Childhood is a fresh song
I used my young hands to compose the days into a string of notes
Jump between times
Childhood is a pure blue painting
I use clear eyes
to paint the years into a pure blue river
< p> Flowing in the heartChildhood is found in the rice fields
That bunch of rice ears
In the long river of time
Shine a golden light
When time paints the color of sadness
Paint the time and space I walk through
When life uses strong hands
< p> Fill my heart with hardshipChildhood, it is in my silent heart
Singing softly and cheering
In the river of time ,
Sedimentation into pearls
I carefully strung it into a shining necklace
in the silent night
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Brighten my whole body and mind
Childhood (Poetry)
Under the warm sunshine
The cuckoo is singing and laughing
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The beautiful hands of Baiyang are also swaying in the wind
Childish singing
Wandering in the flowing water
The happy years flow like this
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In the green birch forest
There are the whispers of insects
The white dandelions exude beautiful flower hats
Friends of joy
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Running in the wind
The intoxicating time jumps like this
By the gurgling stream
There are fish playing
The oily water plants swayed with graceful lines
The loud screams
The troubles that cut through the sky
The joy of childhood just passed by silently Go away
Poems of childhood
I read your shadow in my dream
Poems of childhood echoed in my heart
The sunshine is gentle and tender Season of Innocence
A candy can make you happy for a long time
Have you ever thought about you and me who once looked at the blue sky outside the window in childhood?
The you and I who once played and played among the flowers and green leaves
can no longer clearly see our childhood when we grow up