Little Fairy Tale
Tan Xudong
1. Spring Bird
The spring bird is the golden voice’s best friend
Every day Early in the morning
Wake me up from my dream
My mother said the spring bird is calling me
She wants me to go to the big forest with her
Listen to the moving chorus of nature
2. Bamboo shoots
Quietly
arch out of the earth
Think about it Inquire
In spring
The secret of green trees
The news of blooming flowers
3. Pomegranate
Pomegranate The flowers are blooming
It was Aunt Xia who tied them
The bright bow
The pomegranate fruit is ripe
It was Mother Qiu who was shaking it
The harvest of red bells
4. Straw hat
The small holes in the straw hat
I give sunshine
< p>Open doorsLook at the sunshine coming through
They stepped on my shadow playfully
My shadow was left with Their footprints
5. Buds
Spring is here
The weather is warm
Come out quickly
Little buds
Don’t just show the little head
The outside of the bark is so beautiful
Come out quickly
The sun will give You
Wear green clothes
The spring breeze will send you
Sweet dewdrops
6. Fishing Fire
The night is quiet
The river
is a good child
Listen to the mother moon
Sleep
The fisherman lit the fishing fire
The river water
It was like opening his eyes
Talking in sleep
Little fairy tale< /p>
Shao Yanxiang
To the south of the clouds,
in that distant place,
there is a group of leaves saying:
We want to bloom like flowers.
A group of flowers said:
We want to fly like birds.
A group of peacocks said:
We want to grow like trees.
Insects and Birds
Shu Lan
Clamped the socks her mother washed
one by one on the rope
The rope turned into a multi-legged insect
Crawling around in the sun
I washed my sister’s handkerchief
Just clamp it on the rope
The rope turns into a flock of egrets flying in the breeze.
Children's Poems by Teng Yuxu
A Grasshopper for the Blind Mother-in-law
Caught back a Green Grasshopper with great joy
Grasshopper,
gave it happily to
the neighbor’s blind mother-in-law
Mother-in-law, mother-in-law,
This one can only sing. Grasshopper,
When I was in school,
so that it could sing to you for me.
The singing will lead you into the mountains,
see the clear waves rolling in the creek,
smell the fragrant fragrance of mountain flowers,
Hear the joyful singing of hundreds of birds.
Mother-in-law, mother-in-law,
This is a grasshopper that can only sing.
Listen, how well it sings.
Grasshopper, Grasshopper, Grasshopper...
Childhood foto album (photo album)
Dad has a childhood foto album,
It contains his treasures Childhood photos,
Ha, these photos are so funny,
I didn’t expect my dad to be naughty and fun too.
Look at him riding on a wooden horse,
with a telescope hanging on his chest,
a small pistol tucked behind his waist,
That air is really like that of a general.
The funniest one is this one,
Dad is wearing a long gown, shaking a small fan,
His nose is tilted upward,
< p>I am telling a cross talk segment to my classmates.That one is even more joyful,
Dad is cooking for everyone on the beach,
his face is covered with flowers,
There were also big holes burned into the cuffs.
Ah, I really envy my father,
had a happy childhood,
and this childhood foto album,
forever Keep him company.
I hope dad,
give me a childhood again,
let me get out of the book,
go see the window spring.
Then take a few color photos,
put them into my childhood foto album,
When I grow up,
let my childhood also Stay around.
[Editor's note: "Photo album" in English is: photo album, in Esperanto it is: fotoalbumo. Why do we use "foto album" as the most popular word in the world? This is because: 1/ Writing photo as "foto" is more consistent with the principle of consistency in reading and writing. Esperanto, Spanish, Portuguese, etc. also write "foto"; 2/ "(Memorial) Book" is written in English, French, German and Spanish. , both written as album in Indonesian]
In front of the window, a lilac plant
The road is already on tiptoe
Entering the dark green courtyard,
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We planted a lilac plant
in front of the teacher’s window.
Teacher, teacher,
let its green branches and leaves,
reach into your window,
make love with you every night companion.
Listen, listen,
The green leaves are rustling in the wind,
That is us singing to you,
helping you Relieve the fatigue of the day.
Look, look,
the trees are full of blooming flowers,
those are our smiling faces,
Thank you for always We care.
