Clouds and the Moon (Children's Poems) White clouds float by, and this white handkerchief floats in front of the moon. With a gentle breeze, it drifted away.
The moon that grazes the face is brighter. Moon (Children's Poetry) The moon lives in the Milky Way, sometimes with its little finger bent and sometimes with its white ass exposed. Sometimes not at home. It goes to my cousin's house to play. It lives in the Milky Way with a sister named Chang 'e, and the Moon lives in the Milky Way with another brother named WU GANG. Sister Chang 'e keeps a white rabbit. Brother WU GANG often cuts down trees and hangs them. There are many fish in the galaxy. There are many children playing games. Moon (Children's Poetry) The bird said: There is a moon hanging on the top of every tree.
In every bay pond, there is a moon floating, and the frog says: The moon and I are good. Each washbasin holds a moon, and the baby says: The moon and I love the Mid-Autumn Moon (prose poem). The moon in Mid-Autumn Festival is always so melancholy, like the sadness of autumn water. I am very helpless and sad. Cut off a wisp of hazy moonlight with your slender hands, and let me collect the lonely osmanthus in August tonight, but I can't find the direction to draw the moon (children's poetry) anymore. The moon is on the top of the osmanthus tree and exclaims on the other side of the mountain. There is one. I quickly drew a road to her house, put the moon in the lantern and handed it to her.
2. Are there any children's modern poems (children's poems) about the moon?
Mother moon is out again.
He searched all the way.
Naughty star child
frequently
Give off a soft light
guide
Star kids go home.
Clouds and Moon (Children's Poems)
White clouds drift by,
This white handkerchief
Floating in front of the moon.
Brush gently,
Drift away gently.
The moon that brushed the face,
It's brighter
Moon (Children's Poetry)
The moon lives in the Milky Way.
Sometimes bend your little finger.
Sometimes there is a white ass.
The moon lives in the Milky Way.
Sometimes I'm not at home
I went to my cousin's house to play.
The moon lives in the Milky Way.
There is also a sister named Chang 'e.
live together
The moon lives in the Milky Way.
Live together
There is also a brother named WU GANG.
The moon lives in the Milky Way.
Sister Chang 'e keeps a white rabbit.
WU GANG's brother often cuts down trees and hangs them.
There are still many fish in the galaxy, right?
There are many children playing games, right?
Moon (Children's Poetry)
Every treetop,
Hang a moon,
The bird said:
I am very good with the moon.
Every bay pond,
There is a moon floating,
The frog said:
I am very good with the moon.
Every washbasin,
Holding a moon,
The baby said:
I am very good with the moon.
Mid-Autumn Moon (Prose Poetry)
Moon in Mid-Autumn Festival
Always so melancholy.
Like the sadness of hollow autumn water
With my helpless sadness.
Stretch out your slender hand
Cut through a wisp of hazy moonlight
Let me collect the loneliness tonight
Osmanthus fragrans in August began to smell sweet.
but I ...
I can't find the direction when I come.
Draw the moon (children's poems)
The color has not been fully rendered.
The moon exclaimed in the treetops of osmanthus trees.
Beyond the mountain, a little girl.
Lost my way!
I quickly drew a road.
Go to her house.
Put the moon in the lantern.
Give it to her.
3. It is best to write "The Modern Moon" by the writer, and the children's poem translated by Hao Yue Fa Wei Erlun ○ Gray: The moon shines on the forest, and there is sound on the branches and leaves, and people are in their hearts.
The pond is like a deep mirror, reflecting the shadow of the black willow, and the wind is sobbing at the tip of the willow ... Dream on, it's time. The vast and warm peace seems to be coming from the starry sky. This is a happy moment.
Where the moon rises Author: The island moon rises with the sound of the carving returning to its nest, the fish leaps out of blue light, and the piano plays an ancient legend. Many unknown people's eyes rested on the birch tree, showing wisdom and detachment at night, but casting infinite tenderness at the moon. It was also the window grilles that were cut by the old ladies who posted on the window that night and wrapped in ice flowers and melted in my dream.
