Poetry suitable for reciting on June 1 Children's Day

Our Festival

What kind of day is this, every year - we look forward to you fondly (A)

What kind of moment is this, every year - we look forward to you warmly (B)

June 1, cast into how many of our childhood codes.

June 1, cast into how many of our childhood code;

June 1, aroused how many of our young rise.

We came from the Himalayas with an innocent heart. (A)

We came from the Yellow River and Yangtze River, with a surging heart. (B)

We come from the end of the world with a longing heart. (C)

Feet on the solid road, mouth with the coconut juice of the South China Sea,

Eyes swept over the fields of hope, hands high in the Songming of Jinggang!

Hold a handful of soil of the motherland, that is our hot love;

Shouted a motherland ah you morning, pouring out our bold loyalty.

We are a row of little poplars, we grow with the dawn; (girls)

We are a group of little good men, we are the sun in the East! (Boys)

Today is our holiday; (A)

Today, we're going to sing to our heart's content--(B)

Singing of the performance of our forefathers, singing of the happy time,

Singing of the

Oh, why - to release the white doves? (A)

The dove whistles soothingly, singing the song of peace across the clear blue sky.

Oh, why - hold out the gorgeous flowers? (B)

O enchanting and fragrant fragrance, send the melody of friendship to the boundless four directions.

Oh, why - again - sing so indulgently? (C)

Sing of the joyous June 1, sing of the hope of the motherland:

We are a row of little poplars, rising and growing in the yellow earth! (Boys)

We are a group of little good guys, running and singing along the coastline! (Girls)

We are a little sun, rising and running in the east of the earth!

O motherland - please accept our oath: (A)

The traditions of the past, we will inherit;

Today's fairy tale, we will paint;

The rainbow of tomorrow, we will create. We will create:

Creating another piece of rising hope,

Creating another beautiful sun,

Creating another round of brand new childhood!

June 1 Children's Day (Modern Prose Poem)

Today is the June 1 International Children's Day

Hardworking gardener's angel's wings

Tailored to fit the child draped in

Seven-colored A fantastic holiday dress.

Create a crystal dazzling child's heart

Today is the world's children's day

We bring a child's heart

Feel the children's joyful dreams

The playground is covered with red carpet

The beautiful and pleasant sound of the children's dreams

The children are in a state of shock.

The children are singing and dancing

Flying in the sky of free dreams

Dear Parents, Praise for June 1

This is the testimony of our **** together

Such wonders and dreams today!

Childhood is such an innocent time

The season of colorful flowers

With the earth as the stage and the teacher as the backdrop

The children use their innocent hearts to express the beauty of their inner worlds like a dream

The world is so dreamlike that we can see it in our minds.

On this special day of June 1

I write a sincere blessing for the children

You are the flowers of the motherland

The sun that will lift the sky tomorrow

On this special day of June 1

The birds sing a song of joy and happiness.

The birds are singing and laughing

Standing on the branches of the beautiful campus

Dreams set sail on this stage of growth

To the happy children

Early in the morning, we fly a flock of doves

We fly a flock of doves

The morning of June 1 is a special day for us.

We release a flock of doves

On the morning of June 1, Children's Day

The morning light of the rising sun

shines through

Countless transparent hearts and voices

The doves that have spread their wings and fly high

The doves that have spread their wings and fly high

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Carrying away

All our

Blessed ideals hopes and aspirations!

Pigeon whistles

ringing over the five-star red flag

Over the rising campus

We salute to the solemn flag

Top salute

The blood and lives of the outstanding Chinese sons and daughters

The red color of the national flag

has also won

the sovereignty and respect that a nation and a country should have

The belief that the motherland is above all

has been embedded in our hearts and minds

The blood and lives of the outstanding Chinese soldiers and men

have been stained with the blood of the Chinese people and the blood of the Chinese women and men.

In the red of the red scarf on our chests

The soul of the nation

has been reborn

A string of singing white clouds

In the clear sky

We are like the white clouds in the sky

We are like the white clouds in the sky

We are like the white clouds in the sky.

We are like saplings and flowers

Growing up in the warm embrace of our motherland

In the bright classrooms

We are nourished by knowledge

On the bustling playground

We fly in the air of childhood.

We let fly our childhood moods

In the strange network

We practiced our high-tech skills

In our childish fantasies

We

We went up to Venus and Mercury time and time again

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