It is late at night, and the stars are blinking sleepily.
Teacher, put down the lesson plan quickly.
Let the fragrance of flowers float into your dreams.
That dream must be fragrant and sweet.
Fourteen years old, a blue harbor
Life is a long river,
Fourteen years old is a blue harbor,
There are huge waves caused by impulse, and there are also waves caused by thinking.
There is love, but it is hazy,
You can’t explain it but you understand it a little bit,
It’s like a river under the morning mist,
< p>It can be seen, but it is difficult to distinguish.His face is full of worries.
If he has something to say, it won’t roll on the tip of his tongue.
He is as innocent as a wanderer jumping up and down.
I have never known what it means to be worried.
If you want to say that boys are brave, they are really brave.
They don’t blink even when the guns are flying.
If you want to say that girls are timid, they are really timid.
I saw the bean bug leaping far away.
I wish there were a few more exclamation marks,
it would impress the adults,
but the question marks in my mind can never be straightened out,
Weird questions often embarrass teachers.
You talk about ideals and he talks about ideals.
Ideals are constantly changing like the tide.
You want to be a hero and he wants to be a hero.
Go on adventures to be a hero.
Ah, fourteen years old, the blue harbor,
Fourteen years old, the ideal paradise,
Start the ship of life from here,
The morning glow weaves wonderful garlands for them.
On the lake beach, there is a pair of swans
Flying in the blue sky
A pair of snow-white swans;
Floating in the heart of the lake
Two beautiful clouds.
The clouds carried the swan,
the swan carried the cloud in its mouth,
gently, gently landed on the lake beach.
The swan danced gracefully on the happy spot,
swaying its slender and beautiful long neck,
its bright eyes flashed,
What are you looking for?
The child guarding the bird giggled,
The swan sang a happy song along with it.
Time Carving Knife
What is time?
It is a carving knife,
carving every minute,
leaving a mark on everyone.
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Give the baby two legs,
carve out two wind wheels,
let him grow taller day by day,< /p>
Flying with laughter.
Give a primary school student two eyes,
carve a question mark like a small ear,
let his thick eyebrows,
twin into Intellectual thinking.
Give the eldest brother his chin,
carve out a bunch of black leeks,
let his rough throat sing the songs of youth pride.
Give the faces of grandparents and grandmothers,
carve beautiful five-line musical notations,
let them stand under the red sunset glow
Play sweet songs.
Ah, this invisible carving knife,
works conscientiously and without fail,
it does not favor anyone,
Always so fair.
It is for children who do not value time,
carve a stupid turtle,
carrying heavy sighs,
behind It was very painful to climb.
For diligent children,
carve a big red horse,
with four hooves flying every day,
ahead of others run.
It carves a universal passport for those who have made great contributions.
You will see it no matter where you go.
A spring-like smile.
It gives a person who has accomplished nothing,
a certificate of failure in life.
Although he is still very young,
he has already Too old to be old.
This time carving knife,
is so selfless.
It tests everyone’s attitude towards time,
No matter you are old or young.
I hope that everyone,
will use the carving knife of time,
to carve for themselves
the pride of a life.
Mom is a big tree
Mom is a big tree,
I am a little bird on the tree,
Every day, in my mother Around me,
are jumping up and down with joy.
When it’s hot, my mother gives me green shade,
The green leaves play a hypnotic tune;
When it’s cold, my mother hugs me tightly,
< p>Snowflakes compose the song of spring.Ah, mother,
No matter where I fly in the future,
I will never forget,
the green forest tops.
Mom is a piece of fertile soil,
I am a seedling,
The fertile soil nourishes me,
makes me grow taller day by day.
Mom's love,
gives me a green life,
gives me a field of life,
a mature laughter.
Ah, Mom,
I am like the ears of grain,
with a heavy salute,
Thank you for your contribution to raising me.
Mom is the blue harbor,
I am the sail sailing away from the harbor,
with your blessings and expectations,
Pave the way forward for me.
I know that there will be
rapids, reefs, and storms ahead.
Mother’s harbor will embrace me at any time.
embrace.
Ah, Mom,
No matter what stormy waves I encounter,
I will run towards the goal firmly,
There will never be any Not shaken at all.