4. It is better for writers to write about the modern moon. Children's poems are full of the moon.
Translated by Wei Erlun Gray.
The moon shines on the forest,
On branches and under leaves.
voice
Ah, the people in my heart.
The pond is like a deep mirror.
Reflecting the shadow of the black willow,
The wind whimpered in the willows. ...
Dream on, it's time.
Broad and warm peace
Seems to have come down.
A starry sky
This is a happy moment.
Where the moon rises.
Author: Kojima
Moon rises
The sound of a carving returning to the nest.
There are fish jumping out of blue light.
There is a piano playing an old legend.
I don't know whose eyes.
Fall on the birch tree and blink.
Show wisdom and detachment
night
But throw it on the moon.
Infinite tenderness
It was also that night.
Those posted on the window
Grandma cut off the window grilles.
Wrapped in ice flowers
In my dream
It melted.
5. Complete modern poems describing the moon, 1, the moon.
-A gift for my granddaughter's sixth birthday.
There are two moons.
One hanging in the sky
One hangs in my heart.
The moon in the sky is clear and bright.
The moon in my heart is smart and beautiful.
The moon is shining in the sky.
The moon in my heart is always by my side.
I like the moon in the sky,
I prefer the moon in my heart.
The name of the moon
It barks loudly.
That sounds great.
Sometimes she goes out with her mother.
I stood at the window and watched.
See the moon in the sky
I saw my little girl.
The moon in the sky is like a boat.
There is a little girl sitting on the boat.
Drift and drift
The moon in my heart is back.
Heavy eyebrows, chubby face.
Laugh in one's sleep
I took off a piece of moonlight.
Put it on her.
2. Happy Moon
Elegant goddess of happiness
Rejected the kindness of the sun
Waiting for night arrival
Join hands with stars
* * * The moment of love
Walking in the breeze and clouds
It was her happiest moment.
Taste the gentle caress of love.
Feel the tenderness of the clouds.
She has long been intoxicated.
She was already elated.
The torrent of love
Make her look beautiful
Shine brightly
Look! this evening
She is wearing a looming wind skirt.
Driving a rolling auspicious cloud
Under the care of the stars
Continue to write a romantic journey
3. "Tonight, there is no moon."
On July 1 1 day, the moon hung high in Japan.
Why leave a dark night?
Noise of doped crickets
Subverting sleepless nights
Follow the idea of the moon
Now it falls and flows into the tree.
Send a weak signal
Pass on the love you can't give up.
Those kisses under the willow tree
Cultivate the values of marriage.
Grow sturdily on fertile soil
Record our footprints
I don't mean to say a word at the moment.
But I cut off the root and the blood flowed into my heart.
The crash was unbearable.
Please forgive me for calling for help at night.
There is no moon tonight.
My love for you is like the night.
Strong and not easy to destroy
Eternal love letter
6. There should be more modern poems about the moon, including 1 and broken chapters.
-Author: Bian
You stand on the bridge and watch the scenery.
The landscape observer is watching you upstairs.
The bright moon decorated your window,
You decorated other people's dreams.
2. "Two moons"
-Xu Zhimo
I see two moons: ordinary and different.
One is in the sky at this time, wearing the clothes of a birdman;
She does not spare her kindness, and her gold and silver are everywhere.
She doesn't forget the glass of the Forbidden City, and there is her beauty among the three seas.
She jumped out of the cloud, jumped into the tree and hid in the new green vine.
She is so delicate and beautiful that all the fish under the water are drunk!
But she is not good at all, and always likes to spend money on small things;
Sometimes there are only stars in the sky, without that charming round face,
Although I will come back then, I am a little reluctant!
You can't see it, let alone how beautiful it is!
She also has her drunken smile and subtle turn;
She never lets others be generous, but you can't see my garden!
