Modern Primary School Poetry 1 Wheel of Time
Time flies,
Time flies.
The sea of clouds is foggy,
Jiang Chun old year.
The sea and the night,
transitory
I don't know when,
On the old tree in front of the door,
There is also an annual ring.
On a certain day in a month,
We are getting old.
Maybe,
In the future,
Will be full of beards;
Maybe,
In the future,
Can stand on crutches;
Maybe,
In the future,
Will be weather-beaten;
Maybe,
In the future,
It will be a candle in the wind;
Maybe,
In the future,
Will be in vain;
Maybe,
In the future,
It will be full of snow;
Maybe,
In the future,
Will be terminally ill;
Maybe,
In the future,
Yes,
go to sleep peacefully
Time flies,
Time flies.
Can't move anymore,
Gently touch the rings that have been circled many times,
I smiled
Modern Primary School Poetry 2 "Yellow Croaker"
Amazing lawlessness
assent and consent
Handprints are hope.
A Grenade about to explode
Two roads
Hold a competition
Reported a lifetime of suffering
Worried about hunger and cold for a lifetime.
A real man has the courage to accept the consequences of his actions.
Stubborn farmland
It's not just you and me that are shocked.
But a world.
Can solve food and clothing
Money that can go global.
Radial
silent
Who can go ahead, the white cat or the black cat?
Stopped prosperity after prosperity.
Finally broke out.
The cultivator has the pride of the cultivator.
Modern primary school poem 3 "Spring Rain"
Continuous spring rain
Over a big dragonfly
Who is he?
He's China!
Thousands of years ago
He is still sleeping.
But now,
He has left China.
He wants to use his charm.
Shook the world! ! !
We Chinese sons and daughters should be "China" for our motherland.
Come on, come on!
Our 56 ethnic groups
Will shout for him
Proud to shout:
Motherland, Motherland, I love you!
Modern Primary School Poetry 4 "Motherland"
You have to ask me, what is the motherland?
I'm glad to tell you:
Swallow's motherland is its mud nest, how persistent it is to come back every spring;
The ant's motherland is its nest, and it rarely takes a break every day to move soil and transport grain;
Fruit's motherland is its flower, and singing loudly is not tiring at all;
The motherland of a bee is its hive, and no one can take away the sweetness of brewing!
You have to ask me, who is my motherland?
I will proudly tell you:
The name of my motherland is China,
It has a long history and a vast territory.
The Yangtze River, the Great Wall, Huangshan Mountain and Yellow River,
Fifty-six nationalities, many celebrities!
I also want to tell you loudly:
My fairy tales also have my motherland and my heart!
Modern Primary School Poetry 5 "Faithful Audience"
Happy moped
Depart from Macheng in the evening
Listen to the noise of the city
Extraordinary performance
Sunshine full of love
According to the content of the program
I am speechless.
No further delay is allowed.
Create a century-old shop
Arrive at Songbu in the evening
I hear bright eyes like water.
In my late autumn.
Primary school modern poem 6 "Happy June 1"
Today is a unique day.
This is our children's festival.
Is our happiness.
Our happiness is simple.
We don't ask much.
We just want a sweet and sour lollipop.
Just a little candy.
Just go to the amusement park.
Or a blessing.
Or something I've always wanted
Where is our happiness?
Our happiness lies in Grimm's fairy tales.
Our happiness lies in Andersen's fairy tales.
Among the glittering little stars
Soft and sweet cotton candy
In the delicious cake.
On a silky cake
In the paper plane
Let's laugh together
Let's play together.
Let's fly happily together.
Fly happy balloons.
Let the balloon fly to the blue sky happily.
Because we believe that angels will be around us.
Let the smile fly with the wind
This is our festival.
We will tell you about Grimm's fairy tales and Andersen's fairy tales.
I want to fly and play with the stars.
Go to the blue sky
Go there to find the dream in our hearts.
The sun said, have fun.
Laugh, laugh heartily, said the breeze.
Be happy, let your happiness be fixed here, said the angel.
You are an angel.
You are lovely angels.
You are good angels.
You are an angel who spreads smiles.
You are happy angels.
Let's start from now on
Be a little angel
Spread the seeds of hope and beauty
We began to be happy little angels.
Modern primary school poem 7 "If"
If I had a magic pen of Ma Liang.
I want to give the cold winter
Draw a red sun
Let the children in winter
It can be like summer.
Not in the cold winter
Trembling with cold.
If I had a magic pen of Ma Liang.
I want to give it to my mother.
Draw an automatic scooter
When will I be late?
Just plug in the key.
