Modern poetry describing childlike interest has about four sections.

far and near

you

Look back at me.

Look back at the clouds.

I think

You looked at me from a distance.

You observe the clouds up close.

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A faint hope

Me and countless

Non-hatching pebble

Yiqilei

Blue rivers and streams are crawling.

Swallow us

Then spit it out quietly.

Nothing else

I just hope the grass can be extended.

Its shadow

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A generation

The night gave me black eyes.

I use it to find the light.

-

Yuhang

Cloudy gray

I can't wash it clean anymore.

We open our umbrellas.

Simply blacken the sky

In the slowly drifting night

There are two pairs of binary stars.

There seems to be no orbital determination.

It's just when it's far away and near ...

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bubble

Two free blisters.

Rise from the depths of the ocean of dreams ...

Hazy silver fog

Gone With The Wind

I am like a child.

Catch you and get blurred.

Blowing bubbles in vain.

Back to the land of reality

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feel

The sky is gray.

The road is gray.

This building is gray.

The rain is gray.

In the ashes

Walk past two children

brilliant/bright red

aqua

-

arc

Birds are in the high wind

(of a road) curve sharply

Teenagers go to pick it up

A penny

Vines born of fantasy

And an extended contact line.

The waves flinched.

And humpback

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The windows of the classroom

internally and externally

It doesn't allow me to be confused.

I want to sail.

Rolling the Yangtze River upstream (part two)

You stand on the bridge and watch the scenery.

The landscape observer is watching you upstairs.

The bright moon decorated your window.

You decorate other people's dreams (you are so small

Run in the dark

……

Although it is a small insect.

Make the night brighter, too.

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arc

Birds are in the high wind

(of a road) curve sharply

Teenagers go to pick it up

A penny snowman

In front of your door

I made a snowman.

On behalf of clumsy me

Thank you for waiting.

You take out a lollipop.

Sweet heart

Buried in the snow

It will make you happy to say this.

The snowman didn't laugh.

Quiet, don't say a word.

Until the sunshine of the hot spring

Melt clean.

Where is that man?

Where is the heart?

A small pool of tears

Only bees

Vines born of fantasy

And an extended contact line.

The waves flinched.

And humpback

-

It's night,

Look up at the sky.

Found the sky starry,

Stars, stars, you are so beautiful!

You are high in the sky,

Like a dazzling diamond

Shine in the air!

-

Why is it raining?

The bird asked the moon mother-in-law:

Mother-in-law moon doodle ground to say:

Because the clouds are crying.

-

mother

Look at that star.

Are you blinking?

I was embarrassed to see it.

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Childhood is a colorful cloud.

Childlike interest is a colorful rainbow.

Childlike heart is a clear crystal.

Childhood is a fiery passion.

This is golden happiness.

It's green vitality.

Childlike interest is the hope of green.

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This is a blue breast.

It's purple innocence.

Childlike heart is crystal dew.

This is a transparent gem.

This is a shining star.

Childhood contains childlike interest.

Childlike interest includes childlike innocence.

Childlike heart is a shining star.