Children's Mid-Autumn Poetry 1 The 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.
Children's Mid-Autumn Poem 2 If it is also a parting.
In my young heart
Can I forgive you?
Just like fallen leaves can forgive the rudeness of the wind.
Youth can forgive years for erasing her.
Crickets no longer make sounds.
Pomegranate trees are covered with crimson fruits.
The last rain wet the wild roses.
Will you sit under the moon?
Hear me sing
Listen to my song and fly to the mountains.
Fly over the lake
Fly to the full moon
Children's Mid-Autumn Poetry 3 My thoughts are round.
The Moon of Mid-Autumn Festival in August
It is also the brightest and roundest.
No matter how high the mountain is, how wide the sea is.
The whole world can see it.
On such a night.
What do you think?
My mind is round.
Watermelon and apple are round.
People who are reunited are happy.
It is painful to be divided into flesh and blood.
People who miss their loved ones
Look at the bright moon in the sky
Who can swallow moon cakes?