Modern Poetry for Children's Day 1 You took me to the blue Shan Ye.
You collect everything I want,
Whether it's mountain flowers or tender grass,
Or a stone, a leaf.
You gently jump over every ditch,
Spring leaves your shadow;
You climb every little slope,
Like jumping on your roof.
I hear birds chirping,
See the colorful wings of birds through the cracks in the green leaves,
Tell me the names of many birds,
Sing me the song of that bird.
I want to catch slugs,
The grasshopper is immediately in your hand,
You're afraid that slugs will bite my hand,
Wrap it in leaves.
Let me ask you, that tree on the top of the mountain,
Why do you look like an old man?
You said because it grows in crevices all the year round;
(Expressing disapproval, shock or anger) Excuse me?
What flower is that, with tears,
You said it was a blue flower,
Laugh in the spring sunshine.
On the noisy days of flowers,
June bid farewell to the season of spring breeze.
Shining.
To be clear, my heart is about to explode.
Jade curtains slowly opened.
Little angel with makeup on the stage
Let the baby talk in detail.
The tree is full of brilliant stories.
The sky is as blue as water.
Who used a wet red handkerchief?
Cover your excited eyes.
Modern poems on Children's Day on June 1st My mother told me when I was 3 years old.
When you grow up, you can go far away.
Go a long way in life.
Travel all over Qian Shan.
I was looking forward to it. ...
Looking forward to growing up soon.
When you grow up, you can be like an adult.
Go far away
Go a long way in life.
Travel all over Qian Shan.
Childhood childhood
Forever childhood in memory
Often appear in my dreams.
It's beautiful and warm.
It's pure
Happy, too.
Modern Poem 4 on Children's Day on June 1st When her daughter was five years old, her mother drew a beauty mole on her forehead.
At the same time, it is attached to your own heart.
Thirty years ago today, Mom/Mom's mother also posted one for her.
This is a beautiful place.
Mom has been hiding for thirty years.
Daughter flies on the holiday road.
Mother is walking in the scenic spot where her daughter jumps.
A string of Sugar-Coated Berry is selling loudly.
The bow on the youngest daughter's head flies to Sugar-Coated Berry.
Then Sugar-Coated Berry kissed the old lady who hugged them on the forehead.
So a fiery beauty mole was reflected in the mirror of June 1 day.
The old lady smiled so brightly that the candied haws were dripping.
She also told a story.
"I also posted one for my daughter-more than 30 years ago.
Na Yue that year.
Nothing is fresher than now. "
The little daughter suddenly made the old lady bend over.
She took off the beauty spot on her forehead and stuck it on the old lady's forehead.
And said.
"Grandma, happy June 1st!"
Children's Day Modern Poetry 5 Look at the red scarf.
Come down from the mountain
Chirp
Like a flock of birds
The stream gurgled.
Children's song drift
Liu Yang Yang Fei
The Great Garden of the Motherland
Blooming flowers
* * * Successor of the proletariat.
Inherit the glorious tradition of revolution
A child
Big China.
Decades later
Pillar of the country
The moon passes through the clouds like Bai Lianhua.
The evening breeze blew waves of cheerful songs.
Never forget history.
cheer up
Modern Poetry on Children's Day on June 1st
This should be a flower.
Happy holidays
But because of the Wenchuan earthquake
Sobbing
Rain, it has been raining since morning.
All day, all day.
Didn't stop.
sound of rain
It hurts the people who survived the human disaster.
Hurt parents and children who didn't go far in heaven.
Hurt the United people of China1300 million. ...
rain
These painful tears
These tears of gratitude
Tears of life and death parting ...
In this festival
Wang yang ...
Tell the story of heaven and earth
Silent heartache and reluctant feelings ...
Children's Day Modern Poetry 7 Good boy's face,
With a flower-like smile,
Bright love,
Transparent enough for anyone to see.
In order to help others,
How many times have I given up holiday play,
With sincerity and enthusiasm,
Build a colorful bridge connecting hearts.
A good boy is the most honest,
Never do a thing to your face and do a thing behind your back.
Say what you think,
I can't sing anything I want.
