Modern Poetry of Childhood 1 Childhood is like a colorful kite.
With a pure, childish story
Fly freely with the blue sky
A desire for growth
Support it to fly high
Although it is getting farther and farther from the starting point.
But it understands
Miss the past.
It will only stagnate.
Only fly higher and farther.
To see a better world.
Childhood in the sunset Modern Poetry II,
Innocent laughter on the green land;
In the snowflake dance,
Pure and flawless hand-in-hand carnival;
When osmanthus plays,
The hand that pursues purity is fragrant in the dust,
In the stream,
There is clear and transparent laughter.
Years evaporate gently like water,
Childhood is like gold, quietly settling.
In the depths of the world,
Childhood is full of light,
Summon from a distance ...
Modern Poetry of Childhood 3 Once upon a time,
I used to have that innocent smile.
A long time ago,
I've always been happy,
A long time ago,
I also run around the carousel every day.
A long time ago,
I had such a wonderful childhood dream.
How many years have passed,
Time is reversed.
When I was a child, I always looked out the window in a daze.
Thinking about the future when I grow up.
Watching the leaves turn green year after year,
The pace of running around never stops.
Modern poetry of childhood. The stage of life has passed childhood.
Did you leave a smile in the photo box?
The vast sky is the most beautiful picture.
No matter how big the resentment is, you can put it down here.
I cherish this invitation since I was a child.
Give your heart to nature.
The mileage of life is filled in by volunteers.
The post of life handed in the answer sheet.
Every footprint listens to the call of freedom.
The stage of life experiences childhood.
Grandpa's laughter is reserved for spring.
Birds and flowers are the precipitation of years.
No matter how big the injury is, it is warm here.
Collect this childhood medal.
Pass love through grandma's hand.
The flame of love fills the whole world.
The warm sunshine along the way can be passed down from generation to generation.
Every dream has a bright compliment.
Modern childhood poetry: from 5 years old to middle age
It is necessary to support parents and take care of young children.
I began to like to miss my childhood.
I like to miss my childhood house.
This is the old house.
Raised my whole life.
I like to miss the tree in front of my childhood.
This is the big tree.
Sheltered my whole childhood.
I like rice fields that miss my childhood.
This is the rice field.
It lasted my whole breath.
I like the river that misses my childhood.
This is the river.
Maintains my whole heartbeat.
Modern childhood poems from June to Mid-Autumn Festival
There is heaven on earth, and there is earth on earth.
I began to fear going back to my childhood.
Afraid of going back to my childhood home.
Because in the old room
My mother no longer has bad karma.
Afraid of going back to my childhood yard
Because the tree fell down.
No one will shelter me from the wind and rain anymore.
Afraid of going back to childhood rice fields
Because in the rice fields,
Never see my father's hard work again.
Afraid of returning to the river of childhood
Because by the river
I can't hear my parents calling me home for dinner anymore.
Modern Poetry of Childhood 7 i. Recalling Childhood
I remember when I was a kid,
Cicada poem outside the window.
Chasing butterflies on the way to school,
Think about dragonflies.
Pull out eggs and branches to scare birds,
Fishing in the stream is also late.
Childlike heart still exists,
Who untied the flat head and dyed the silk?
Second, childhood.
In the sunset,
Innocent green. Laughing;
In the snowflake dance,
Pure and flawless hand-in-hand carnival;
When osmanthus plays,
The hand that pursues purity is fragrant in the dust,
In the stream,
There is clear and transparent laughter.
Years evaporate gently like water,
Childhood is like gold, quietly settling.
In the depths of the world,
Childhood is full of light,
Summon from a distance ...
Three. childhood memories
Memories of childhood,
The most beautiful time,
Pistachio nuts on the journey.
Memories of childhood,
The enlightenment of life,
Pure water of the soul.
Some memories,
Time has frozen.
Collected in the warehouse of memory,
Stay in the life projection room.
Appreciate,
Aftertaste.
Fourth, "childhood memories"
It's time for cicadas to sing again.
The schoolbag can be given up temporarily.
In the shade, watching the fun of ants moving.
Looking for coolness
It is the most beautiful comfort in summer.
Dip your feet in the cool stream.
Fantasize about the distant sky
The beauty of the beach and the sea.
Days like that always pass quickly.
Often forget the way home.
Summer night, snuggling up
Grandma's cattail leaf fan, shake it.
Drive the bright moon into a dream
Verb (abbreviation of verb) childhood expectation
How much expectation,
How much I miss it,
Passion burns childhood.
Once you put on your little military uniform,
Spread excitement and joy throughout the campus.
After several beatings,
After several tests,
Hard work is the only way to know what hard work is.
The future is not always Ma Pingchuan,
Ideal is by no means sweet talk.
Some surprises,
Some revelry,
It's sunny after the storm.
The expectation of childhood has finally come true,
Days of our lives won't be far away.
Six, "June, grafting childhood dreams"
Mountains surround green people, and winding streams nourish them.
Far up the cold mountain, in and out of the stone path, deep in the white clouds, grow up.
How much I like this magic pen, Ma Liang.
Now, my daughter's landscape, flowers and birds
Sitting in the public gallery of Heshi Normal University
Childhood dreams, such as water hibiscus, followed by June.
Daily growing, layers of ripples.
Baby, you are a part of your parents' elaborate work.
Boutique, grafted my mother's childhood dream.
Seven, "Our Childhood"
Think back to the machine that bakes popcorn.
Think of my childhood
She ate cream popcorn.
Unlike the popcorn I feared and expected in the explosion.
She plays with colored plasticine.
Unlike the black mud I used to play with.
She is playing with an electric remote control car.
Unlike the bricks and tiles I used to play with.
She plays with dolls.
Unlike my running partner.
She is under the care of her parents, grandparents, etc.
Different from the love and affection I once felt.
In the daughter's laughter
There is no trace of my childhood.
Eight, "The Expectation of Childhood"
How much expectation,
How much I miss it,
Passion burns childhood.
Once you put on your little military uniform,
Spread excitement and joy throughout the campus.
After several beatings,
After several tests,
Hard work is the only way to know what hard work is.
The future is not always Ma Pingchuan,
Ideal is by no means sweet talk.
Some surprises,
Some revelry,
It's sunny after the storm.
The expectation of childhood has finally come true,
Days of our lives won't be far away.