Poetry:
1, the first light rain
The first light rain in spring
Rustle into the green Woods.
I walked alone in the Woods.
My ears are full of many faint
A mysterious and beautiful voice
The green camphor leaves are breathing gently.
Young bamboo shoots emerge silently.
Countless mushrooms are like white umbrellas.
Mom once told us.
Their name is swan fungus.
Larks jump like notes.
Jump from one branch to another.
Their songs are sweet and charming.
Dewdrops glistened and slipped away.
The faint fog is like soft white gauze.
The whole nature is like a piece of music
The forest in spring is the harp of life.
They play wonderful music and poems.
Hit gently, gently
My wonderful 1 1 year-old heart
2. The news of spring
Wind, shaking branches, water, bleaching duck feathers, looking forward to the whole winter, you see, 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.
When I see the first butterfly coming, it will pull 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.
Ah, who is stroking my cheek? Ah, it's green grass that has been drilled around. ...
3、
A song dedicated to the motherland.
autumn wind
Give off a faint fragrance.
Chrysanthemum in frost
Give a piece of wheat straw a season
Kiss the afterglow of the sunset
Love overflows gentle eyes.
Look at the fields calmly.
Passion flies to poetry
Listen to the gurgling of the Yellow River.
A history bearing countless sufferings
Watch the river with high sediment concentration.
How many memories have you accumulated?
In a state of ruin
This is your old face
The hardships of childhood
Left an indelible mark.
Experienced hardships and hardships
Half a century of fighting
A far-reaching and long flow
Footprints of 5,000-year civilization
A long historical process
The heroic waves rolling in the past
The strings of time
Play today's brilliant melody
Motherland, I am proud of you.
When the magnificent huabiao,
Let the tall and straight body be covered with dawn,
When the majestic Tiananmen Square,
Let the clouds meet the rising sun.
The ear of history,
The salute rumbled,
An avalanche of echoes,
It is the echo of the changes in China.
A giant looks down at the world,
A loud voice,
The whole world heard it,
People's Republic of China (PRC) was founded!
When the first five-star red flag Ran Ran was raised,
Flag of victory,
Flying in the wind of the sky,
People looked up,
The whole world saw it,
The people of China have stood up since then!
This period of history embodies greatness,
Indulge in the sunshine in October,
This momentum is full of passion,
A monument stands in the east of the world.
A glorious era,
With strong hands,
He wrote a glorious chapter of the new China,
People proudly pointed out the direction.
Suffering mother,
Wipe the tears from your eyes,
Show your inner joy, be happy sincerely,
The motherland bravely moves towards prosperity.
Praise our history,
There is a myth that Pangu created the world.
Generate the light that shines with life.
Praise our history,
There are four great inventions,
Sow on this barren land.
Praise our history,
With the wisdom of Laozi and Confucius,
The flame of thousands of years of civilization has illuminated us.
Praise our history.