Modern poetry with childlike innocence and childlike interest

kite

Sunset is my happy breath.

kite

Fly in the sky behind me

I'm glad it was tied with wire.

I have the thread.

This is a Chinese brand.

There are auspicious symbols painted on the belly.

The weather in the first month

The soft soil smells of grass.

The grass is covered with ditches.

I looked up.

Look at the kite

Kites hang in the sunset wind.

aigrette

light breeze

Like a beating note.

Bend over the treetops.

This is an egret.

You open your mouth wide.

Give this snow-white creature a surprise

Ribbon feather

Could it be

Clouds blowing from the river

Falling in this beautiful forest

This dark green forest

Happiness in the wind

happy childhood

Full of memories

Open the window and you can hear the wind breathing.

Walking on the way to school

Paved with pebbles

The clatter of shoes.

I can feel the temperature of the clouds.

Leaves wither in autumn.

The first moment

Wuren sent me moon cakes.

I like to finish my homework as soon as I get home.

Several newly recognized Chinese characters

A small black pencil.

The calf says autumn is golden.

Deer say autumn is red.

I stuffed my schoolbag under the door.

Hard ridge

I ran in the wind of my childhood.

road embankment

benchland

Hand-held chrysanthemum indicum

I looked at the clouds floating in the sky.

In the pond under the river bank

It's the sparkling water waves from the evening breeze.

Flood control forest, dense Chinese fir

Thick fallen leaves under the tree

I can't see the light coming in.

There came the cry of an unknown bird.

It feels cool.

The taste of mushrooms

The ship is sailing on the river.

There is a whistle.

I saw seagulls rowing in the wind.

Lush reeds along the beach.

I have to climb the high embankment.

Thick sandy slope

That trampled ridge

To get there.

Picking tender wormwood and wild celery in deep grass.

There are chrysanthemums and medley in autumn.

There are rabbits, hedgehogs and ants called Mayflies on the beach.

But be careful.

Scolopes and poisonous snakes lurk in the soil.

Under the soybean leaves

This is the beach by the river.

This is the dream of building a dike.