What modern poems describe childhood?

1, childhood innocence

A long time ago,

I used to have that innocent smile.

A long time ago,

I've always been happy,

A long time ago,

I also run around the carousel every day.

A long time ago,

I had such a wonderful childhood dream.

How many years have passed,

Time is reversed.

When I was a child, I always looked out the window in a daze.

Thinking about the future when I grow up.

Watching the leaves turn green year after year,

The pace of running around never stops.

2. "I'm still a child"

The stage of life experiences childhood.

Did you leave a smile in the photo box?

The vast sky is the most beautiful picture.

No matter how big the resentment is, you can put it down here.

I cherish this invitation since I was a child.

Give your heart to nature.

The mileage of life is filled in by volunteers.

The post of life handed in the answer sheet.

Every footprint listens to the call of freedom.

The stage of life experiences childhood.

Grandpa's laughter is reserved for spring.

Birds and flowers are the precipitation of years.

No matter how big the injury is, it is warm here.

Collect this childhood medal.

Pass love through grandma's hand.

The flame of love fills the whole world.

The warm sunshine along the way can be passed down from generation to generation.

Every dream has a bright compliment.

3. Childhood

In the sunset,

Innocent laughter on the green land;

In the snowflake dance,

Pure and flawless hand-in-hand carnival;

When osmanthus plays,

Pursue pure hands in the dust fragrance

The stream gurgled.

There is clear and transparent laughter.

Years evaporate gently like water,

Childhood is like gold, quietly settling.

In the depths of the world,

Childhood is full of light,

Summon from a distance ...

4. Childhood

Childhood longing

It's so far now.

Remember, understand?

Look at those frolicking children.

This is fetter, this is simple.

unrestricted

It seems that everything is separated from them.

Suddenly I was envious.

Follow in mom's footsteps

Look at the legend of this world.

Clear and thorough

For me, this is a bubble.

Life is like a play.

Geometric sadness again.

Childhood longing

Among children.

In spring, everything comes back to life.

Branches and buds germinate on the land of the motherland.

Bloom the glory of new life

In summer.

Cicada is singing in the tree by the pond.

Awaken the deepest desire

in the fall

Yellow leaves fell to the ground.

Look so sad and sentimental.

In winter,

The naked cold wind is ruthlessly destroying.

The snow is still dancing

Plum blossoms are not afraid to compete with snowflakes.

Show a tough figure-take the lead

Childhood longing

Listen to the song of memories

Looking for incomplete memories.

Look at the happy expression on your face.

Keep the most beautiful innocence

Hand in hand with this memory-until I am old