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Village Residence" Gao Ding.

The grass grows and the warbler flies in the February sky, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke.

The children returned early from school and were busy releasing paper kites in the east wind.

Poems of Childhood

I have read your shadow in my dreams.

The poems of childhood echo in my heart.

The season of sunshine is gentle and innocent.

A candy can delight for a long time.

Have you ever thought about it?

You and I who used to look out the window at the blue sky in my childhood.

You and I who used to play among the flowers and green leaves.

I can't see my childhood anymore.

Childhood" under the warm sun.

The cuckoo was chirping and laughing.

Topol's hands were also swaying in the wind.

Childish singing.

Swim in the running water.

The joyful years flowed like this.

In a green birch forest.

There's the murmur of worms.

White dandelions exude beautiful flower caps.

Companions for a reunion.

Run in the wind.

The intoxicating time jumps like this.

By the babbling creek.

There is the frolic of fish.

Oily aquatic plants swing in soft lines.

Loud screams.

Troubles that cut through the sky.

The joy of childhood just silently walked away.

Childhood》 Childhood is a cup of sour yogurt, and he has sweet and sour memories in everyone's heart.

When I play with my friends, I always forget the time to eat, but the joy is sweeter than eating.

When you make a small mistake, Dad patiently teaches you, and I feel sour in my heart.

Childhood is a big locust tree, as it grows taller and taller, the more cool and fragrant it brings to people.

When I was a child, my parents revolved around me, but as I grew up, the more things I understood, the more I had to pay.

Childhood is an endless book, and when you are tired, you will always reminisce about the fun stories of your childhood and let your troubles disappear.

Every memory brings a different kind of happiness.

Childhood (poetry).

Under the warm sun.

The cuckoo was chirping and laughing.

Topol's hands were also swaying in the wind.

Childish singing.

Swim in the running water.

The joyful years flowed like this.

In a green birch forest.

There's the murmur of worms.

White dandelions exude beautiful flower caps.

Companions for a reunion.

Run in the wind.

The intoxicating time jumps like this.

By the babbling creek.

There is the frolic of fish.

Oily aquatic plants swing in soft lines.

Loud screams.

Troubles that cut through the sky.

The joy of childhood just silently walked away.

Childhood. Childhood, is a fresh song.

I use my tender hands.

Compose the days into a string of notes.

Jump between your fingers.

Childhood, is a pure blue painting.

I look at it with clear eyes.

Paint the years into a pure blue river.

Flowing in the heart.

In childhood, I picked it up in the rice fields.

That bunch of ears of rice.

In the long river of time.

Glows with golden light.

When time puts the color of melancholy.

Paint the time and space I have walked.

When living with strong hands.

Fill my heart with hardship.

Childhood, it was empty in my silent heart.

Singing in a low voice, cheering.

In the river of time, pearls are deposited.

I'm in the silence of the night.

String it together with great care.

Glittering necklace.

Brighten my whole mind and body.

Dream Childhood 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 affectionate earth, I used to ask the warm sun.

How long is the road of dreams;

Childhood is the newborn green leaves, childhood is the budding buds, childhood is a blue sky, and 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 affectionate earth, I used to ask the warm sun.

How long is the road of dreams;

Childhood is the newborn green leaves, childhood is the budding buds, childhood is a blue sky, and 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 affectionate earth, I used to ask the warm sun.

How long is the road of 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 affectionate earth, I used to ask the warm sun.

How long is the road of dreams;

Childhood is the newborn green leaves, childhood is the budding buds, childhood is a blue sky, and 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 affectionate earth, I used to ask the warm sun.

How long is the road of dreams;

Childhood is the newborn green leaves, childhood is the budding buds, childhood is a blue sky, and 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 affectionate earth, I used to ask the warm sun.

How long is the road of dreams;

Happy childhood comes.

The blue sky is white and white from the clouds.

The wild goose took the little goose away.

A frog is teaching a child to swim.

The bear is looking for something to eat.

The little white rabbit ran happily.

The flowers smiled.

Gusts of spring breeze and drizzle.

The grass and new branches have changed their green clothes.

Birds are singing in the forest.

Nature has come back to life.

Rape flowers, bees flying.

How beautiful nature is.

The sun is warm and the sun shines on the earth.

The willows on the shore caress the river stream.

Bursts of singing like silver bells.

Melodious and melodious float into the mountains.

The heart of childhood immediately boiled.

Soak up the festive spirit.

Sixty-one, dear sixty-one.

We are the masters of the festival.

Game in a cute world.

We learn in our eagerness.

We grew up together.

We promise never to be separated.

Confetti folded into beautiful pigeons.

It represents freedom and peace.

A compact remote-controlled sailboat.

Full of distant thoughts.

Weave a ladder with your dreams.

Play the piano in space.

Wear your favorite clothes.

Bow to the teacher neatly.

All of them are smart and capable.

Dedicated to the elderly.

Got ready for a great show.

Save memories for a lifetime.

You are beautiful Snow White.

I am the handsome Prince Charming.

He is a cute cafee.

She's a smart Smurf.

We know what is advanced.

We can also pay for hardships.

We are one big family.

Live in a fairy tale.

We are happy babies.

We are all good horses.

A happy life awaits us.

We have a more interesting life.

When you are young, if you fall in love with someone, please, please be sure to be gentle with him.

