Sun Nu Children s Poems, Children s Poems

Li Shasha's cousin is tall.

Li Shasha's cousin can drive a car.

Li Shasha's cousin liked me very much.

Li Shasha's cousin is a police officer.

Pipsqueak, do you hear me?

Li Shasha's cousin is a police officer.

Give me back the hairpin.

You and I are in the flower season.

So short-lived. The rainy season is so long.

Waiting for the flowering season after the rainy season.

Modern Poetry I am a bird.

1. "Flowers in May" Flowers in May bloom all over the wilderness, and flowers cover the blood of the heroes. In order to save this dying nation They have fought tenaciously and never stop Now the Northeast has been in ruin for four years We are suffering in pain every day Losing our freedom and losing our jobs Humiliating the relentless whip The enemy's iron hooves crossed the Great Wall The land of the Central Plains is still singing and dancing "Goodwill and good-neighborliness" despicable surrender Forget the country and forget us I can no longer hold back this full of anger We look forward to this roar The roar startles this unfortunate group The oppressed people wave their fists together 2. "Guerrilla Song" He Luting lyrics and songs We're all sharpshooters, every bullet kills an enemy, we're all flying troops, even if the mountains are high and the water is deep, in the dense woods, there are comrades' camps everywhere, and on the high hills, there are countless of our good brothers. There is no food, no clothing, we have the enemy, no guns, no cannons, the enemy makes us.

We grew up here Every inch of land is our own No matter who wants to occupy it, we will fight with him to the end 3, "Graduation Song" Tian Hanci, Nie Erqu Students, get up and take on the rise and fall of the world Listen to it The ears are full of the public's sorrow Look at the fall of the land year by year Do we choose "war" or "surrender" We want to be masters to die on the battlefield We don't want to be slaves and rise to the top We are the fragrance of peach and plum today Tomorrow we are the pillars of society We are a string song today Tomorrow we will set off a huge wave of national self-help The huge waves and huge waves continue to grow Students, students, quickly take out the strength to take on the rise and fall of the world 4, "Defending the Yellow River" Guang Weiran Words Xian Xinghai Song The wind is roaring, the horse is roaring, the Yellow River is roaring, the Yellow River is roaring. Hexi Hills are thousands of feet high, Hedong and Hebei sorghum are ripe. There are really a lot of anti-Japanese heroes in the green gauze tent, and the guerrillas are heroic and heroic, holding up foreign guns and earth cannons, and waving broadswords and spears.

Defend the hometown, defend the Yellow River, defend North China, defend New China 5, "I Love This Land" Ai Qing If I were a bird, I should also sing with a hoarse throat This storm-stricken land This river of grief and indignation that will always surging us This angry wind that blows endlessly And the incomparably gentle dawn from the forest? — And then I died, and even my feathers rotted in the ground. Why do I always have tears in my eyes Because I love this land so much 6. "If We Don't Go to War" In the Fields If We Don't Go to War The enemy kills us with a bayonet And points to our bones and says, "Look, this is a slave."

Original text: Peers agreed to self-vote, and the group became a pillar to stop the middle stream.

Translation: Like-minded friends are like-minded and unite to form the mainstay of the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, and it is our common cause to eliminate Japanese invaders.

Original text: Kunming air battle miracle tree, Chongqing fierce soldiers.

Translation: The air battle in Kunming has set up great meritorious achievements, and the morale of the soldiers in Chongqing is high.

Original text: The barren fields are all over the wilderness, the white dew is everywhere, the wildfires are raging, and the enemy base is frequently frightened.

The grass is withered, the gold is windy, the frost is not burning, and the soldiers are enthusiastic to break through the ten thousand mountains of Xing'an.

Struggle! The heavy responsibility is on the shoulders, breaking through the blockade, breaking the siege, the dawn is coming, and the darkness is over.

Original text: I am willing to share weal and butter with the people, and swear to work hard to strengthen China.

Translation: We are willing to go through hardships with the people and swear blood to defend the land of China.

Original text: Behind enemy lines, the three divisions can solve the country's worries.

Translation: The plan is to strike at the enemy's grand ambitions, and the navy, land and air force can relieve the country's worries.

1. Seven songs from the military, the fourth.

Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling.

Qinghai Changyun dark snow mountain, lonely city looking at Yumen Pass.

The yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will not be returned if it is not broken.

Translation: The Qinghai Lake is covered with dark clouds, and the snow-capped mountains are gloomy. The ancient city of Biansai, the Yumen Xiongguan, thousands of miles away, looking at each other from afar. Soldiers guarding the border, experienced in a hundred battles, armor worn through, undestructible ambition, not to defeat the invading enemy, vowing not to return to their hometown.

2. Shi'er. Song Dynasty: Lu You.

The dead Yuan knows that everything is empty, but the sorrow is not the same as Kyushu.

Wang Shi set the Central Plains Day in the north, and the family sacrifice did not forget to tell Naiweng.

