Modern poetry (written by primary school students)

1, market in the sky

The street lights in the distance are very clear.

There seem to be countless stars shining.

Stars in the sky. Now,

It seems that countless street lamps are on.

I think that empty sky,

There must be a beautiful market.

Some items on display in the market,

It must be a rare thing in the world.

You see, the shallow Tianhe,

Certainly not very broad.

Cowherd and Weaver Girl across the river,

I'm sure I can ride a cow.

I think now,

You must walk in Tianjie.

If you don't believe me, please look at that meteor.

Even if they walk with lanterns.

2. "My name is Green Grove"

Shao Yanxiang

I summon the greenwood.

Come with me to Yuan Ye.

Shake a bunch of new leaves in early spring

That's a green flag.

Drag a finely divided flower

Peach, white clouds

Send a new article as a pointer

For young female teachers.

Send a new horse.

For children who are not in school.

Cross the ridge with me.

Become a horse's mane around the neck of a galloping horse

Walk across the river with me.

A string of numbers fell into the spring.

The spring breeze brushed the top of the forest.

We blew the willow whistle all the way.

The spring breeze lifted our hair.

We ran forward in ecstasy.

When you are tired of running, just stand on your hands.

Close your eyes quietly in the moonlight.

If the ground is wet by the spring rain

That's our sweat.

Come on, Greengrove.

Come with me to Yuan Ye.

3. Swan

Wang Jing

In fairyland, you spread your light wings,

Dancing with charming dreams.

Flying figure,

Draw dazzling characters,

Let love bloom in the blue sky.

Your song is as high as Hong Zhong's,

But with a ray of sadness.

When the lake hugs you,

You put nobility and beauty,

Pile up on the lake.

So I didn't know that white clouds were walking through the bottom of the lake.

Or the beautiful image of you roaming in the sky.

You are a handsome prince,

Don't give in to crazy magic.

A tough heart,

Full of yearning for freedom.

From spring to autumn,

From winter to summer,

You walk gracefully,

Let pride drive away the sadness in your heart.

Year after year, from north to south,

But looking for the fragrance of love flowers?

Only a kiss from the beautiful princess,

Free you from the curse.

You avoid the tenderness of flowers,

You refuse the boldness of the mountain.

You only put your white body,

Accompanied by dazzling water lights.

Because there is pure water,

There are sorrows shed by heaven and earth for you.

So the eternal myth,

Your dance,

Show endless vicissitudes.