12 years old, colorful flower season
Like colorful wind,
Like colorful rain,
Fragrant, wet, < /p>
Ah, 12 years old, the colorful flower season.
My mind keeps popping up
Weird questions;
My eyes are filled with
interesting wonders.
Obviously it is a trolleybus,
but they say it is an aunt with long braids;
It is obviously a TV transmission tower,
but they say He is an extremely powerful magician.
They often have whimsical ideas,
thinking about going to heaven, going to the sea, and going to the earth.
The boy said: "One day I want to fly to Mars,"
See if there is water and air there.”
The girl said: “I want to invite the little match girl back from the sky.
Let her settle down in China,
Eating endless roast goose and chicken every day."
A 12-year-old boy,
always. I wanted to be a hero like Lai Ning, but I complained that I didn't encounter wildfires, and I didn't encounter any attacks from gangsters.
Sometimes, I also want to be like my elder brother,
so cool that it makes people look at me,
let the girls also say "so handsome",
Let the adults say that he took off the skin of a child. < /p>
There will be no future.”
Girls think more realistically than boys.
Start with small things every day.
They said: "The 'little sun' must shine and heat,
bring warmth to everyone's heart."
Help mom wash and brush at home Bowls, sweeping the floor,
Dad caught a cold, so he quickly took out the thermometer;
outside, helping others,
also sent the change he saved to the disaster area .
Girls also want to dress themselves up,
Let boys praise: "So beautiful",
When you walk into the store, your eyes are like butterflies
< p>Flying around on the floral dress.Ah, the 12-year-old flower season,
the colorful rain of flowers is flowing,
everyone wants to have
a piece of their own of heaven and earth.
The girl secretly locked the secret
in the drawer;
The boy was outspoken,
unconsciously leaking the secret.
They want to be scientists, writers, general managers,
They want to be diplomats, president of the country...
Said that in ten or eight years,
This world belongs to them.
He also said that if you don’t study hard today,
how can you build the motherland when you grow up?
Without a great body,
in the future How to shoulder the heavy burden!
They used diligence and sweat to dye the beautiful flower season red.
With the spirit of Lei Feng and Lai Ning,
Create a shining self.
Ah, 12 years old, the colorful flower season,
full of poetry and painting.
12-year-old boy,
They will spread their wings from here!
What is a father?
Half the people in the world want to be fathers,
Don’t look at him as a baby today.
People who become fathers,
may not necessarily become fathers.
Children who do not become fathers,
but what do they know? He is a good father.
一
A good father is great.
Everyone praises him for his work and study.
The children will follow him When you go to the street,
you are so beautiful that you will raise your breasts high.
Other people say: "Look at other people's children.
They have such a glorious father."
A good father must love his mother the most.
There is always a rush to do household chores,
washing clothes, shopping for groceries, cooking, and taking care of the children to clean up the house.
He is very clever with his hands.
He can make a broken radio speak.
A good father has the most stories in his belly,
like a river that never runs out.
The children pricked up their ears after hearing this,
My eyes widened and my mouth opened wide.
No matter how many strange questions the children ask,
he can patiently answer them one by one.
A good father never frowns,
his face is always full of smiles.
He always said that if a small tree grows straight,
it must be pruned and branched regularly.
His words are like a beautiful ditty,
waving gently in the child's heart.
Ah, such a father,
Everyone would say he is a good father.
Because with his own actions,
taught his children how to behave,
with the rain and dew of love,
dyed every child green A small bud.
Two
A father who only knows how to use his fists is not a good father.
Because a good father should understand that
Persuasion and education are more powerful than fists.
A father who doesn’t keep his word is not a good father.
A good father will definitely do what he promised, and he will never lie to his children.
A father who does not believe in democracy is not a good father.
A good father treats his child as a friend and often exchanges ideas with him.
A father who does not understand his children is not a good father.
A good father respects his children's interests and knows what his children are thinking.
A father who locks his children in a book is not a good father.
A good father allows his child to develop in an all-round way,
let him play, be able to play, and grow up while playing.
A father who does not admit his mistakes is not a good father.
A good father will make mistakes sometimes.
When he admits his mistakes, his children will respect him more.
Three
Ah, what is a good father?
