A poet in the Tang Dynasty wrote in My Hometown Couplet: "When a teenager leaves home, an old friend returns, and the local accent remains unchanged. When children meet and don't know each other, they smile and ask where the guests are from. " There are only 28 words in the whole poem, but it depicts a beautiful picture for us. After living in a foreign country for a long time, the author returned to his hometown, but the children in his hometown didn't know him. They smiled and asked him where he was a guest. These children are naive, lively, polite and very cute.
Cui Daorong, also in the Tang Dynasty, wrote, "Whoever doesn't tie the boat outside the fence, the spring breeze blows into the fishing bay. I suspect that there are villagers and I am anxious to go to Chai Men. " The poem "Living in a stream is a thing" depicts the interesting things by the stream in a fishing village in spring. I don't know whose boat is outside the fence, but I forgot to tie the cable and was blown into the fishing bay by the long spring breeze. The child who was fishing by the water's edge, not knowing the truth, mistakenly thought that a guest was coming, so he quickly put down his fishing rod and ran to the door to announce that he would open the Chai Men to meet him, but closed the door in a hurry. The poet wrote a series of children's actions into his poems, which seemed simple and natural, but in fact vividly portrayed the hospitable nature of rural children.
Rural children are not only hospitable, but also hardworking. Fan Chengda, a poet in the Song Dynasty, wrote in an idyllic poem "Four Seasons of Pastoral Glory": "The children in the village mind their own business when they plow during the day and are numb at night. Children and grandchildren are not prepared to farm and weave, but also learn to grow melons in mulberry shade. " What is described here is the scene of intense labor in the countryside in summer. "Villagers" refer to adult farmers, and "children and grandchildren" are children. Although children in rural areas can't farm and weave yet, when they see adults weeding and rubbing twine, they also plant melons under mulberry branches like adults.
The children not only learned to grow melons, but also learned to fish. Hu Lingneng, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote in Child Fishing: "A boy with unkempt hair learned to hang a bow and sit beside blackberries and moss. Passers-by use the topic to play, waving far away, not afraid of fish. " You see, how naughty and cute this little guy who is unkempt and sitting on the side is. He doesn't bite the hook for fear that the fish will be frightened. Even passers-by don't give an answer and ask for directions. Although he is "learning to appreciate diaosi", he is quite serious! The poet's handwriting seems to be effortless, but in fact, the kung fu is deep and poetic.
Yang Wanli, a poet in the Song Dynasty, is also a master of writing innocent and lovely children. In his "Xugong Store in Suxin City", there is such a description: "The hedges are sparse all the way, and the flowers on the branches end in shadows. The children are scrambling to catch up with Huang Die, and cauliflower is nowhere to be found. " The poet first showed us a picture of late spring and early summer. Then, a child "running after Huang Die" jumped out of the photo. The chased Huang Die suddenly disappeared in the cauliflower. The poem ends here, but we can imagine how the galloping children stopped at once and looked around in the cauliflower field.
It can be seen that ancient poets are not only good at observing, but also good at recording dull scenes with pens, which gives them magical power. It is not only novel, but also creates various lovely children's images.
2. Poems about volunteers helping single-parent children wait for spring.
The children went to the park to play.
There are others who want to play freely,
I also want to fly freely,
I also want to have the happiness of my childhood.
But they can't,
Although they are like normal people,
Sound limbs,
But they have a broken heart,
They are children of single-parent families.
As a volunteer,
Come to them like an angel,
With our simple and kind words,
Open their long-closed heart lock.
As a volunteer,
Come to them like parents,
With our strong feelings,
Melt their cold hearts.
Volunteers,
Hand in hand,
Pay attention to children from single-parent families,
Give them the greatest spiritual assistance.
3. Who can help to find a poem about left-behind children or poor children? Monologues of left-behind children.
Since I was very young.
You gave me something called missing.
The smell of this thing.
Sour than grandma's pickled vegetables for a long time
When you are not at home.
I will always watch your way home.
Open your eyes and stretch your neck like a giraffe.
If only you were there right away.
When you are not at home.
I will often carry my grandmother behind my back.
Sneak into your room
Look at your photos.
See if you look like what I imagined.
I will also touch your clothes and climb into your big bed.
Smell your smell.
Smell, smell, somehow.
My nose has turned sour.
Become like kimchi
When you are not at home.
I often climb onto the balcony.
Look after the baby next door.
Snuggle in the arms of mom and dad
Watch cartoons, listen to stories and sing children's songs.
