Prose Poetry of Grade Five: Paradise for Bamboo Shoots and Dolls _250 words

Spring thunder rumbles and drizzles, and the east wind walks through the bamboo forest and plays the flute here.

So groups of bamboo shoot dolls suddenly jumped out of unknown places and sang carnival songs in the green bamboo forest.

Mom, I really think those bamboo shoot dolls are playing in heaven. They are jumping around on the clouds.

If they want to go out after the park closes,

The uncle in heaven will punish them,

As soon as the rain came, the gate opened.

Clouds collide in the sky, bamboo leaves rattle in the strong wind, thunder rumbles and drums are loud.

At this time, the bamboo shoot doll rushed out in green clothes.

Mom, do you know that their home is underground, where earthworms live?

Don't you see how eager they are to get there? Don't you know why they are in such a hurry? Guess who they are raising their arms to: they also have their own mothers, just like I have my own.

Grade 5 Experimental Primary School in Linli County, Changde City, Hunan Province: Ai Yujia