Four poems for Children’s Day 1 [Flower Buds] The colorful and red flowers in the park are blooming so beautifully. There are shadows of children in every gentle smile 2 [Wings] The little long My heart with wings wants to fly to space because the stars in the sky at night are twinkling and tempting. I want to pick a full flower basket and give it to the teacher and children 3 [Excited Eyes] In the noisy days of flowers, June bids farewell to the season of spring breeze one by one. The crystal clear and pure heart is blooming slowly. The emerald green curtain is slowly opening. The little angel with heavy makeup on the stage is babbling and telling the story full of bright colors. The sky is as blue as water. Who is using the moist red handkerchief? Cover your excited eyes 4 The flowers are blooming in the park on Qilu Children's Day, and the laughter is sweet, and the fragrance of June is blowing on your face. Pairs of white ducks swim in the clear water, and pairs of wooden oars paddle the boat. Chang'e envied Children's Day, and the Weaver Girl thought she was too lazy to be an immortal. Dare I ask who is the master of Yaotai? The new buds are blooming in childhood.