If I were a snowflake,
Where would I fall?
float into the river,
turn into a drop of water,
play with small fish and shrimp?
Float to the square,
Make a snowman,
Looking at you and smiling?
kiss her,
and then melt happily.
......
Daddy's Snoring
is like a small train on the mountain,
it reminds me of,
the beautiful forest.
Dad's snoring,
always intermittent,
makes me worry that the train will go off the track.
eh?
Dad's snoring has stopped.
Has the train arrived?
To Mouse
I like you-
a pair of clever eyes,
pink ears.
I like you even though I love doing bad things.
If I come to your kingdom,
I must ask you to
wash your face, wash your hands, take a bath and brush your teeth.
I also want to teach you,
work by yourself,
don't do things secretly.
I also want to introduce a friend to you,
-
His name is cat.
Actually I am ...
Actually I am a cloud.
When I am floating freely in the sky,
I want to tell you this.
Actually, I am a butterfly.
When I was flying at the tip of a flower,
I saw many insects.
I want to tell you this.
Actually, I am a yellow leaf.
When I fell from the tree and dyed the earth golden,
I want to tell you this.
By Train
Dad took me by train,
When the train started,
things outside the window moved;
The mountain starts to retreat,
The trees also retreat,
The house also retreats ...
Wow! Everything goes backwards.
It's strange and fast.
We don't have to walk.
We arrived in Taipei in one fell swoop.
Auntie Qiu
We
think of Auntie Qiu
think of harvest
I haven't seen Auntie Qiu
but I guess Auntie Qiu's face is
red
chubby
I haven't seen Auntie Qiu
but I guess Auntie Qiu
. >-she filled all the
laundry baskets and sacks with
full particles
heavy fruits
fruits pout
and said:
Kuang Luo is too small
to hold them!
Aunt Qiu
It's very kind of her
She sent us
waves of cool breeze
, which made the
little brothers and grandmothers
in the village
hold a pair of cattail leaf fans
and put them away
Aunt Qiu
to show off.
I want to fly and throw it into the sky.
I must trap the huge moon.
The next day, if there is no moon in the sky,
you can think like this:
I have caught my prey, and
I put it in a net to catch the moon.
In case the moon is still shining,
Take a look below, and you will see clearly,
I am swinging freely in the sky, but the prey in the net is a star.
Moliis Kareem (1899-1978) was a Belgian poet. He has published more than 5 poems in his life and won many literary awards. In 1972, he was awarded the title of "Patriarch of Poetry" in Paris. His main works include poetry collection Mother (1935), Magic Lamp (1947), The Most Lovely Man (1967) and so on.
I learn to write
When I learn to write "little sheep",
all of a sudden, trees, houses, fences,
everything I see with my eyes,
bends up like wool.
When I took a pen and wrote "River" in my little exercise book,
there was a splash in front of my eyes, and
a palace rose from the bottom of the water.
When my pen writes "Grass",
I see bees busy among the flowers,
Two butterflies are dancing,
I can wave them all into the net.
If I write "My Dad",
I want to sing and dance a few times at once.
I am the tallest and in the best health.
I can do everything well.
My Kite
Take me, my kite,
Take me to the blue sky quickly!
I want to fly in the sky,
I want to hover in the sky,
I want to fly like a bird,
I want to fly across the sea, across the ocean.
Take me, my kite,
Take me to the blue sky quickly!
See how great the world is in the sky,
See how good the children all over the world are,
I want to hold hands with them,
I want to laugh with them.
Take me, my kite,
Take me to the blue sky quickly!
"Kindness"
If there is only one apple,
it must be loaded with baskets that are not enough for everyone.
if there is only one apple tree,
the branches on which the apples hang must cover less than one garden.
However, if a person shares
the goodness of his heart with everyone,
there will be bright light everywhere,
just like sweet fruit hanging in the orchard
Mom
I must say it,
say the gratitude you gave me
.
You give me so many trees I like,
You give me so many birds I like,
You give me so many stars with open petals,
You give me so many words for writing poems and songs,
You give me so many hearts that are open to me,
You give me so many girls with sweet voices,
You give me so much to offer.
Lvyuan (middle): See the new poetry library for introduction.
When I was a child
When I was a child
I couldn't read,
My mother was the library.
I read my mother-
One day,
the world is peaceful:
People can fly ...
Wheat comes out of the snow ...
Money is useless ...
Gold is used to make bricks for houses,
banknotes are used to paste paper owls,
.
Jimmy (middle): Taiwan Province comic book author. His poems for comic books are very interesting.
role exchange
it is said that the role is exchanged.
today, you will be the father and I will be the baby.
You pushed me into the park, and I bit my nipple and looked innocent.
I'm crying and you're cursing.
passers-by still admire your cuteness and condemn my absurdity.
They forgot our agreement.
Today I am the baby and you are the father.