The car will drive automatically.
After sending me away, it will go back by itself.
If I had one
Ma Liang's magic pen
I want to give it to the lively bunny.
Draw a lot of delicious radishes.
Primary school modern poem 8 "Spring Rain"
It is raining spring rain.
Dead trees grow new branches.
Buds burst through the ground.
Flowers are blooming everywhere.
(early) morning
I carry a schoolbag on my back.
Walking with a song
On the way to school
spring rain
Say it and come down.
frog
Drill a mud hole
Jumping around, singing and dancing
swallow
Fly in from the north
Fly close to the earth and coil
farmer
The fields are busy with spring ploughing.
Youlitian
We have to send fertilizer.
Sowing ...
Ah! spring rain
Where is your rain?
You are obviously the milk of a loving mother.
Water the earth
earth
Because of you.
Full of energy.
farmer
Because of you.
See the hope of a bumper harvest
Ah! I want to be a drop of rain.
Mixed in the continuous spring rain
Send to the bud
In each cell,
Let the bud grow into a towering tree
Grow into a pillar of the country
Modern primary school poem 9 "News of Summer"
The wind has cooked the wheat in the field.
Rain, dyed the plum blossoms on the tree,
Spent the spring in song and dance,
Ushered in a hot summer day.
Let's put on short sleeves,
Like a chicken that has lost its feathers,
Across the stream, across the field,
Summer laughter is everywhere.
Hearing the cicada's first cry,
It brings jumping notes to our school,
We sang along happily.
Seeing the first lotus flower showing its sharp horns,
I couldn't help jumping for joy,
Xiao He Xiao He, do you recognize me?
How much do you think I've grown taller and fatter?
Come to the garden full of flowers,
Waiting for it to bear sweet fruit,
In order to wake up the sleeping rose,
Watch it open and dance with it.
Tired of jumping, I lay on the lawn.
There is a bright sunshine overhead,
Who suddenly woke up my good dream?
Ah! It turns out that the little dragonfly is joking with me.
Modern Primary School Poetry 10 "Great Mom"
Who gave us life?
Who gave us warmth?
Who gave us happiness?
That's you—
Great mother!
In the gentle wind,
White clouds lingering, leisurely chasing,
That's because there is a warm home under the blue sky;
In the drizzle,
Tree buds thrive,
That's because of the rush of green hills and spring rain;
Flowers are colorful,
That's because the green leaves set it off;
The stream sings happily, because the earth provides an inexhaustible source.
Ah! Dear mother:
It is your love that gave birth to us;
This is your business,
Accompanied by our spring, summer, autumn and winter;
We vaguely remember,
Pull the quilt corners for us,
How many times, in the middle of the night,
Hide my bare feet in the quilt.
Ah! Dear mother:
Every afternoon,
There is always a familiar figure at the school gate;
Every night,
You guide me in the light.
One hundred and sixty-five days and nights,
365 solicitations,
Yes, it's you, mom!
Ignite the hope in my heart,
Raise my sail.
Mom,
I'm your daughter,
My enterprising heart,
Burning because of you,
Fly because of you.
Mom,
Please accept our sincere greetings,
An inch of grass is willing to report three spring times.
Modern Poetry in Primary Schools 1 1 Graduation Season
July of dandelion
This summer,
We have to say goodbye after all.
For six years,
Neither too long nor too short:
Looking back,
The excitement of entering primary school in grade one,
So far,
In the sixth grade, I reluctantly bid farewell to primary school.
It's only been a few months.
For six years,
Every grass and tree in primary school,
Our bit by bit.
Once,
We sneaked into the canteen during a club activity;
Once,
When physical education class ran, we were lazy together.
Once,
After class, let's chat easily;
Once,
In class, we discussed what to watch. ......
These,
This is an episode in our primary school memory.
Just like bitter coffee, it is faint and full of deep memories. ......
For six years,
Keep a sincere friendship.
Remember,
We share a pack of snacks together;
Remember,
When I get carsick, my colleagues around me take care of me;
Remember,
When you don't do well in the exam, you have the comfort of your classmates;
This friendship,
It has been imprinted on our hearts,
Time can't stay, and time can't be washed away. ......
Every corner of my alma mater,
Cherish our bodies,
Full of our fantasies,
Let's never forget.
Goodbye,
Our primary school memories,
Goodbye,
July of dandelion.
Modern Primary School Poetry 12 "If Love"
If love,
Don't say sorry.
If love,
Don't be indifferent.
It was not easy to meet you,
Losing you will make you cry.
We do everything possible,
We turned a thousand times.