A good father should be like the vast sea,
embracing the river with both arms,
turning it into dancing waves.
A good father should be a blue sky,
dyed with red morning glow.
Let the birds fly freely,
Let the white clouds play happily.
A good father should be a fertile field,
holding out colorful flowers,
let the seedlings be nourished by the soil,
The fruit produced is fat and large.
A good dad is a poem,
A good dad is a painting,
A good dad should be hanging on a tree
A green fairy tale!
Four
I want to dedicate this poem to all the dads in the world
and let them all become
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My child’s favorite father.
I also want to dedicate this poem to my future fathers
when they grow up,
I will also do it The good father I had longed for in an hour.
What is a good child?
Every child,
want to be a good child,
Let the adults praise:
“This child is so good!”
But, what is a good child?
How do you get people to praise you?
Every little flower in the mountains,
isn’t it fragrant and pretty?
Concerning this issue,
it has caused many children to think,
Let us use a mirror to
take a look at ourselves.
一
A good boy is a little bird,
always wants to fly high,
hardening his wings every day,
Continuously plump up your feathers.
A good boy is like a small tree,
welcome others to prune and fork,
bathe in the bright sunshine,
strive to Soar high.
A good boy is like a small river,
unyielding in the face of setbacks,
in order to join the singing of the sea,
only moves forward bravely Run away.
A good boy is like the red morning glow,
embracing the blue sky tightly,
using his own beauty,
adding color to the red scarf glory.
Oh, good boy,
Always carry the motherland in your heart,
Always follow the party’s requirements,
Keep your own image shape.
Two
The eyes of a good boy,
filled with a hundred thousand whys,
a small mouth like a crescent moon,
Often asking adults questions.
The brain of a good child will spin out thousands of weird things.
I always want to turn these weird things into reality.
the beauty in.
A good child’s hands can come up with many new tricks,
can make a broken alarm clock sing again
A catchy ditty.
Sometimes, good children will pat their heads:
“Wow, this question is too difficult, too difficult!”
But they never stop< /p>
The two feet climbing upward.
三
On the face of the good boy,
hangs a flower-like smile,
a bright love, < /p>
It is so transparent that anyone can see it.
In order to help others,
how many times have we given up holiday fun?
With sincerity and enthusiasm,
build a heart-to-heart colorful friendship bridge.
Good children are the most honest.
Never do one thing to the face and another behind the scenes.
Say whatever you think.
More I don’t know how to sing whatever tune I go to any mountain.
A good child is the most humble,
Like a small lake in the mountains that never shows off its blue waves,
No matter how great a thing it is,
< p>Always say: "This is everyone's credit!"Four
Good kids never shout in public places
Never run or jump in the classroom or corridor
.
Never graffiti on buildings
Never in the park
Pinch flowers and step on grass.
Never reach out with dirty hands
Touch and scratch randomly,
Never throw waste paper
around...
Civility and politeness,
are like shadows,
where good children go,
they follow them.
Hardship and simplicity,
are like plowshares,
sowing beauty and prosperity in the hearts of good children
.
Diligence and courage,
like a pair of flying wings,
carrying good children,
fly to the incomparable loftiness.
五
Ah, good boy,
Everyone will praise him,
Such a good boy,
< p>You can see it everywhere.Don’t believe it, if you walk into every home,
every elementary school, every street,
you will see one
A red scarf is floating.
Songs to the motherland
When the intoxicating wind
passes by our hearts,
the boundless rice sea
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Golden waves surge;
When the brilliant morning glow
dyes our classrooms red,
A happy campus
Live like honey...
Ah, motherland,
We are like a group of green birds,
we carry a wisp of fragrant wind and cut a piece of colorful clouds ,
Hand out a hymn dedicated to you -
Ah, motherland, you are a
torch lit with the blood of martyrs,
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Drives away darkness, poverty and ignorance,
illuminates everyone's heart.
You are a colorful picture
drawn by millions of hands.
Every inch of land
is full of reform and opening up. flower.
You are a song
An ode composed with the spirit of Lei Feng,
Everyone
is the author of this ode .
You are a giant
made of Olympic gold medals,
all over the world
praise your wisdom and character!
Oh, motherland, what words
should I use to describe your greatness?
What verses
should we use to express our persistence in loving you?