A good boy is the most modest,
Like a small lake in the mountains, it never shows off the blue waves.
Even if you do something great,
He always said, "This is the credit of everyone!"
Children's Day Modern Poetry 8 Today is Children's Day, are you happy?
Outside the window glass
A flower in the bitter wind
You are floating in the sea of flowers in the wind.
Can you forget me?
I look forward to bringing happiness to life.
Will the deeper sky bring a smiling face?
Write a letter to a strange lake.
Or look at you affectionately
Let you grow at the bottom of the lake
Now I turn my back on you.
keep one's countenance
I looked up
You, my God.
Drown more, speak my mind.
Happy Children's Day
Wang Yanjun
today，
children
Everyone wants to say
Happy holidays
but
Call us what?
Small?
You can't say that!
We have grown up.
You have to say:
children
Let's have a happy Children's Day together.
Ha ha laugh
How happy children's day is.
Ha ha laugh
You can talk to mom.
Don't do your homework today
There are no remedial classes today.
today
All remedial classes are closed.
Ha ha laugh
You can talk to mom.
Let's go to the park for free.
Let's go to the movies for free.
We can also go shopping.
Buy a lot of things
I'm full
How happy I am!
Why can't we do this every day?
Every day is Children's Day.
Talk to mom.
Turn every day into Children's Day.
Nine modern poems on Children's Day on June 1st were given to parents-in-law,
I am happy from morning till night.
Their children are the most beautiful,
Blue, green, flowers, white, red, yellow and brown.
Their children are the liveliest,
Flying around singing songs.
Qian Qian is full of birds and children.
Love parents-in-law most.
wild goose
The blue sky holds a sports meeting,
Goose performing group calisthenics:
Put the word "one" in a line,
Straight;
Put the word "people" in a line,
Gaga.
A hundred birds clap their hands together,
The referee smiled.
The gold medal belongs to the goose,
Heaven and earth are applauding!
peacock
This bird is very beautiful,
That bird is beautiful,
No one is more beautiful than a peacock.
Long feathers like jewels,
Roots like jade.
Who does peacock like?
Little sister in flowery clothes.
Singing proudly like a peacock:
We are equally beautiful!
ostrich
Let me ask you something,
Big ostrich:
You can't fly,
Light will run;
I should call you camel, horse,
You shouldn't call it an ostrich!
The ostrich said:
I have a pair of bird wings,
Birds, of course.
That day, the desert sports meeting,
I spread my wings for the long-distance running.
Camels can't catch up,
A good horse can't compete.
I won honor for birds,
Do you know that?/You know what?
Modern Poetry for Children's Day 10 I once asked the clever star,
I once asked the kind moon.
How long is the road to dreams?
I once asked the affectionate earth,
I once asked the warm sun.
How long is the road to dreams?
Childhood is a new green leaf,
Childhood is a budding bud,
Childhood is a blue sky,
Childhood is full of beautiful dreams.
I once asked smart stars,
I once asked the kind moon;
How long is the road to dreams?
I once asked the affectionate earth,
I once asked the warm sun.
How long is the road to dreams?
Childhood is a new green leaf,
Childhood is a budding bud,
Childhood is a blue sky,
Childhood is full of beautiful dreams.
I once asked smart stars,
I once asked the kind moon;
How long is the road to dreams?
I once asked the affectionate earth,
I once asked the warm sun.
How long is the road to dreams?
I once asked smart stars,
I once asked the kind moon.
How long is the road to dreams?
I once asked the affectionate earth,
I once asked the warm sun.
How long is the road to dreams?
Childhood is a new green leaf,
Childhood is a budding bud,
Childhood is a blue sky,
Childhood is full of beautiful dreams.
I once asked smart stars,
I once asked the kind moon;
How long is the road to dreams?
I once asked the affectionate earth,
I once asked the warm sun.
How long is the road to dreams?
Childhood is a new green leaf,
Childhood is a budding bud,
Childhood is a blue sky,
Childhood is full of beautiful dreams.
I once asked smart stars,
I once asked the kind moon;
How long is the road to dreams?
I once asked the affectionate earth,
I once asked the warm sun.
How long is the road to dreams?