Children's Imaginary Poems

Poems about children's imagination are as follows:

1, "Your growth is my happiness"

Your growth is my happiness, and your peace is my gospel. I want to delete the storm and all the malicious storms for you, and then refresh the sky decisively, hold all your wishes in my arms, collect them and love them for a lifetime.

2. "Give the future a green song"

Give the future a piece of green, gently open the earth album, mountains and rivers will ask me: children, cross-century children, what do you want to leave for the future earth? Shall we leave a tree or a flower? Is it the spring that leaves life or the eternal green ditch? Ah, you said, I said, he said: leave a better earth for the future.

3. "I am a little painter"

Waving colored brushes affectionately, the blue sky and the sea will welcome me; Angel, angel of nature, what do you want to draw for the future world? Do you want to draw evergreen trees in green hills or green trees all over the desert? Draw an unbeaten flower season, or draw a spring scenery that will never disappear?

4. Awakening

Clear streams are flowing quietly, fragrant flowers are blooming quietly, beautiful birds are singing happily, and they are singing that the sun will be brighter tomorrow, and the spring breeze awakens every inch of sleeping land.

Spring rain moistens every silent face, the growing grass looks forward to rain and sunshine, and the stretched heart breeds enthusiasm and unrestrained. Every year, the butterfly flies with the flowers, the spring breeze dances happily, and we jump with its pulse quickly.

5. Morning in the forest

What a beautiful forest morning! Stepping on the morning dew, clearing the weeds, crossing the forest path and flying the flag of the Young Pioneers into the forest, what a beautiful morning in the forest! Look how dense the branches and leaves of the trees are, and the bushes are taller than us. There are big mushrooms and sweet and sour jujubes, and the lilies there smile at us. Look, the oriole is singing happily, and the little squirrel is jumping on the branch. And that shy little rabbit, seeing us, turned and ran.