What is precious is her infinite magic, which often brings my spiritual fluctuation to Gao Rui:
I love the surge of silver waves and the silver clock with music in the waves;
Even those ponytail bubbles are better than carved jewels.
A perfect moon, the situation is never incomplete!
As long as I close my eyes, she will ascend to heaven!
3. Tide
-Author: Wang Jiaxin
In the moonlight, the sea is full of love.
The closer the moon is to the earth, the more the sea water stirs.
The layers of tide, ah, rushed to the beach and searched painfully.
The moon blushes, but the sea doesn't.
Gently suck her lips, the sea.
Just from Stream of the Moon, I got a deep inspiration.
The snow-white tide of love rises in rows.
A row fell down again,-so back and forth.
Endless, but close to the moon.
This is impossible, and the sea knows it.
So I silently brought the beautiful image of the moon back to the depths of the sea.
Like a pearl shell, put a grain of sand in it.
Then close it tightly, just for tidal observers.
Leaving an eternal mystery is silence and acquiescence.
4. Mid-Autumn Night
-Author: Shu Ting
August Island Mid-Autumn Festival, the banana shakes and the dragon looks familiar.
I didn't know there were "flowers in the morning and evening", just because I've seen more wind and rain in recent years.
When passion brings ten storms, my heart doesn't know where to anchor.
The road has been chosen, and there is no Bai Yutang.
I have never regretted it. People are prone to sleepwalking in the moonlight.
I long for it and know how to be gentle, so that the blood will not flow like this.
It is obviously not enough to rely on the arrogance of twenty-four, but also to have a solid shoulder.
It takes a pair of hands to lean on a tired head.
The most supportive moment, although I understand
Life should be completely sacrificed, and how much should be left to yourself.
There is a lot of sadness.
5. Silent night
-Author: Guo Moruo
The moonlight is faint, hanging over the pine forest outside the village.
White clouds are gathering and a few sparse stars are leaking out.
Where is Tianhe? The sea fog in the distance is blurred.
Afraid of Jiao Ren on the shore?
7. A children's poem about the moon 1 Liu Ruomin's Moon The moon in the sky is round and shining like a jade plate in the sea. A group of fish swam over and the jade plate broke into two or three pieces. The fish ran away in fear until they reached the rock. Looking back, the moon is still round. The moon (children's poem) and its mother came out again. He searched for naughty stars all the way, and the children gave out gentle light from time to time to guide the children of the stars home. Clouds and the Moon (Children's Poems) White clouds float by, and this white handkerchief floats in front of the moon. Gently brushed and gently floated away. The moon that brushed her face was brighter. April Ming (children's poem) The moon lives in the Milky Way, sometimes with its little finger bent and sometimes with its white ass exposed. Sometimes she doesn't stay at home. She went to my cousin's house to play. The moon lives in the Milky Way with a sister named Chang 'e, and a brother named WU GANG also lives in the Milky Way. Sister Chang 'e keeps a white rabbit. Brother WU GANG often cuts down trees, and there are many fish in the Milky Way. There are many children playing games. May everyone be bright (children's poetry). There is a moon hanging on the treetops. The bird said: The moon is good for me. There is a moon floating in every bay pond. The frog said: The moon is good for me. Each washbasin contains a moon. The baby said: The moon is good for me. Do you want to extract or write it yourself?
8. How do you feel about the moon? How are you, Moon?
The stars snuggle in your arms,
The children echoed in your singing,
People are immersed in your harmony,
And you, wandering in the night sky ...
Moon, how are you?
The stars are surrounded by the light of your love,
Your tenderness,
Let them never want to grow up.
Moon, how are you?
Children yearn for your presence every day,
The nursery rhyme of the moon quietly took him away,
You appear in your dreams.
Moon, how are you?
On the stage of Mid-Autumn Festival,
You're a big star,
Let every descendant of the dragon look forward to your arrival.
Moon, how are you?
You look tired,
Under the quiet night sky,
Street lamps are your sustenance.