A poem about praising childhood: "I am a childhood"
The stage of life experiences childhood.
Did you leave a smile in the photo box?
The vast sky is the most beautiful picture.
No matter how big the resentment is, you can put it down here.
I cherish this invitation since I was a child.
Give your heart to nature.
The mileage of life is filled in by volunteers.
The post of life handed in the answer sheet.
Every footprint listens to the call of freedom.
The stage of life experiences childhood.
Grandpa's laughter is reserved for spring.
Birds and flowers are the precipitation of years.
No matter how big the injury is, it is warm here.
Collect this childhood medal.
Pass love through grandma's hand.
The flame of love fills the whole world.
The warm sunshine along the way can be passed down from generation to generation.
Every dream has a bright compliment.
A poem praising childhood: the expectation of childhood
How much expectation,
How much I miss it,
Passion burns childhood.
Once you put on your little military uniform,
Spread excitement and joy throughout the campus.
After several beatings,
After several tests,
Hard work is the only way to know what hard work is.
The future is not always Ma Pingchuan,
Ideal is by no means sweet talk.
Some surprises,
Some revelry,
It's sunny after the storm.
The expectation of childhood has finally come true,
Days of our lives won't be far away.
A poem praising childhood: June, grafting childhood dreams.
Mountains are surrounded by green, and people are nourished by winding streams.
Grew up in the depths of the white clouds in Hanshan Stone Path.
How much I admire magic pens and horses.
And now my daughter's landscape flowers and birds.
Sitting in the public gallery of Heshi Normal University
Childhood dreams are like hibiscus out of water, following June.
Ripples day by day, layer by layer.
Baby, you are a part of your parents' elaborate work.
Boutique grafting mother's childhood dream.
A poem praising childhood: childhood memories
Memories of childhood,
The most beautiful time,
Pistachio nuts on the journey.
Memories of childhood,
The enlightenment of life,
Pure water of the soul.
Some memories,
Time has frozen.
Collected in the warehouse of memory,
Stay in the life projection room.
Appreciate,
Aftertaste.
A poem praising childhood: childhood
Two children sat cross-legged on the ground,
Playing with the collected bottle caps,
You turn around, he turns around,
Have a good time.
I watched,
I think of my childhood.
A group of naive children fiddled with the collected bottle caps,
Some people take them home to make vases,
Sometimes the top keeps spinning,
Face is full of satisfaction.
Bang, the bottle cap is broken like a crystal ball.
The child shouted and threw it in a corner.
Leave in anger.
I rushed over,
Play with; play with ...
A poem praising childhood: childhood
In the sunset,
Innocent laughter on the green land;
In the snowflake dance,
Pure and flawless hand-in-hand carnival;
When osmanthus plays,
Pursue pure hands in the dust fragrance
The stream gurgled.
There is clear and transparent laughter.
Years evaporate gently like water,
Childhood is like gold, quietly settling.
In the depths of the world,
Childhood is full of light,
Summon from a distance ...