Poetry that expresses the liveliness and loveliness of teenagers.

The colorful flowers in the park are really beautiful. Every gentle smile has the shadow of a child. 2 [Wings] That little heart with wings can't wait to fly into space, because the stars in the sky blink at night, trying to pick a basket full of flowers for teachers and children. 3 [Excited eyes] In the noisy days of flowers, June bid farewell to the season of spring breeze, the crystal clear and pure heart jade curtain slowly opened, the little angel with thick makeup whispered on the stage, and the tree was full of brilliant stories, sky blue as water. Who covered his excited eyes with a wet red handkerchief? 4] Flowers are in full bloom in the park on Children's Day, laughter is sweet, and the face in June is fragrant. The white duck is swimming in the clear water, and both boats are rowing with wooden paddles. Chang 'e envies Children's Day, and the Weaver Girl is lazy to be a fairy. Who is in charge of Yaotai? Xin Lei in her childhood. 5 [Child] We are the rising sun, and our hearts will be higher than the sky tomorrow. Today we are a trickle, and tomorrow we will be a big river, roaring and roaring. Today we are a young eagle leaving the nest, and tomorrow we will fly very high. Today we are flowers in bud, and tomorrow we will be colorful and enchanting. We are who we are, and the red scarf burns on our chest. Please see, tomorrow we will climb mountains and mountains, stir rivers and hold up the modern motherland. Fly to the golden goal ... 6 [Poem for Children's Day on June 1] Bud is your years wrapped in green leaves. Exquisite image is a smile in your sleep. Spring is your holiday song. Just take out a song and dance on your lips. Prosperity is your waiting. When you can control the world, colorful dreams will come true with your creation. You are the earliest festival of mankind and the most eternal expectation of mankind. You are the earliest enlightenment of mankind and the greatest hope of mankind. On the banyan tree by the pond, cicadas are chirping. Only butterflies are still on the swing beside the playground in summer. The teacher's chalk is still chirping. Everything in the childhood welfare society is waiting for the school to end, but there is not a dime in the pocket. Who robbed the sword, Zhuge Shiro or the Devil Party? Why didn't the girl in the next class pass my window? Snacks in my mouth and cartoons in my hand, my first childhood will always be until I go to bed. All I know is that I did a little homework. I didn't know I hadn't read an inch of books until I finished the exam. Teacher Jin said that money can't buy an inch of time. Some people know why the sun always goes down to the other side of the mountain. No one can tell me if there is one in the mountains. There are immortals living in the sky for many days, and I have been in a daze, so I am very curious and fantasize about such a lonely childhood. Dragonflies are flying in green rice fields in the sun, and neither watercolor crayons nor kaleidoscopes can draw a rainbow on the horizon. When can I have a face as mature and grown up as my seniors? I look forward to my holiday and my childhood. I look forward to my childhood.