Chapter 1: Children's Prose Poetry 1, Cloud
Yun is like a busy painter.
Draw one picture after another in the sky
Cloud is like a naughty problem child.
Often forget to go home.
monkey
The monkey looks like a naughty clown.
Swing around the tree all day
Pull father Rong's beard for a while
Take out Aunt Peach's decorations later.
2. "Mother"
Mom is an alarm clock.
Wake me up every morning.
Mom's hand
You can put white rice.
Turn into a delicious meal
3. That tree
Trees in spring
It's a stage for flowers to do beauty contests.
Trees in summer
This is cicada's classroom.
Trees in autumn
It is the cradle of fruit sleep.
the tree in winter
This is a playground for wind racing.
Step 4 face the mouse
I like you guys-
A pair of smart eyes,
Pink ears.
Although I love doing bad things, I still like you.
If I come to your kingdom,
I have to ask you,
Wash your face, hands, take a bath and brush your teeth.
Teach you,
Work by yourself,
Don't do things secretly.
I'm gonna give it to you,
Introduce a friend-
Its name is cat.
5. "If I were a snowflake"
If I were a snowflake,
Where will I fall?
Drift into the river,
Into a drop of water,
Playing games with small fish and shrimp?
Floating into the square,
Make a snowman,
Watching you smile?
Kiss her,
And melt happily.
Chapter 2: Prose Poems Suitable for Children 1, Style
The wind is smiling.
Swing on the tree
Run a race on the grassland
Playing darts with leaves in the yard
2. Dad is snoring
Like a small train on the mountain,
It reminds me,
Beautiful forest.
Dad's snoring,
Always on and off,
Makes me worry that the train will derail.
Huh?
Dad's snoring stopped,
Has the train arrived at the station?
Step 3: "dad"
When dad is happy
Speak loudly
The ceiling will vibrate.
When dad is sad
Eyes glazed over.
Like a wooden head.
When dad is angry,
Like a volcanic eruption
Who touched it?
Whoever is unlucky is unlucky.
4. "Actually, I am ..."
In fact, I am a cloud,
When I was in the sky,
When flying freely,
I want to tell you this.
Actually, I am a butterfly,
When I fly at the tip of the flower,
Saw a lot of insects,
I want to tell you this.
Actually, I'm a yellow leaf,
When I fell from the tree,
When the earth is dyed golden,
I want to tell you this.
5. The Moon-catching Network
I made a net to catch the moon,
I am going hunting tonight.
I'm going to fly and throw it into the sky,
Be sure to trap that huge moon.
The next day, if there is no moon in the sky,
You can think like this:
I've caught my prey,
Put it in the net to catch the moon.
In case the moon is still on,
Look below, and you will see clearly.
I swing freely in the sky,
The prey in the net is a star.
Chapter III: Children's Prose Poems 1, After Rain
The green treetops are shining with golden light,
The square has become an ocean!
A group of barefoot children are in the water,
Happy as a fairy.
Little brother stepped on the water hard,
How high is the splash?
He shouted: "Sister, be careful, slip!"
He just ran away!
He patted his muddy pants,
He said, "Shit, shit!"
And his happy red face,
But it exudes excitement and pride.
My little sister has two short pigtails,
Follow these muddy pants closely,
She bit her lip,
Grab the skirt,
Run gently and carefully,
I wish I could.
What a beautiful fall!
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Step 2 rain
Outside the window,
It has already rained.
But, mom,
Don't stop me,
I'm going to get wet.
I put on a straw hat.
I ran into the rain.
I became an umbrella.
Umbrella flutters in the wind and rain,
Protect pedestrians without umbrellas from the rain.
When the rain stopped,
I flew away again,
Fly into the green forest after rain.
Mom, maybe you lost your daughter,
You're in a hurry,
You're worried that I'll get wet in the rain
You run into the street,
Ask the wind after the rain,
Ask the rainbow in the sky,
Ask every pedestrian:
My daughter, where is she?