If you are a piece of beautiful embroidery,
Our blood is the color of the embroidery,
Let us turn into silver threads, < /p>
To weave charming landscapes and lakes for the motherland.
If you are a gorgeous flower garden,
Our smiling faces are the blossoming flowers,
Let us turn into hard-working bees,
Go and brew sweet nectar for mankind.
If you are a great masterpiece,
Our sweat is the fragrant ink,
Let us turn it into beautiful words,
p>
To write the most glorious chapter tomorrow.
Don’t say we are too young,
The motherland has given us the courage of the sea,
We have the ambition to create,
Don’t be afraid of snowy mountains, grasslands, and swamps ahead!
Don’t say that our bodies are still delicate.
The motherland has given us the style of pine trees.
Take root in the fertile soil of knowledge.
Use the strength of life Green leaves decorate the mountains and rivers.
We have plenty of energy,
We have a healthy body,
Facing modernization, facing the world, and facing the future,
Let us Ideal wings beating against galactic waves.
Ah, motherland, great mother,
We will not forget your instructions,
Start preparations now,
Use the golden key to open the big lock of the future world!
Magical world
This is a magical world,
Every tree is covered with golden leaves,
Golden leaves Shake out a string of fairy tales,
"Wow!" and welcome us warmly.
We ran in happily,
Ha, we forgot to play football and homework,
all those unhappy things,
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They all came together to say goodbye to us.
A thousand joys are running towards us,
Ten thousand wonderful things are arranged in front of our eyes.
Unexpectedly, this charming world has allowed us to see all the magic -
The little mouse flies a plane,
Help The cat went to find her sister,
and then gave her a big fish,
and waved her hand to say goodbye.
The little bee did not know how to collect honey.
Thanks to the kind-hearted butterfly,
given it a pair of golden wings,
Also teach it to identify nectar.
The little fox has become a king here,
The big tiger no longer dares to run wild;
In order to save the goat, Grandma Wolf,
does not Be careful to break your legs.
Taiyang was originally a child.
He forgot to go to school because he was too lazy to sleep.
When he got up, he saw that he had a beard.
From then on Turned into a hunchbacked grandfather...
Ha, this world is really interesting,
Whoever walks in will become innocent.
The old man found his childlike innocence here, and
the old woman found his childhood years here.
We found fantasy here,
and were inspired by truth, goodness and beauty.
Ah, this world is so awesome,
It brings so much joy to our childhood!
Oh, I really want to thank those fairy tale writers for creating a magical fairy tale world for us.
In the future, we will also use our fantastic ideas to invent and create to enrich human science!
The Song of the Sea
Liu Raomin
The Sky and the Sea
The sky is above your head,
The sea is I stepped on it,
I pulled the two of them together
and connected them.
If you don’t believe it, looking from a distance,
can you tell:
Which is the sky?
Which is the sea?
Seawater
Seawater I ask you:
Why are you so blue?
Seawater smiled and answered:
I Holding Tian in his arms.
Seawater, seawater, I ask you:
Why are you so salty?
Seawater smiled and answered:
Because the fisherman sweats .
Langhua
Where is Langhua’s home?
My home is in the sea.
When will the waves start?
Please ask the wind.
What color are the waves?
They are as white as clouds.
How many waves are there?
Thousands and thousands of them.
The sea has fallen asleep
The wind has stopped making noise,
The waves have stopped laughing,
In the middle of the night
< p>The sea is sleeping.She hugs the bright moon,
she carries the stars on her back,
that gentle sound of tide,
is that she is fast asleep snoring.
The wind on the sea
The wind on the sea is the goddess of flowers.
As soon as she comes,
thousands of waves bloom...< /p>
The wind on the sea is the harpist.
As soon as she comes,
she plays thousands of songs...
The wind on the sea is the great instrument. The strong man,
when he comes,
will send away thousands of fishing sails...
The wind on the sea is a lion,
it As soon as he roared,
it set off waves to the sky...
The moon
The moon in the sky is round and round,
it shines in the sea like a jade plate .
A group of fish swam over,
The jade plate broke into two or three pieces.
The fish was so frightened that it ran away.
Escaped until it reached the rock.
Looking back,
The moon is still round and round.