Children's prose poems

Because children's poetry carries the important mission of developing children's thinking, cultivating children's sentiment, enlightening children's language and cultivating children's sense of language, children can gain spirit, strength and inner beauty from poetry. Below I have compiled prose poems about children for you, hoping to help you!

Prose poems about children (1) The spring rain is ticking, ticking and drizzling.

The seed said, "Come down, come down, I'm going to sprout."

The pear tree said, "Come down, come down, I'm going to blossom."

Mai Miao said, "Go down, go down, I want to grow up."

The children said, "Come down, come down, I want to plant melons."

Tick tock, tick tock, it's raining.

Prose poems about children (2) Summer is like a green doll. Quietly, quietly, summer is like a green doll.

Climb and climb everywhere,

Look! He climbed and climbed to add green leaves to the tree;

Look! He climbed and climbed, covering the grape trellis with green gauze;

Here! He climbed and climbed and hung a green coat on the wall.

Haha, it,

It also brings so much sunshine and beautiful flowers to the earth.

Children's Prose Poetry (3) Home The blue sea is the home of coral.

Dark clouds are home to heavy rain;

Deep underground is the home of oil;

Dense forests are the hometown of mushrooms.

Don't forget to go home when the children go to the zoo to play.

if i could fly

If I can fly,

I want to fly to the sky.

Pick a string of dazzling stars,

Hanging on my mother's chest.

If I can fly,

I want to fly to the sky.

A piece of white clouds,

Give it to my teacher and carry it on my shoulder.

If I can fly,

I want to fly to the sky.

The round moon is broken in half,

Use my doll as a cradle.

If I can fly,

I want to fly to the sky.

The golden sunshine filled the basket,

Set a golden border for my motherland.

Prose poems about children (4) "I am a little white snowflake" I am a little white snowflake.

I floated down gently from the high clouds.

I fell off the roof,

Cover the house with shiny silver tiles;

I was covered with branches,

Let the branches bloom pear flowers;

I'm covered in pine and cypress,

Let the full cotton peaches grow on the green branches;

I fell in the wheat field,

Let the wheat field sleep under soft cotton wool;

I fell all over the mountain;

Cover the top of the mountain with beautiful white gauze;

I fell to the ground,

The earth is spotless.

People, welcome me!

I froze the bacteria to death, cleared the plague,

I washed the dust from the air.

I am a little white snowflake,

I floated out of the high clouds lightly. ...