The Snail Yang calls
I walk with my little house on my back,
I climb trees with my little house on my back,
slowly,
unhurried and unhurried
I travel with my little house on my back,
I visit everywhere,
I visit the sun kissing flowers and grass <
Milne (1882-1956) is a famous British playwright, novelist, fairy tale writer and children's poet. Graduated from Cambridge University, England. The main fairy tales in my life are Winnie the Bear. Pu (1926), Pujiao Cabin (1928), etc. Children's poetry collection "When we were very young" (1924), "We are 6 years old" (1927) and so on. Light comedy "Mr. Pim has passed" and "Michael and Mary"; Children's drama "Illusion". In addition, there are detective stories such as The Secret of the Red House.
Milne
My two raindrops
are waiting on the glass.
I'm waiting to see them.
Which race won the championship.
Two raindrops are two names.
One is John and the other is James.
James made the first move.
My heart hoped it would lose.
why is John still waiting?
my heart wants it to win.
James runs slowly,
John seems to stop him.
John finally started running, and
James stepped up again.
John rushed down the window and ran away.
James' speed was slowing down again.
James, it touched a little gray,
John followed closely.
can John catch up?
(James can block the way for the ash. (
John ran after it.
(James is talking with a fly. )
here comes John, first place!
look, the sun is shining on the window!
Jump
A robin has gone.
Jump, jump, jump, jump.
Anyway, I will tell it:
Don't jump and jump when walking. It
says it can't stop jumping.
If it stops jumping,
it can't go anywhere.
lovely robin,
then you can't go anywhere. . . . . .
That's why it always jumps, jumps, jumps,
jumps,
jumps,
jumps,
jumps.
armored knight
I'm an armored knight
I fasten my armor tightly
Then I look around
I love to rush to help my comrades
I love to go to the devil's lair to rescue my comrades
This requires a fierce fight with the demons
Sometimes the battle has just begun
I. . . . . .
However, I think I can never fail
After all, they are demons and I am an armored knight
The Wind on the Hill
No one knows,
No one can tell me:
Where does the wind come from and
Where does it go?
It comes from somewhere,
With its fastest speed,
I can't keep it,
I can't keep up with it even if I run hard!
If I let go
the rope tied to the kite,
then the kite will float with the wind
for a day and a night.
I'm going to look for the kite,
and see which hillside it lands on;
I know that's where the wind
once left its feet.
So I can tell you:
Where has the wind been?
But where did the wind come from?
No one can say clearly. . . . . .
I like you, Fox
Author: Gao Hongbo
You are a little fox
Smart and calculating,
Cheating meat from crows
What a lovely idea!
It serves you right. Crows love singing.
Quack quack boasting!
Besides, he stole the meat.
You can eat it with him.
Maybe if you eat this meat,
it will become extremely beautiful!
The tail sweeps across the green grass like a red flame
The wind.
I like you, Fox.
Your cunning is witty, and
Your deception is interesting.
No matter what adults say,
I like you.
Almost
Author: Cong Cong
He usually has a colloquial saying:
"Almost, it doesn't matter ..."
He likes to eat and leave the bottom of the bowl,
Grandma says he likes to ignore:
"Almost,
He didn't get there until the bus started:
"Almost,
Never mind ..."
Ah, he grew up in the blink of an eye,
and finally became an engineer.
When he came to the automatic restaurant,
he wanted to eat "rabbit meat", but it was written as "meat-free".
As a result, the robot delivered the rice and
asked him to eat a vegetarian meal.
almost, it doesn't matter!
He came to the construction site with drawings,
wrote 1.5 meters as 15 meters,
poof! As a result, the window next to the door of the building was < P > built from the first floor to the sixth floor;
almost, it doesn't matter!
He flew to a planet for investigation.
He should leave there by spaceship on time.
As a result, he was still late.
The spaceship left him there alone ...
Almost, never mind!
Maybe this story is not accurate enough.
Ah, I hope it is not true.
After the Rain
Author: Bing Xin
The green treetops are shining with golden light,
The square has become an ocean!
A group of barefoot children in the water are
as happy as gods.
My little brother stepped on the water hard,
How high did the water flowers splash?
He shouted, "Sister, be careful, slip!"
when he said that, he slipped!
He patted his muddy pants, and
he said, "Oops-oops!"
But his red and happy face,
radiates excitement and pride.
My little sister pursed two stubby pigtails, and
followed the muddy pants closely.
She bit her lip,
lifted her skirt,
ran lightly and carefully,
but in her heart, she wished she
had such a good fall!
June 23, 1959
Rain —— Jin Bo
Outside the window,
it has started to rain.
But, Mom,
Don't stop me,
I want to go in the rain.
I put on a straw hat.
I ran into the rain.
I become an umbrella.
Umbrella flies in the wind and rain,
It provides shelter for pedestrians without umbrella.
When the rain stopped,
I flew away again,
into the green forest after the rain.
Mom, maybe you have lost your daughter.
You are in a hurry.
You are afraid that I will get wet in the rain.
You run into the street,
Ask the wind after the rain,
Ask the rainbow in the sky,
Ask everyone:
My daughter, where is she?
When you come to the forest,
ask the birds,
ask the flowers,
ask the raindrops dripping on the leaves:
My daughter, where is she?
They all said,
That's a naughty little girl.
She's playing hide-and-seek with us again.
Who knows where she will hide!
after the rain.
in the forest.
mushrooms are spilled all over the floor.
they like playing games after rain best.
Mom, when you reach out and just want to pick the whitest one,