Jin Bo is an original poet who has been active in children's poetry circles in China for a long time. He was born in Beijing on 1 935. 1956 began to write lyrics when he was still in high school. 1957 entered the Chinese Department of Beijing Normal University, the predecessor of the First Normal University. After graduation, I stayed in the Chinese Department to teach writing, and then I went to the Music Department to teach lyrics. In the past 50 years, Jin Bo has dedicated more than 20 books of poetry, more than 65,438+0,000 poems, and hundreds of essays, fairy tales and literary reviews. For young readers. He also wrote hundreds of lyrics, such as Diligence is our heirloom, Little Red Flower and Friendship Song of the Young Pioneers, which were widely sung. His works have won dozens of national awards such as the National Book Award, the "Five One Project" One Good Book Award, the National Excellent Children's Literature Award of the Chinese Writers Association, the Soong Ching Ling Children's Literature Award, and the Bing Xin Children's Book Award. 1992 was nominated by the International Andersen Prize. Jin Bo's works are ingenious in conception, brilliant in literary talent, full of life flavor and children's interest; His works have a unique artistic style, full of emotion and aesthetic education. Qiao Yu is a famous poet and playwright in China. He once praised his work "Clear as spring water, birds in Wan Ru". Jin Bo often said, "Hope is in the future, hope is in children, but the responsibility of cultivating children is today, in our generation. He often helps young readers all over the country to correct their homework, answer letters one by one, help them solve problems, buy books for them and send them to the post office again and again. After retirement, he was busier than when he was teaching: 200 1, cooperated with Beijing Xicheng District Youth Library to set up Qingqingcao Literature Society to teach children who love literature; Mobilize other writers to donate children's literature stacks for children; Give classes to parents of students and tell them how to cultivate their children's reading habits ... He also plans to write and publish a history of children's literature in Beijing in one or two years. The drizzle is like fog, the drizzle is like yarn, the trees in the distance are fascinated, and the flowers in the vicinity are fascinated. My home is also in the drizzle, red wall. There are green tiles and a new fence. It's still raining in Mao Mao, so you can't cover the small window? Flying out, the dripping spring rain is as expensive as oil, green wheat seedlings and red peach blossoms. " The news of spring "The wind moved the branches and bleached the ducks' feathers. I look forward to the whole winter. Look, spring is coming! Let's put on spring clothes, like a bird with new feathers, flying over the Woods and hills, full of spring laughter. Seeing the first butterfly flying, it pulled my feet; I grabbed it happily and released it lovingly. I couldn't help jumping for joy when I saw the first daisy in full bloom. Xiaohua, do you still recognize me? Look how big I've grown! Come to the branch that fell last year and wait for it to spit out new green shoots; Then wake up the sleeping stream, listen to it sing and run with you. Tired from walking, I lay on the field with the bright sunshine above my head. Who scratched my cheek? Ah, there is green grass around me ... In fact, I am a fish. Jinbo is as silent as a fish, too fond to speak. Water holds it, as soft as silk and as soft as a song. The fish opens its mouth and spits out silent words. Every word is like a pearl. In order to enjoy silent love, the fish is silent in the water. If I were a snowflake, where would I fall? Where are you going? Drift into the river, turn into a drop of water, and play with small fish and shrimp? Float to the square, make a fat snowman and smile at you? I threw myself on my mother's face, kissed her, and then melted happily.
Actually, I am a fish. Jinbo is as silent as a fish, too fond to speak. Water holds it, as soft as silk and as soft as a song. The fish opens its mouth and spits out silent words. Every word is like a pearl. In order to enjoy silent love, the fish is silent in the water. "If I were a snowflake" Jin Bo If I were a snowflake, where would I fall? Drift into the river, turn into a drop of water, and play with small fish and shrimp? Float to the square, make a fat snowman and smile at you? I threw myself on my mother's face, kissed her, and then melted happily.
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