1. Cow
~ robert louis stevenson
Friendly cow, red and white all over,
I love with all my heart:
She tried her best to give me cream,
Eat apple pie.
She wandered here and there,
But she can't get lost,
Are in the pleasant outdoors,
Pleasant sunshine during the day;
Blown by all the passing winds
Get wet in the shower,
She is walking on the grass.
Eating flowers on the grass.
2 All the obligations of children
~ robert louis stevenson
A child should always tell the truth,
When others talk to him, he talks,
Be polite when eating;
At least within his power.
The first tooth
~ Charles and Mary Lamb
How lively and happy it is to walk through the house,
Just because of this baby boy
There's a small tooth showing!
I have double rows of seats,
All the same white, all the same small;
But no one cares about me at all.
He can only speak half a word,
However, this single sound is the first choice.
All I can say
In the longest summer.
He can't leave, but if he puts
Imitate actions with your feet,
As if he thought he was moving forward,
It is more valuable than my best dance.
4. Rainbow
~ Christina Rossetti?
The ship is sailing on the river,
Ships sail at sea;
But the clouds across the sky
More beautiful than these.
There is a bridge over the river,
As beautiful as you like;
But the bow connecting heaven,
Over the trees,
Build a road from the earth to the sky,
Much more beautiful than these.
5. My mother
~ Ann Taylor
She fed me with her tender breasts,
Let me rest quietly in her arms,
A sweet kiss on my cheek.
My mother.
When sleep leaves my open eyes,
Who sang this song?
Shake me so I don't cry?
My mother.
She sat looking at my baby's head,
When I slept in the cradle bed,
Tears of sweet love?
My mother.
When pain and illness make me cry,
He stared into my heavy eyes,
Crying for fear that I will die?
My mother.
Who dressed my doll in such bright clothes,
Teach me how to play affectionately,
Mind everything I say?
My mother.
When I fell, who came to help me,
Some beautiful stories will tell you,
Or kiss this place to make it better?
My mother.
Who taught my little lips to pray,
Love god's holy books and holy days,
Walking in a wise and pleasant way?
My mother.
Can I stop existing?
Affectionate and kind to you,
She was very kind to me,
My mom?
Ah no! I can't stand the idea,
If God is willing to spare my life,
I hope I can repay your concern,
My mother.
When you are weak, old and white-haired,
My healthy arm will be your support,
I will heal your pain,
My mother.
When I saw you hang your head,
It's my turn to look at your bed,
Tears of sweet love,
My mother.
Because our father in heaven
Look down with happy or fond eyes,
If I dare to despise
My mom?