I knew that when I died, everything in the world would have nothing to do with me; But the only thing that saddened me was that I was not able to see the reunification of the motherland with my own eyes.

Therefore, when the day comes, when the Great Song army recovers the lost territory of the Central Plains, you will hold a family sacrifice, and don't forget to tell me the good news!

3. One of the two heads.

Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling.

In the Qin period, the bright moon and the Han period, the Long March has not been returned.

But to make the dragon city fly will not teach Humadu Yin Mountain.

The translation is still the bright moon and border passes of the Qin and Han dynasties, guarding the border and defending against the enemy, and the fierce battle for thousands of miles has not returned. If Wei Qing, the flying general of Dragon City, is still there now, the Huns will never be allowed to go south to herd horses to pass through Yin Mountain.

4. Poetry of righteousness.

Ming Dynasty: Yang Jisheng.

The spirit is still too empty, and Dan's heart is eternal.

The life has not been reported to the country, and it is left as a loyal soul.

Translation: I was born for Haoran righteousness, only for the country to die, Haoqi should be returned to space, although I will die, but the heart of Dan can live forever, can shine on future generations for thousands of generations. In his life, he had the heart to serve the country, but he failed to serve the country and left regrets, leaving a loyal soul as a ghost, and he still had to compensate for the country's harm and killing the enemy.

5. From the military line, the second.

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai.

The battlefield of a hundred battles is shattered in iron clothes, and the south of the city has been encircled.

The raid battalion shot and killed General Huyan, and led the remnants of the army to return with thousands of horses.

The iron armor of the translation has been shattered after a hundred battles, and the south of the city is surrounded by enemies. Broke into the camp, shot General Huyan, and led the remnants of the army to return alone.

My previous feelings.

It's still as bright as the sun.

But as soon as I see you.

The sun turned into a haze.

My previous state of mind.

It's as calm as autumn water.

But as soon as I met you.

The autumn water also rippled.

I asked myself. What's going on.

Why as soon as I saw you.

I was inexplicably miserable.

I've hinted at myself many times.

I'm not in love with you.

It's impossible to fall in love with you.

Because my heart is already in turmoil and 、、、

But your figure always appears inexplicably.

As soon as I see the look in your eyes.

I was inexplicably uneasy.

I asked myself many times.

What does this pain come from.

Resentment after love?

It doesn't seem to be. Because there is no hatred in my heart.

What's that, exactly?

Maybe I'll follow up.

I might just have to tell myself.

There is a pain that cannot be explained.

Because it doesn't just come from love.

There is also thinking about life.

This pain. There is no specific reason.

Some are just the big picture of life.

This pain. There is also no rigorous logic.

Some are just scattered fragments.

Maybe alive and thinking.

Life is full of pain.

Because there is a pain that cannot be explained.

"Hope" (Ai Qing).

One seafarer said his favorite was aroused.

The white spray.

One seafarer said that he was most pleased with the anchor that was issued.

The clamor of chains.

A hope departs.

A hope arrives.

I know that joy is the stop of life.

Pain is the voyage of life.

I know when your heart is heavy.

The best gift.

It is to send you a peaceful sky.

You'll be lost. will also be sober.

When the night falls.

You will feel it.

Have a pair of warm eyes.

I know when you wipe tears off your cheeks.

You'll have a smile on your face.

At that time, I will say to you softly.

Let's go, you see.

The acacia flowers are fragrant and the moonlight is bright.

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The sound of birds washes the boundless green of the fields.

I'm in the pupil.

Wash it again.

The glow is shining, in, refreshing all things.

Walking out of the shadows of the trees, I took a deep breath towards the rising sun.

A mirror that holds the blue sky steady.

I'm looking for my new face.

[Lotus's heart].

Xi Murong (Taiwan).

I am a blooming summer lotus.

I wish you could see me now.

The wind and frost have not yet eroded.

The autumn rain did not fall.

The season of youth is gone away from me.

I'm not worried, I'm not afraid.

Now exactly.

My most beautiful moment.

But the heavy door is locked.

After a fragrant smile.

Who knows what is in my lotus's heart?

You don't have a chance.

It's either too early or too late.

The back is always simple.

Simplicity is a landscape.

The back is always young.

Being young is a kind of clarity.

The back is always very subtle.

Subtlety is a charm.

The back is always lonely.

Loneliness is more memorable.

You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery.

The people watching the view are watching you from upstairs.

The bright moon decorates your window.

You decorate other people's dreams.

The sun's words.

Ai Qing) Open your window.

Open your doors.

Let me in, let me in.

Go into your hut.

I carry a golden bouquet of flowers.

I carry the scent of the woods.

I carry light and warmth.

I was covered in dew.

Hurry up, hurry up.

Quickly lift your head from the pillow.

Open your eyelash-covered eyes.

Let your eyes see my coming.

Let your hearts be like little wooden houses.

Open their long-closed windows.

Let me fill the space of your hearts with bouquets, fragrances, light, warmth and dew.