Poetry originated from ancient social life, which is a rhythmic and emotional language form due to labor production, sex and primitive religion. The following are selected readings of children's classical poems edited by Bian Xiao. Welcome to reading. I hope you will like it.
1, "Motherland"
You are the blue sky.
We are flying birds.
Mother of the motherland
You are a piece of Wang Yang.
We are the happy fish in the sea.
Mother of the motherland
You are a rich and beautiful grassland.
We are happy and naughty lambs.
Ah, the motherland
You are a kind mother.
Children should study hard.
make progress every day
Strive for strength since childhood
Growth adds luster to you.
2. Little Fairy Tales
To the south of the clouds,
That distant place,
A group of leaves said:
We want to be as open as flowers.
A group of flowers said:
We want to fly like birds.
A group of peacocks said:
We want to grow like trees.
3.pomegranate
Pomegranate blossoms.
Aunt Xia tied it.
A bright bow
Pomegranate fruit is ripe
It's Qiu's mother shaking it.
Harvest Kurenai Rin
4. Fourteen years old, Blue Harbor
Life is a long river,
Fourteen years old is blue harbor,
There is a great impulse,
There are also thinking waves.
There is love, but hazy.
I don't understand, but I know one thing,
Like a river in the morning fog,
I can see it, but it's hard to tell.
I have a lot on my face,
If you have words, you won't spin on the tip of your tongue.
Innocence jumps like waves,
Never know what sadness is.
Say that boys are brave and brave,
Even if the bullet flies, it doesn't blink;
It is really timid to say that girls are timid.
I saw the bean worm jump far away.
I hope there are more exclamation points,
Let adults sit up and take notice,
But the question mark in my mind can't be pulled straight.
Weird questions often embarrass teachers.
You talk about ideals, he talks about ideals,
Ideals are constantly changing like the tide,
You want to be a hero, and he wants to be a hero,
I often take risks to be a hero.
Ah, fourteen years old, blue harbor,
Fourteen years old, ideal heaven,
Start the ship of life from here,
The morning glow weaves a wonderful wreath for them.
5. "Budd"
Spring is coming.
The weather is very warm.
Come out quickly.
Bud bud
Don't just show your head.
How beautiful it is outside the bark.
Come out quickly.
The sun will give you
Put on green clothes
Spring breeze will give you.
Sweet dew
6. fishing fire
The night is quiet.
river water
He's a good boy.
Listen to Mother Moon.
go to bed
The fisherman lit the fishing fire.
river water
It's like opening your eyes
talk/speak in one's sleep
7.bamboo shoots
calmly
Arch out of the ground
I want to inquire about it
In spring
The secret of tree green
The news of flowers blooming
8. Childhood Album
Dad has a childhood photo 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,
A small gun is pinned behind the 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.
9. "Guo Guo is a blind mother-in-law"
I am glad to catch it 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,
Guoguo, Guoguo, Guoguo 10, Dongsi
Autumn wind rises and leaves float.
Standing in the wind, I feel a little cold.
Pick up a leaf,
A sudden surge of sadness came over me.
Leaves, leaves.
Why does autumn wither?
Why not?
I hope that one day,
Walking by the tree, there are not many fallen leaves.
I wish there was a place,
Trees are green all the year round.
I like green,
I prefer the green world.
1 1, a song dedicated to the motherland
Become an intoxicating wind
Through our hearts,
Vast rice sea
Surging layers of Jin Lang;
When the sun is shining.
Dye our classroom red,
Happy campus
Live like honey, motherland,
We are like a flock of green birds,
Hold a wisp of fragrant wind, cut a rosy cloud,
Take out an ode dedicated to you
Ah, motherland, you are a
A torch lit with the blood of a martyr,
Drive away darkness, poverty and ignorance,
Light up everyone's heart.
You are a painting.
Color pictures drawn by hundreds of millions of hands,
Every inch of land
There are flowers of reform and opening up everywhere.
You are a song.
Odes written in the spirit of Lei Feng,
everyone
Is the author of this ode.
You are a statue.
A giant composed of Olympic gold medals,
All corners of the country-all corners of the country
Praise your wisdom and character!
Ah, motherland, what's the word?
To describe your greatness?
What verse do you use?
To show our attachment to your love?
If you are a beautiful embroidery,
Our blood is the color of embroidery,
Let's turn into silver thread,
Weave charming landscapes and lakes for the motherland.
If you are a flower bed,
Our smiling faces are blooming flowers,
Let's be hardworking bees,
Brew sweet nectar for mankind.
If you are a great masterpiece,
Our sweat is fragrant ink,
Let's turn it into beautiful words,
Write the most brilliant chapter of tomorrow.