Modern Poetry for June 1 Children's Day

In ordinary study, work and life, everyone has collected their favorite poems, right? Poetry shows the art of its language with strong rhythm, wonderful rhyme, refined language, peculiar imagination and rich feelings. Then what kind of poetry is classic? The following is a modern poem for June 1 Children's Day that I have organized for you, just for reference.

You brought me to the mountain fields covered with blue夭

You gathered me whatever I wanted,

Whether it was a mountain flower, whether it was tender grass,

or a stone, a leaf.

You jumped lightly over every ditch,

and the springs left your shadow;

you climbed up every little slope,

as if you were jumping on the ridge of your house.

I heard the chirping of birds,

and saw their colorful wings through the green leafy crevices,

and you told me the names of so many birds,

and sang me the songs of the birds.

I wanted to catch a grasshopper,

the grasshopper immediately pinched in your hand,

you afraid of the grasshopper bite my hand,

busy with a piece of leaf to wrap it up.

I asked you why the tree on the tip of the hill

looked like an old man.

You said because it grows in the cracks of the rocks all the year round;

I asked you

what kind of flower is that, with tears in its eyes,

and you said that it is the blue flower blossom,

which laughs under the sunshine of spring.

Modern Poetry for Children's Day on June 1 2

On the day of the hustle and bustle of the flowers

June bids farewell to the season of spring

The bright and shining

The heart of the unparalleled cleanness blossoms according to the blooming of the heart

The jade-colored curtain opens up

The little angels of the stage in powdered and thickly made-up

The little angels of the stage babbling in a detailed manner

Full of trees The sky is as blue as water

Who covered his eyes with a wet red handkerchief

A modern poem for Children's Day

When I was little, my mother told me

When you grow up, you'll be able to go to a faraway place

You'll have to walk through a long, long road in life

You'll have to step over a million miles

I was looking forward to that time, and I'm sure it's a good one. p> At that time, I was looking forward to ......

I was looking forward to growing up soon

When I grew up, I could go far away like an adult

Walking a long, long way in life

Stepping on thousands of mountains

Childhood

Childhood

Childhood is forever in my memory

Often in my dreams

It's beautiful and warm

It's pure

And joyful

Modern Poetry for Children's Day on June 14

Mom put a beauty spot on her daughter's five year old forehead

And also in her own heart

Thirty years ago today Mom's mom put one on her face

And also in her heart

Thirty years ago today Mom's mom put one on her face

And also in her heart

And also in my heart

And so did Mom's mom. She put one on her forehead

This is the same beauty spot

Mom hid it for thirty years

Her daughter flew down the road at the festival

Mom walked through her daughter's jumping beauty spot

Strings of sugarplums were being sold at the top of their lungs

The bow on her head flew towards the sugarplums

The sugarplums kissed the forehead of the old woman who was holding them. >

It wasn't as fresh as it is now."

The youngest daughter suddenly asked the old woman to bend over

She removed the beauty mole on her forehead and pasted it on the old woman's forehead

and said

"Happy June 1, Grandma!"

Modern Poetry for Children's Day 5

Look at the red scarves

Coming down from the mountains

Chattering

Like a flock of birds

Streams of water gurgling

Children's songs fluttering

Willow fluttering

The homeland's big garden

Flowers of flowers blooming

****productivist successors Successors

Inheriting the glorious tradition of the revolution

Little children

Great China

A few decades later

The pillars of the country

The moon passes through white lotus-like clouds

The evening breeze blows a burst of happy songs

Not forgetting the history

Revitalizing the spirit

The children's day is a time to remember the history of our country. Modern Poetry for Children's Day 6

This holiday

This holiday should be a happy one for flowers

But because of the Wenchuan Earthquake

The rain has been falling since the morning

All day long

It hasn't stopped

The sound of the rain is so painful that it has caused the disaster. >

It hurts the people who survived the disaster on earth

It hurts the parents and children who are still in heaven

It hurts the 1.3 billion people in China ......

The rain

These tears of hurt

These tears of gratitude

This Tears of parting of life and death ah ......

In this holiday season

The oceans and seas ......

Speak of heaven and earth

Breathless heartache and reluctant love... ...

Modern Poetry for Children's Day 7

The face of a good child,

hangs with a flowery smile,

a bright heart,

so transparent that anyone can see it.

In order to help people,

How many times have you given up holiday trips,

With sincerity and passion,

Build a colorful bridge between the heart and the mind.

