I like you guys—
A pair of cocked ears
bright and intelligent eyes
Honesty, simplicity and honesty
Is our good friend.
If you can talk,
Just like us.
Just as cute.
Just as smart.
You are honest and upright.
Help the master to watch the door
But there is not much return.
There is only one bone.
nightingale
The nightingale parted the night,
Weaving beautiful dreams all night,
Singing a beautiful lullaby,
Like mother's sweet voice.
There is a story in the lullaby.
The nightingale keeps these stories to herself.
Night arrival,
Stories drift into people's dreams.
Nightingales sing all night,
Sweep the night with songs,
Until the stars and the moon quietly retired,
Welcome the new morning.
I want a children's poem about birds.
The fairy tale Tan Xudong 1. Spring bird Spring bird is a good partner of Golden Voice. Every morning, my mother wakes me up from my dream. She said that the birds in spring are calling me. She asked me to accompany her to the big forest to listen to the moving chorus of nature. 2. Bamboo shoots quietly arched out of the soil to inquire about the news of secret flowering of green trees in spring. 3. Pomegranate Pomegranate blooms because Aunt Xia tied a bright bow. Pomegranate fruit is ripe, because it is mother Qiu. Kurenai Rin, who is shaking the harvest? The small hole in the straw hat is a door I opened for the sunshine. Look at the sunshine coming down. They playfully stepped on my shadow and left footprints on my shadow. 5. Buds are warm in spring. Come out quickly. Buds don't just show a small bark. Come out quickly. The sun will dress you in green. Spring breeze will give you sweet dew. 6. The quiet river is a good boy. He listened to Mother Moon and fell asleep. The fisherman lit the fishing fire. The river is like opening your eyes and talking in your sleep. Shao Yanxiang is in the south of the cloud, in that distant place, a group of leaves say: We should bloom like flowers.
A group of flowers said: We want to fly like birds. A group of peacocks said: We should grow like trees.
Insect and bird Lan Shu put the socks washed by her mother on the rope one by one, and the rope became a multi-legged insect crawling around in the sun. I put my sister's handkerchiefs on the rope one by one, and the rope turned into a group of egrets flying in the breeze. Teng's Children's Poem for the Blind Mother-in-law brought back a green poem and happily gave it to the blind mother-in-law in the neighborhood. Grandma, this can sing, so that it can sing for you when I go to school.
Singing will take you into Shan Ye, watch the clear waves rolling in the stream, smell the fragrance of mountain flowers and listen to the singing of birds. Grandma, grandma, this is a fruit that can only sing. Listen, how well it sings. Fruit, fruit, fruit ... childhood photo album Dad has a childhood photo album.
Look at him riding a wooden horse, with a telescope hanging on his chest and a small pistol pinned behind his waist. He looks like a general. The funniest thing is this. Dad is wearing a gown, shaking a small fan, and his nose is stuck up hard. He is telling his classmates a short cross talk.