I use my tender hands
Divide the days into a series of notes and jump between your fingers.
Childhood is a pure blue painting. I use clear eyes.
Draw the years into a pure blue river, flowing in your heart.
Childhood is a string of ears of rice picked up in a paddy field.
Shine golden light in the long river of time.
When time smears sadness on the time and space I have traveled, when life fills my heart with hard hands.
In my childhood, it sang softly in my silent heart, cheered and danced in the river of time, and precipitated into pearls.
I carefully strung it into a shiny necklace in the silent night.
Illuminate my whole body and mind.
What is childhood in modern poetry? 2 What is childhood?
Grandma Bing Xin said:
"Childhood is a real dream,
This is the truth in the dream. "
What is childhood?
The poet said:
Childhood is inspiration,
So that they wrote poems that have been passed down through the ages.
What is childhood?
The painter said:
Childhood is a beautiful scenic line,
So they drew a unique picture.
What is childhood?
The old man said:
Childhood is a memory,
Recall all the good things.
What is childhood?
The dictionary teacher told me:
Childhood is: childhood; Childhood.
What is childhood?
Childhood is a colorful photo album.
That is a colorful album;
Childhood is a beautiful box,
It is full of sweet candy;
Childhood is a little note,
Compose a hymn of life ...
What is childhood?
For me,
Childhood should be cherished,
Cherish every minute the old man gave me,
Cherish the friendship my friends gave me,
Cherish the teacher's concern for me,
Cherish my parents' selfless love for me,
Cherish today's happy life,
Cherish this beautiful thing!