Poetry about children

Poems describing children are as follows:

William blake: To see a world in a grain of sand and a heaven in a wild flower, hold infinity in the palm of your hand, and eternity will melt in an instant.

Genhan: I'm a root, and I've been quietly growing underground all my life, downward, downward ... I believe there is a sun in the center of the earth that can't hear the birds singing on the branches and feel the gentle breeze, but I'm calm and don't feel wronged and bored. In the flower season, I am as happy and heavy as branches and leaves, filled with all my hard work.

Every day you don't like is not yours. No matter what kind of life you live, if there is no joy, you have no life. You don't have to love, drink or smile. If you like, the sunlight reflected in the puddle is enough. Happy people, who put happiness on small things, will never be deprived of the natural wealth that belongs to every day.

Sodergeland, star: As night falls, I stand on the steps and listen; When I stood in the dark, the stars gathered in the garden. Listen, a star fell to the ground! Don't walk barefoot on this grass, my garden is full of fragments of stars.

Nie Luda: I will fall down every day. Night is like a well that locks light. You must sit at the dark wellhead and patiently salvage the falling light.