You came to the forest,
Ask the bird,
Ask the flowers,
Ask the raindrops dripping on the leaves:
My daughter, where is she?
They all said:
That's a naughty girl,
She is playing hide-and-seek with us again,
Who knows where she will hide!
After rain.
In the forest.
Mushrooms spilled all over the floor.
They like playing games after rain best.
Mom, when you reach out and just want to pick the whitest one,
The fattest mushroom,
Suddenly,
It has changed,
Became your daughter,
She blinked,
Looking at you with a smile
Mom, I'm back!
Look, I am still wearing a straw hat.
Colorful raindrops hung on the straw hat.
3. Green bristlegrass
Those red flowers.
Purple flowers.
Blue flowers,
It's all gone.
Here, there is only a meadow left.
Everyone else picked flowers,
Teacher, what about me?
What, you just caught me a handful of green bristlegrass?
I pouted,
Look at that handful of green bristlegrass,
What I saw in the teacher's hand,
Edge slapping,
Shake it,
Edge slapping,
Jump,
After a while,
Turned into a puppy,
Give it to me,
I giggled;
After a while,
Turned into a kitten,
Give it to me,
I clapped my hands and jumped up;
After a while,
Turned into a furry bird again,
Give it to me,
I fly around with it!
..... from that day on,
We all like green bristlegrass,
Because of our little hands,
Also become as dexterous as the teacher's hand!
4. Flowers with rain
I am your disobedient child,
I sneaked out of the house.
Through the Woods,
When crossing the bridge,
On the bright shore of the lake,
I play to my heart's content
I forgot about you,
I forgot my home,
Please forgive me, mom.
I went after butterflies,
It flew into the Woods,
Hidden in a small flower.
I don't want to catch it anymore,
Because of that little flower,
It is its sweet home.
I'm by the lake,
Watching an uncle go fishing,
Green fish are really like fresh pods.
I also looked at the old man,
Using sheep bones as bait,
There are so many shrimps jumping online!
I asked my uncle for a small fish.
I asked grandpa for a shrimp.
I said,
I promise I won't eat it,
My family has a big fish tank.
Build them a home,
Let them grow up there.
Suddenly,
It began to rain,
The raindrops are urgent and heavy,
Hit him in the face,
It hurts and numb.
People are running,
At this moment, I remembered home.
Thinking of my mother.
Looking at the rainy day,
I remembered my mother's favorite flower with water droplets.
I was in the rain,
Pick flowers,
Took a handful,
Another one.
I'm so happy,
Because I can send my mother a bouquet of water droplets!
I'm going home.
I'm a little scared again.
I am a disobedient child,
I shouldn't have snuck out of the house just now.
Maybe I'll be scolded by my mother for this,
Even beaten?
Looking at the flowers holding the rain in their hands,
I was thinking,
Mom, will you?
5.red dragonfly
Fly low,
humble
You red tiger,
What have you lost?
Flying so low,
Fly so low.
On the lawn,
Covered with light green.
In the flowers,
Full of fragrance.
On the lake
Shining ripples.
Red dragonfly,
What have you lost?
This is sun-dried dew,
Or the memory of rainy days?
You may not have found what you lost,
You're tired of flying,
Lying on my bamboo fence,
Rest quietly.
I approached you quietly,
Hold on to your transparent wings.
Jesus Christ,
It began to rain lightly,
A drop, a drop,
Remind me,
Go home quickly!
When I first ran home,
It began to rain heavily outside the window.
I put the red dragonfly
Put it on the green screen window,
It looked out the window at the foggy world.
Is it still looking for something lost?
Mom,
You told me,
It's looking for lost love,
The most precious thing in the world.
It was calm after the storm.
I opened the window,
Release the red dragonfly,
Let it fly to the clear sky and the land full of flowers. ...
Honey, too!