully.
Their footprints were left on my shadow.
seed
Spring is coming.
The weather is very warm.
Come out quickly.
Bud bud
Don't just show your head.
How beautiful it is outside the bark.
Come out quickly.
The sun will give you
Put on green clothes
Spring breeze will give you.
Sweet dew
6. fishing fire
The night is quiet.
river water
He's a good boy.
Listen to Mother Moon.
go to bed
The fisherman lit the fishing fire.
river water
It's like opening your eyes
talk/speak in one's sleep
4. What are the beautiful modern children's poems? Snowflakes are goose feathers shaken off by little angels pulling pillows. Snowflakes scattered all over the floor. Snowflakes are cotton wool rented by Mother Sky to the earth, making it a warm quilt. Snowflakes are a gift from Santa Claus. I wish every child health and happiness. The kite flies, flies, flies high. Kites fly with birds. Can it take my words to the birds? The street lamps in the sky are far away, as if shining with countless stars.
Stars appear in the sky, as if countless street lamps were lit. I think there must be a beautiful market in the empty air.
Some items on display in the market must be rare in the world. You see, the shallow Tianhe is definitely not very wide.
The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl crossing the river will surely ride the cow. I think they must be wandering in the street at the moment.
If you don't believe me, look at that meteor. They came with lanterns. Flowers and fruits are silent music, and fruits are the most touching books. When they are broadcast in spring and published in autumn, my days are mercilessly bitten and twisted by the gears of the clock. Fragments of my heart were scattered in the court, and a sigh rang out from the steps. I want to fly. I am a child of the new century, and I am catching up with the beautiful times.
I put on my ideal wings and fly to that brilliant future. We explore the mysteries of the universe, and we sort out the mountains and rivers of the motherland.
Study hard, make progress every day, and March towards tomorrow with bold steps.
5. Modern Poems about Children > Snowflakes are goose feathers shaken off by little angels pulling pillows. Snowflakes scattered all over the floor. Snowflakes are cotton wool rented by Mother Sky to the earth, making it a warm quilt. Snowflakes are a gift from Santa Claus. Wish every child a healthy and happy mountain village children's painting. Qiu Yidongyun is the protagonist of the picture. Let the sunshine warm its appearance. There is a touch of cold trees floating in the sky of a stream, which is the protagonist of the picture. Let the wind draw its rings with rough strokes, and look around the cliff with eyes with light strokes. Earth is the protagonist of the picture. Let fantasy show its richness. A shallow mountain road is covered with the fragrance of autumn childhood. When have I ever looked up at the rut on my father's face with my cheeks and meditated on the gorgeous carriage of time? When am I still kneeling on my mother's knee, and the story in my ear flows like a mountain spring? The touch of the breeze is a hypnotic ditty. When am I still lying in the green with my kite hand on my back? The ants on the court climbed up my nose and stamped their feet complaining that I had crushed its newly-married house. When do I expect the class to hike? Pots and pans are necessary. I want to make a fire. I'm looking forward to the tempting rice fragrance. The rain came unexpectedly, so I could only taste it with a smile. The goose feather shaken by the little angel pulling the pillow was scattered all over the floor. Snowflake is cotton wool rented by Mother Sky to the earth, so it is a warm quilt. Snowflake is Santa Claus. Gift for us: I wish children in every mountain village a healthy and happy painting. Qiu Yi Dong Yun is the main character in this painting. Let the sunshine warm its appearance and let the cold touch it in the sky of the stream. The floating tree is the protagonist of the picture. Let the wind smear its rings. Eyes around the cliff. Earth is the protagonist of the picture. Let fantasy show its rich and deep feet. A shallow mountain road is covered with the fragrance of autumn childhood. When have I ever looked up at the rut on my father's face with my cheeks and meditated on the gorgeous carriage of time? When am I still kneeling on my mother's knee, and the story in my ear flows like a mountain spring? The touch of the breeze is a hypnotic ditty. When am I still lying in the green with my kite hand on my back? The ants in the stadium climbed up my nose and stamped their feet complaining that I had collapsed its newly-married house. When do I expect the whole class to go hiking? Pots and pans are a must. Make a fire, expecting the tempting rice fragrance and raindrops to come unexpectedly. As a result, I can only taste them with laughter.
6. What are some beautiful sentences for your baby? Thank you, baby. Because of you, flowers are blooming and fruits are fragrant, and all hope comes with you!
1. Thank you, baby. Because of you, flowers are blooming and fruits are fragrant, and all hope comes with you!
Dongdong, the baby of parents, we love you forever!
Baby, your healthy growth is the greatest happiness of our family.
4. Congratulations! I wish Xiaobaobao healthy growth, peace and happiness!
5. Bright season welcomes you. The world has changed because of you.
6. When God gave you to us, luck was with you!
7. It is not easy to learn a thing well. We understand you, son. Let's go
8. A beautiful picture needs to be described with a pen. No matter how difficult it is, my love will accompany you.
9. Remember, son, when you cry, mom is waiting for you here.
10. Son, mom didn't leave you, so she hid in your black eyes.
1 1. I hope the baby will grow up healthily. The future is bright.
12. Mom only wants her baby to grow up healthily, happily and safely! Baby, mom loves you.
Happy birthday, baby! May all the happiness brought by your birthday include all the beauty!
14. The road ahead is still long, but you let hope grow on my wings. Willing to take you to fly.
15. Who said that memories are not good? Although there is no holiday, I am happy to think about it: I wish you a happy June 1 ST!
16. Mom wants you to be happy forever. Today you are proud of your mother, and tomorrow your mother will be proud of you.
7. The enlightenment of Chinese and foreign modern children's poem Malcolm.
Let me stare at the long clouds in winter.
Pray in the world of flying pigeons
Night near Hongpo
Bright windows perched in the valley.
January is like a soft fog.
The waterwheel roared outside Mulumen.
The wild goat's eyes are outside the window.
Brown and red hands lay on the shore.
A thick layer of frost gently smeared the reeds.
The climate is intoxicating.
The navy blue river carries wine ships from the western regions.
The cable is melodious in the wind.
I gave Joseph the other side.
Yi Guo he hai nai Tang
Buy your childhood.
The mystery is not where the frog sits.