I asked grandma to watch the sky together.
Look at the moon by counting the stars.
You leave as many days as the stars.
I can't count the total.
If only I could become a star in the sky.
I can see you with my eyes wide open.
Grandma said, come back when the moon is full.
I see the moon is round, flat and round.
You're not back yet. Your face is like the moon in the clouds.
If only I could become a superman.
I have long hands to touch your face.
It would be better if I could become the Monkey King.
I can become a bee and fly to your side.
You can immediately throw yourself into your sweet arms.
If I can be the Monkey King.
I can also conjure up a lot of things and money.
So you don't have to go far away to make money.
You can stay at home with me every day.
I can be like the kid next door.
Unfortunately, I'm not Superman or the Monkey King.
I don't have any magic
I'm just a baby
The only way to find you is to call.
I think you'd rather call.
After a long time, you become
A telephone number with many numbers.
you said
I have to go out and earn a lot of money to come back.
So that I can eat and dress well.
So I can study hard.
you said
Be a good boy at home
Only fun toys, beautiful Barbie dolls and
Cute cloth panda
Sometimes I'm fine, sometimes I'm not.
You didn't give me a sweet smile when I was good.
You didn't look at me severely when I was naughty.
You seem to say the same thing on the phone every day.
Good and bad seem to be the same.
I am sad
Later, I didn't like listening to your phone calls.
I have many toys now.
I like red pandas best.
It is our national treasure.
I like it.
I take it to sleep every day.
You said this cloth panda is my child.
I want to be its father and mother.
You said I was your own baby, the panda in your heart.
Why didn't you come back and hug me for so long?
Oh, it's late.
All the babies next door went into the room to sleep.
I'm sleepy too.
Jingle bells. Jingle bells.
You called again.
Shh-
Quiet, quiet.
It's dark
I want to sleep with my baby panda.
4. Help write a poem about disabled children. Poems for disabled children: Dear children.
My dear child, stop crying. When you leave your mother's arms, I will warm you with the greatest love in the world. Let me dry the tears from your eyes and hold you tightly in my arms. In your pure eyes, my happiness is no longer poor.
My dear child, don't be lonely any more. In the sea of joy in spring, there is always a spray of love that belongs to you. Take your tender little hand, accept the baptism of sunshine, open your closed heart door, and let the clear spring of love flow to the barren mind.
My dear child, don't be afraid. In the face of haze and strong wind, I will give birth to wide and warm wings, firmly protect you on my chest, and listen to your breathing with my heartbeat. Protect you from the wind and rain, make you weak, young and promising, and always sunny.
My dear child, I love you very much. In the face of your deep attachment, all words seem pale and powerless. Then don't say anything, let me hide you gently in my heart and love you like my own life.
Help write a poem about disabled children. You are not a strong eagle, but a weak seagull.
You are not soaring in the sky, but fighting in the sky.
The rough waves are pulling your sight.
Floating clouds attract your attention.
The edge of the sky and the edge of the sea are your childhood dreams.
Fly, fly, fly, fly to that goal
You are moving forward, but you often go up and down.
There is helplessness. Have fun.
I have always been confused and imagined.
I've always been lonely and full.
I have been bored and excited.
Your companion has already flown, so you don't want to lag behind.
The fire in my heart is burning.
The front is just your dream.
Flying is your life.
6. Ancient poems about children's activities are left in Xugong Store in Xincheng. The nameless fence is deep and the path is deep, and the flowers on the head of the tree are not shaded.
The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again. Back to my hometown, write about why I left home when I was young, and the local accent did not change.
When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from. Su Shi's poems about keeping the old age are strong, so we should be happy together.
Don't crow, it is even more daunting. In the early summer, Yang Wanli's plums shed acid and splashed their teeth, and the banana was divided into green screens.
Spring goes to summer, and the days are long and tired. After a nap, I feel depressed and watch the children play with catkins in the air. Qingping Music Heart Qi Ji is connected with clouds, pines and bamboos, and everything starts from now on.
The meat and liquor at the head of the bed are cooked with crutches first. Children are stealing a long pole in Lizaoshan Garden in Xifeng.
Don't surprise others. I will sit quietly and watch. Early summer nap, Yang Wanli plum folic acid soft teeth, banana green screen.
Spring goes to summer, and the days are long and tired. After a nap, I feel depressed and watch the children play with catkins in the air. Qingming makeup is most suitable when children are lying on their backs under the steps of riddles Cao Xueqin.
Don't complain to the east wind when your hair is weak.