A good child is the most honest,

never face a set behind the back,

how to think, how to say,

not to what the mountain will be singing what tune.

Good children are the most modest,

like a small lake in the mountains never show off the blue waves,

even if you make a great big thing,

but also always say: "This is the work of everyone!"

Modern Poetry for June 1 Children's Day 8

Today, June 1 Children's Day, are you happy

Outside the windowpane

A flower in the slightly bitter wind

You're in the sea of flowers floating up with the wind

Can you forget me

In life I expect to bring joy

Deeper in the heavens will it bring smiles

Write a letter to a strange lake

Or look at you with affection

From the bottom of the lake you grew

Now I turn my back on you myself

Unmoving

I look up to

You my god

Drowning out the more uttered in my heart

Happy Happy Children's Day

Wang Yanjun

Today,

children

all want to say

Happy Holidays

but

call us what

little ones?

You can't say that!

We're all grown up now

You have to say:

Kids

Let's have fun on Children's Day

Ha ha

Children's Day is fun

Ha ha

You can tell your mom

You don't have to do your homework today

You don't have to go to tutoring classes today

You don't have to go to school today.

Today

All the tutorials are closed

Ha ha

You can tell your mom

Let's go to the park together

We'll go to the movies together

We can go out on the street

To buy a lot of things

And eat a lot of food

It's a happy day.

What a joy

Why can't every day be like this

Every day be Children's Day

We have to tell our moms

Let's make every day Children's Day

Modern Poetry for Children's Day on June 19

Tree grandpa, tree grandma

They're happy from morning to night.

Their children are the most beautiful,

Blue, green, flower, white, red, yellow, brown.

Their children are the most lively,

flying to and fro and singing.

Thousands and thousands of bird-children,

love the tree-godfather and the tree-grandmother the most.

The geese

held a sports meeting in the blue sky,

The geese performed a group exercise:

The row of the word "one",

pen straight;

the row of the word "human",

croaked.

Quack.

All the birds applauded,

and the referee laughed.

The gold medal goes to the geese,

the sky and the ground all applaud!

Peacock

This bird is beautiful,

That bird is beautiful,

No one can compare to the peacock's beauty.

The long feathered plume is like a jewel,

and the roots are like emeralds.

Who does the peacock like?

The little sister in the flower dress.

The peacock opened his screen and sang:

We are both as beautiful as each other!

Ostrich

I'm asking you,

The big ostrich:

You can't fly,

just run;

should call you camel, horse,

not ostrich!

The ostrich said:

I have a pair of bird wings,

of course I am a bird.

That day at the Desert Games,

I spread my wings and raced long distance.

I couldn't catch up with the camels,

and I couldn't compete with the horses.

I've done the birds a favor,

Did you know?

Modern Poetry for Children's Day, June 1 10

I used to ask the wise stars,

I used to ask the kind moon.

How long is the road of dreams;

I used to ask the loving earth,

I used to ask the warm sun.

How long is the road to dreaming?

Childhood is a green leaf,

Childhood is a bud,

Childhood is a blue sky,

Childhood is full of beautiful dreams.

I used to ask the wise stars,

I used to ask the kind moon;

how long is the road of dreams.

I used to ask the loving earth,

I used to ask the warm sun.

How long is the road to dreaming?

Childhood is a green leaf,

Childhood is a bud,

Childhood is a blue sky,

Childhood is full of beautiful dreams.

I used to ask the wise stars,

I used to ask the kind moon;

how long is the road of dreams.

I used to ask the loving earth,

I used to ask the warm sun.

How long is the road to dreaming?

I used to ask the wise stars,

I used to ask the kind moon.

How long is the road to dreaming;

I used to ask the earth for its love,

I used to ask the sun for its warmth.

How long is the road to dreaming?

Childhood is a green leaf,

Childhood is a bud,

Childhood is a blue sky,

Childhood is full of beautiful dreams.

I used to ask the wise stars,

I used to ask the kind moon;

how long is the road of dreams.

I used to ask the loving earth,

I used to ask the warm sun.

How long is the road to dreaming?

Childhood is a green leaf,

Childhood is a bud,

Childhood is a blue sky,

Childhood is full of beautiful dreams.

I used to ask the wise stars,

I used to ask the kind moon;

how long is the road of dreams.

I used to ask the loving earth,

I used to ask the warm sun.

How long is the road to dreaming?

I used to ask the warmth of the sun.