Modern poetry describing children

There are many modern poems about children. Do you think it's strange? The following are the modern poems about children that I compiled for you. Welcome to learn from them!

Children's Modern Poetry 1: Time Old Man is for children who don't cherish time.

Carve a stupid turtle,

With a heavy sigh,

It's painful to climb behind.

It gives hard-working children,

Carve a red horse,

Every day, my hooves fly,

Run ahead of others.

It has made great contributions to people,

Carve a universal passport,

No matter where you go,

You will see a spring-like smile.

It gives people who have accomplished nothing,

Carve a life certificate,

Although he is still young,

But I'm too old to be old.

This time it's a meat cleaver,

That's it. Unbridled.

It tests everyone's attitude towards time.

Children's Modern Poetry 2: Silent Bamboo Shoots

Arch out of the ground

I want to inquire about it

In spring

The secret of tree green

The news of flowers blooming

Children's modern poem 3: Insects and birds wash their mothers' socks.

One was caught on the rope.

The rope became a polypod.

Crawl in the sun

I washed my sister's handkerchief.

One was caught on the rope.

The rope turned into a flock of egrets flying in the breeze.

Children's modern poem 4: "slug for blind mother-in-law" was happily taken back.

A green slug,

I gave it to you with great joy.

Neighbor's blind mother-in-law

Mother-in-law,

This is a singing slug.

When I was at school,

So it can sing for you and for me.

Singing will take you into Shan Ye,

Watching the clear waves roll in the stream,

Smell the fragrance of mountain flowers,

Hear the birds sing together.

Mother-in-law,

This is a singing slug.

Listen, how well it sings,

Fruit, fruit, fruit, fruit ...

Children's modern poem 5: "Searching" Swan dances happily,

Shake your slender and beautiful long neck,

Round bright eyes shining,

Looking around for what?

Bird people giggled,

Swan also sang a happy song.

Children's Modern Poetry 6: Time Carving Knife What is time?

This is a meat cleaver.

Carved with minutes,

Leave a mark on everyone.

Give the baby legs,

Carve two wind wheels,

Make him taller every day,

Run away with a smile.

Give the students two eyes,

Carve a question mark like a small ear,

Let his bushy eyebrows,

Thinking and seeking knowledge.

Give big brother a chin,

Carve a black leek,

Let his rough throat,

Sing the pride of youth.

For the sake of grandparents' face,

Carve a beautiful stick,

Let them in the red sunset,

Play sweet songs.

Ah, this invisible meat cleaver,

Hard work, not bad,

It doesn't favor anyone,

Always so fair.

Children's modern poem 7: "A lilac in front of the window" stood on tiptoe.

Walking into the dense green courtyard,

We put a clove,

Plant it in the teacher's window.

Teacher, teacher,

Let its green branches and leaves,

Put your hand in your window,

Stay with you every night.

Listen, listen,

Green leaves rustle in the wind,

That was when we were in song for you,

Help you get rid of the fatigue of the day.

You see, you see,

A tree full of flowers,

That's our smiling face,

Thank you for always supporting us.

It's late at night, and the stars are sleepy and blink.

Teacher, put down the lesson plan quickly.

Let the flowers float into your dreams,

That dream must be sweet and fragrant.

Children's Modern Poetry 8: Childhood Album Dad has a childhood album.

There are pictures of his childhood in it.

Ha, these photos are really funny.

I didn't expect dad to be naughty and fun.

You saw him riding on a wooden horse,

A telescope hanging on your chest,

Put a little hand behind your waist,

That looks like a general.

The most interesting thing is this,

Dad is wearing a gown and shaking a small fan.

The nose is upturned badly,

I am telling a short cross talk to my classmates.

That is more interesting,

Dad cooks for everyone on the beach.

Huahua wipes his face,

There are also big holes in the cuffs.

Ah, I really envy dad,

Have a happy childhood,

And this childhood photo album

Stay with him forever.

I'd rather dad,

Give me a childhood,

Let me leave this book,

To see the spring outside the window.

Then take some color photos,

Put it in the childhood album.

When I grow up,

Let childhood stay with you.