Hello, modern short poem written by Bing Xin

1. "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.

2. "Little Fairy Tale"

To the south of the clouds,

in that far away place,

there is a group of leaves saying: < /p>

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.

3. "Pomegranate"

The pomegranate blossoms

It was Aunt Xia who tied the bright bow

The pomegranate fruit is ripe

It is mother Qiu who is shaking

The red bell of the harvest

4. "Fourteen Years Old, Blue Harbor"

Life is a long river,

Fourteen is the blue harbor,

There are huge waves set off by impulse,

There are also waves of 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, he won’t roll it 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,

Zhaoxia weaves wonderful garlands for them.