The moon is like a ship.
Sail in the dark sea
Guide people who walk at night.
The moon boat is too naughty
Drill into the clouds for a while
Then he came out again.
It's like playing hide-and-seek with people
It's dawn and the sun is out.
The moon ship won't return.
Quietly moored in the harbor
wait for
Waiting for the next night's voyage
The second article on the moon: the moon is really good.
On Sunday evening, I went for a walk with my parents. We talked and laughed as we walked, and before we knew it, we were far away from home. When I came back, my legs were sore and soft, and I couldn't walk. I grabbed my father's skirt and said, Dad, give me a hug. Dad said seriously: children with legs should walk by themselves. No, no. I pouted and stood there. My mother quickly took my hand and said, look, the moon in the sky is smiling! Do you know why? Why? I asked curiously. She is laughing at your refusal to walk. I looked up doubtfully, really! The moon is like a big disk, hanging high in the sky, smiling at me, as if to say: Let's go together.
Now, I am very excited. I took a few steps and looked at my head. The moon is also walking. I feel more energetic as I walk. My legs are neither sore nor soft, and I walk faster than my parents. After a while, we will be home.
When I got home, I pointed to the moon and said, Ah! The moon is so nice that it accompanied us all the way home. Mom and dad are laughing.
Poetry about the Moon Part III: The Moon will change.
The moon is a clever magician.
Changing,
Read the wrong spell,
Turned into a delicious banana.
The moon is a magical fairy,
Changing,
Pronounced French,
It turned into an egg-yellow moon cake.
The moon is a kind witch,
Changing,
Say the wrong spell,
Turned into a ship.
On the Moon: The Moon and the Stars
A gentle and beautiful moon sister and a group of lovely little stars live in the sky.
One night, Sister Moon said, Shall we play hide-and-seek together? The little stars said together: Yes, yes! The game begins. Hide the little star first, and Sister Moon will look for it. The little star is hidden in a big dark cloud. Sister Moon looked and looked, but she couldn't find them. Finally, Sister Moon shouted, "Where are you little stars?" One of the little stars laughed, and Sister Moon found them with her laughter.
They are playing. It's almost dawn. They came home and fell asleep sweetly.
Poetry about the Moon Chapter 5: The Taste of the Moon
The round moon rose, and the little turtle saw it and climbed to the mountain to pick it. The tortoise stretched out his hands and the moon jumped slightly, but the tortoise didn't catch the moon.
The tortoise called the elephant and the moon jumped up gently. They didn't take the bait.
The elephant called the giraffe and the moon jumped into the sky, but they still didn't hook it.
The giraffe called the zebra and the moon jumped up gently, but they still didn't hook it.
The zebra called the lion and the moon jumped up again, but they still didn't hook it.
The lion called the fox and the moon jumped up slightly, but they still didn't take the bait.
The monkey came to the fox and said something. The moon jumped up gently, but they still didn't hook it.
Monkeys call mice, and the moon is tired of jumping. The mouse bit the moon, and the mouse gave it to every animal friend who helped it. Everyone says the moon is delicious.