Chunyu's Children's Modern Poems

Introduction: Modern poetry, also known as new poetry, refers to the poetry from the May 4th Movement to the founding of People's Republic of China (PRC). The following are the children's modern poems about spring rain that I have compiled, hoping to help everyone.

Your window

Your window

Close all my troubles.

The wind sighed and let go.

A corner of the curtain

You refuse all voyeurism.

The rain beat against the pear blossoms.

Since that man stepped on the spring mud and left.

Your rain never stops.

The sky you miss outside the window

Or dark or gray

A bird glides along your eyes.

Sadness and loneliness

Petals fall from your face.

Scattered in the mud

Shuang Yan went.

You are still alone in the falling flowers.

When will the rain stop?

The moss has turned cold.

Greening the window of your life.

you are

You are a tear shed by nature.

With love for spring

Sprinkle it on the land of vast expanse

Therefore, the earth is no longer boundless.

Put on a green coat

You are very warm.

The desire to awaken life

Moisten the laziness in winter

As a result, people are diligent and early spring.

Looking up at the blue sky and white clouds, you have a vision.

Overlooking colorful, there is joy.

Your graceful dance.

Like fog, enter the dream of hibernation.

Divert the turmoil of youth

You spread your hope in the street.

Mountains, rivers and streams

You are the tears of spring excitement.

Romantic people have no choice.

Yan Zi congratulates you.

Baihua expressed her rich gratitude.

Even a leisurely fish.

It has also become a freehand brushwork in spring.

When prosperity brings warm noise.

I will wipe the tears from your face.

Let throb and joy walk into the torrential rain.

Then, let the desire be excited for the harvest season.

spring rain

It is rainy in spring.

Like a faint rain of love.

In this season when geese return to their nests.

Falling in Chun Qing.

Chun Yu Ying Ying

Catch the breeze like tentacles

Touch an umbrella like a shield.

Suddenly cloudy and bright.

Chun Yu Qingqing

Immerse in my chest

Memories that stay in my heart

The wind can't extinguish the rain.

Mengmeng chunyu

Soaked all over me.

I'll take it there.

torrid summer

clear autumn air

For the golden story

Looking for a rainbow on the horizon

Loneliness in the dark

The setting sun clings to the earth and gradually recedes.

Tired birds fly home in the Woods.

The setting sun is in full bloom, and the last blush falls.

I'm waiting for the night to come.

The silent night finally came to me.

I walked firmly into the dark world

The flashing neon lights and the noise of the market.

Can't induce my inner excitement.

I just want to come to night and be alone.

Throw away all illusions during the day.

Let all secular lead be washed away.

Find your true self in the dark

Taste the loneliness that belongs to my heart in silence

Cross the road to the river.

Sitting on the soft grass on the shore

I dipped my feet in cold water.

A hint of coolness rose to my heart.

The rippling waves rest on me.

The song of the night bug shook me gently.

The eyes of the stars looked at me from a distance.

The light of the waning moon bathed me.

Completely walked into loneliness.

Loneliness is within reach.

What will you meet when the night is over?

Loneliness asks me again and again.

So it sees two lines on my face.

damp

Yes, I have no choice.

Ant's dream

The afterglow of the sunset filled the sky.

A touch of sunset sneaked into the house.

The dust is swimming.

The cloud on the horizon is saying goodbye.

Listen to the wind, watch the rain and miss the rain in the wind.

Listen to the beauty of the world with gorgeous words and insects

The birds in the dark are still struggling.

Bats crave sunshine during the day.

But He Yanzi flew to the south.

Spring is coming.

Flocks of geese were howling in the air.

When can I land safely?

It snows in June.

How did you get here so timely?

A group of children with purple lips

Swimming in the cold river.

The old fisherman drove the duck into the sky.

The waves turned into white clouds in the blue sky.

What time?

Ants can wake up quietly.

Bats are still active at night.

Swallows fly on time in spring.

The geese have already lived in the south.

Snowflakes are the messengers of winter.

The children accompanied grandpa who was driving ducks.

Two four six seven eight

The clouds in the sky are still white.

Just because ants wake up from their dreams.