It didn't rain,
It makes people feel a little wronged.
Don't want to be silent,
Don't want to toss and turn
Love is not a play,
But you need a screenwriter.
At the beginning of the story,
Everyone wants an ending.
The four seasons of love,
It's sunny and rainy.
The road to love,
There are joys and sorrows.
Love needs no hesitation,
Love needs to persist until the end.
Without breaking your heart,
How can you feel the earth moving?
There's no point in continuing,
Stop and go with the wind.
As long as you put your heart and soul into it,
Don't take part in accidental amusement.
In the sea of people,
Sometimes it comes and goes.
In the world of mortals,
Who is whose who?
Not afraid of loneliness,
I'm afraid of silence inside.
Not afraid of Wan Li,
I'm afraid of giving up halfway.
If love,
Be brave together.
If love,
We will never be apart.
Modern Poetry in Primary School 13 "This feeling is really good"
Time flies,
Why is the final term coming soon?
Jingle bell,
The alarm clock woke me up from my sleep,
The birdsong outside the window tells the freshness of the morning.
Open the textbook,
Facing the morning breeze,
I quickly remembered the words and texts.
Unconsciously, I seem to have entered a paradise of wisdom.
This feeling is really good!
In class, put up my two little ears,
Listen carefully, think carefully,
Ah, that's the problem.
However, why didn't I understand it with my heart before?
It feels good to suddenly find and understand!
After thinking about it, I want to tell my classmates,
Learning to listen is very important,
Knowledge nourishes the soul.
Learning to question is the key,
Ask questions in time.
I have learned knowledge, and I am also very confused.
Make up with an open mind.
Review and consolidate, solid and firm.
Meet the exam with confidence.
In the future, I will redouble my efforts.
Be aggressive and race against time.
At the same time, I really understand:
"Time is like water in a sponge. As long as you are willing to squeeze, there will always be. "
The true meaning of this famous philosophical saying.
This feeling is really good!
Modern Primary School Poetry 14 Colorful Dreams
I have a colorful dream,
Some are long, some are short, some are thick,
They sleep on the bookshelf, take them out,
Is to tell fairy tales on paper.
Where you see, large fields are green;
The big pear flower is white;
A large area of rape blossoms, yellow, yellow hair bright!
In the clear pond,
The lotus leaf is next to the shoulder.
Ask the frogs to leave their songs.
Inside the pond, a group of gray-black tadpoles swam out, small and black.
My coloring book is an angel in the pond.
My colorful dreams, with flowers and songs of the four seasons,
In spring, pomegranate flowers bloom in the wind. ...
Modern Primary School Poetry 15 "Song of the Future"
We are the hope of the motherland's future,
We are also the pillars of the future of the motherland.
* * * The producer escorted us,
With the production party, we are happy and healthy.
For the rise of the motherland and the orient of the nation,
We love learning and make progress every day;
For the prosperity and glory of the motherland,
We are hardworking, brave and grow up healthily;
For the responsibility of the motherland,
Our predecessor Lei Feng is our role model.
We are the hope of the motherland's future,
We are also the pillars of the future of the motherland.
* * * The production party is the golden sunshine,
We spread our wings and fly against the sun.
For the rise of the motherland and the orient of the nation,
We will rush out of the storm and cross the huge waves;
For the prosperity and glory of the motherland,
We must bravely climb to the top and look around;
For the responsibility of the motherland,
We carry forward traditional virtues everywhere!
Modern Primary School Poetry 16 "The Wind"
No one has seen the wind,
Needless to say, you and me.
When the sand floated into my eyes,
I know the wind is causing trouble.
No one has seen the wind,
Needless to say, you and me.
When the newspaper rustles,
I know the lively wind is coming to read the newspaper.
No one has seen the wind,
Needless to say, you and me.
When the flowers are swaying everywhere,
I know the happy wind is coming to enjoy the flowers.
No one has seen the wind,
Needless to say, you and me.
When the hair floats,
I know the cunning wind is coming to comb my hair.
Primary School Modern Poetry 17 "Who is Flying"
Who is flying,
Who is flying,
It's a plane flying in the sky.
Flying from east to west,
Flying from north to south,
Fly faster and higher.
Who is flying,
Who is flying,
Kites fly in the sky.
Fly from right to left,
Fly from the bottom to the top,
Fly faster and better.
Who is flying,
Who is flying,
Thick ink flies.
Fly here,
Fly there,
Fly to everyone's heart.
Who is flying,
Who is flying,
It's my mind flying.
From dream to reality,
Flying from the earth to the moon,
Fly to the boundless world.