Count 10 Poem on Separation

There are 10 poems about separation.

Will you come back?

-Wang Xinyi of Class One, Grade Five, taonan city Experimental Primary School.

Time is running out.

I wonder when he will stop.

He keeps running, keeps running.

Then, it disappeared

Some disappeared above the clouds.

Some disappeared under the blue rocks.

Maybe he just stood at the end and looked at me.

Look at me, let my childhood slip away in a daze between running.

Somehow, someone told me

He's not coming back.

Once you leave him, you will never see him again.

But I can't help calling.

Come back, come back.

But he looked at me silently beside me, looking at me.

Tell me in silent language

I never left. ...

Spring Equinox

—— Liu Lin, Class One, Grade Six, taonan city No.3 Primary School.

Watching you quietly

Like the first time we met.

You wave gently

It seems to be green.

Chun, you're gone

Took away my green imagination.

Chun, you're gone

Took away my good memories.

Blow your head and look at the branches.

You used to sit there.

Look up at the sky with me.

I like ... ...

—— Cheng Yunzhu, Class Four, Six Years, taonan city Experimental Primary School

I like to lean against the window and watch the white clouds.

Those clouds are like soft cotton candy.

However, it floats so fast.

In a blink of an eye, you are separated from me.

I, love stand, am on the grass, feeling the passage of time.

During that time, it was like rushing water.

However, it goes too fast.

In a blink of an eye, you are separated from me.

I like lying in bed and listening to your crisp laughter.

That laughter was like a tinkling bell.

However, it passed too fast.

In a blink of an eye, you are separated from me.

Everything in this world, everything, how beautiful!

But it will leave me eventually. ...

Read the sky

—— Yuyao, Class Two, Five Years, taonan city Experimental Primary School

The sun is on its way home.

Walk very fast

The moon is on its way to the home of the sun.

go slow

A long time has passed.

The sun is on the way to picking flowers.

go slow

The moon is on its way home.

Walk very fast

My mother and I are separated.

—— Shi Yanan, Class Three, Five Years, taonan city Experimental Primary School

I am a bird.

Fly freely in the sky

that night

In a shiny bullet

Fly over the boundless sky

Cut off my wings

Cut my foot.

Take me away from my mother's arms

Drag down

Mom.

How I long for the blue sky.

Mom.

How attached I am to your arm ...

Separate from the puppy

—— Zhang Hao, Class 6, Grade 3, taonan city No.1 Primary School

My dog is called piggy.

On that day, I will go to Taonan.

I want to say goodbye to my little pig.

I said, piggy, I'm leaving!

Piggy looked at me with attachment.

I walked out of the door slowly.

The pig barked.

I went back to the house.

Say to mom: mom, I don't want to go to Taonan today.

Mom said, okay.

I ran quickly to the pig.

The pig is very happy and wags its tail.

I am separated from spring.

—— Li Wei, Class Two, Five Years, taonan city Experimental Primary School

Spring is a green season.

Come quietly and leave quickly.

No one said goodbye to them.

No one mourned their death.

Spring has passed and the next year has come again.

But is the second spring really the first spring?

I am separated from spring.

A deep feeling of parting welled up in my heart.

In spring, I am sad for you. ...

Go to Changchun

—— Zhang Yue, Class 3, Grade 3, taonan city No.3 Primary School

Grandpa and I went to Changchun.

I left my mother.

I missed my mother as soon as I got on the train.

When I arrived in Changchun, I missed my mother more.

Seeing Changchun is full of sadness.

Grandpa bought me a lot of delicious food.

Good food is also sad.

I know, that's because I miss my mother.

My underground party

—— Yang Yang, Class One, Grade Six, taonan city No.4 Primary School.

My underground party

I'm leaving you.

When I am not happy

You gave me happiness.

When I can't sleep

You sing to me

When I'm lonely

You make me happy. you ...

My underground party

You old-fashioned little thing

I'm leaving you.

I am separated from spring.

—— Chen Yuyu, Class 4, Grade 3, taonan city No.3 Primary School

I like spring.

The air in spring is very fresh.

The sunshine in spring is very warm.

The soil in spring is wet.

one day

I am basking in the sun.

Think the sun is like a stove.

I asked my mother.

Mom said that summer is coming.

I asked my mother.

Where did spring go?

I am sad.

Because I like spring.