What poems do children have?

love

The year before last, my mother asked me:

Who do you love most? What do you like best?

I said I love my dear mother best, and I like red apples best.

Mother eliminated the dimples on her face and kissed me hard.

Last year, my father asked me:

Who do you love most? What do you like best?

I said that I loved the PLA dad the most and the mountains and rivers in my hometown the most.

Dad opened his hands and lifted me high.

This year, the teacher asked me:

Who do you love most? What do you like best?

I said that I love our motherland and our national flag most.

both hands

I have hands, you have hands, and we all have hands.

Grandma's wrinkled hands can knit sweaters and burn meat;

Dad can use those thick hands to repair machines and draw pictures;

Mother's dexterous hands can play the piano and write books;

My little hands, they can roll and bat,

Can dress, can draw, can turn pages,

It is very useful to practice small hands and learn to work every day.

Do it yourself

Do it yourself, do it yourself, get up and do it yourself.

Wear your own clothes and your own hat.

Fold your own bedding and set your own toys.

I washed my face and whitened my toothbrush.

Do your own thing, what a diligent little boy!

Several tall buildings

There is a tall building by the roadside, and white clouds are swimming beside it.

Brother and sister, wrench fingers,

Look up and count, how many floors does a * * * have?

One, two, three and five floors,

Six floors, seven floors, eight floors, nine floors and ten floors.

My fingers are sore and I can't find the answer.

The highest floors are all in the clouds.

The secret of spring