No matter how long or how short you have been in love, if you can always be gentle with each other, then all the moments will be a flawless beauty.

If you have to separate, say goodbye and thank him in your heart for giving you a memory.

When you grow up, you will know that at the moment of looking back, the youth without resentment will have no regrets, such as the quiet full moon on the hill.

1. Children return early from school, and they are busy taking advantage of the east wind to release paper kites. --Village Residence" [Qing] Gao Ding's translation: The children in the village hurried home after school and took advantage of the east wind to fly the kite into the blue sky.

2. Two children in a fishing boat are parked in the boat. --Boat over Anren" [Song] Yang Wanli Translation: On a fishing boat, there were two children, they put away their bamboo poles, stopped their oars, and sat in the middle of the boat.

3. The children hurriedly chased the yellow butterfly and flew into the cauliflower and were nowhere to be found. --Suxin City Xu Gongdian [Song] Yang Wanli Translation: The child ran quickly to chase the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the cauliflower bush and could not be found again.

4, the little baby supports the boat and steals the white lotus. --Chishang" [Tang] Bai Juyi Translation: A child supported a small boat and secretly picked white lotus back.

5. The favorite child scoundrel, the head of the stream lies on the lotus canopy. --Qingpingle Village Dwelling" [Song] Xin Qiji's translation: The most beloved is the scoundrel's youngest son, who is lying on the grass at the head of the stream, peeling the freshly picked lotus canopy.

Village Residence" Gao Ding.

Suxin City Xu Gongdian - Yang Wanli.

Childish Ice - Yang Wanli.

In the Mulberry Tea Tunnel" - Yang Wanli.

Watching the Fish" - Bai Juyi.

Village Residence" Gao Ding.

Original text: The grass warbler flies in February, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke.

The children returned early from school and were busy releasing paper kites in the east wind.

Suxin City Xu Gongdian - Yang Wanli.

Original text: The hedge is sparse and a path deep, and the flowers on the trees have not become shaded.

The children hurriedly chased the yellow butterflies and flew into the cauliflower and were nowhere to be found.

Childish Ice - Yang Wanli.

Original text: The child's golden basin takes off the ice, and the colored silk is worn as a silver zheng.

Knocking into a jade chime through the forest, suddenly making the sound of glass breaking to the ground.

In the Mulberry Tea Tunnel" - Yang Wanli.

Original text: When the wind and rain are dry, the grass is full of flowers, and the water is full of streams.

The boy Liu Yin is sleeping, and a cow has eaten Liu Yinxi.

Watching the Fish" - Bai Juyi.

Original text: Walking around the pond to watch the fish swim, just when children are fishing boats.

A kind of love fish has different hearts, and I will give you a hook.

Looking back at the long river of time, to trace the footprints of my childhood.

It's like a drawing board for graffiti.

It is full of curiosity, mischievousness, and dreams.

Once, I ran to the side of the mountain to chase the sun, and once, I climbed to the roof to touch the moon.

I always sit in front of the window and use childish brushwork to draw everything I see as a child.

Or sit on the grass in a daze, fantasizing about my grown face.

I often dream of myself climbing a rainbow, and I often dream of flying over a cloud.

In the past, I used the blue sky to bloom joy, snowflakes to enrich my imagination, raindrops to pour out my sorrows, and grass to embellish hope.

I hope this time will hold me in my hand like a paper kite.

Fly to hope.

Listen to memories, Spring Girl.

Came quietly.

Wipe it off with your sleeve.

The chill of winter.

The sun shines in through the window.

Fell on my desk.

I gazed at the dust that fluttered in the sunlight.

Boredom, sorrow.

I have also been a child from naivety.

Became a teenager.

Nostalgia Nostalgia for childhood days.

It's so happy, it's so carefree.

Now I recall, what a memory.

Reminiscing about that wonderful childhood.

In the depths of memory.

There are always hills, rivers, jungles.

And the flowers that hide whispers.

Happiness – everywhere.

It's just that time flies.

I have become a teenager.

I don't want to leave.

Never want to leave.

Leave that innocent childhood.

Childhood—Written to a daughter.

You're a freed paper kite.

Break into the world of Dora or Barbie.

I listened to it every late night.

You secretly laugh in your dreams.

It's as if you've stolen my troubles.

Morning of November 8, 2012.

I can't remember the name of the poem, Li Bai wrote it, and there is a sentence in it, as if it is 'two little guesses'.

Look for it.

Summary. Happy Childhood is a modern poem written by Mr. Yu Guangzhong, a famous Chinese poet, essayist and translator.

Happy Childhood is a modern poem written by Mr. Yu Guangzhong, a famous Chinese poet, essayist and translator.

I'm sorry I don't understand, but can you elaborate on that?

Happy Childhood is a modern poem written by Mr. Yu Guangzhong, a famous Chinese poet, essayist and translator. This poem takes childhood as the theme, and through the memories and perceptions of childhood, it expresses the nostalgia and cherishing of the good times of childhood, and also expresses the thinking and reflection on real life. In the poem, the author depicts some scenes and details from his childhood, such as "flying flowers on the stone road", "a small pond with dragonflies dotting water", and "nursery rhymes under the plane tree", outlining a world full of childlike fun and vitality.

At the same time, the author also expressed his thoughts and reflections on real life through reflections on his childhood, such as "If life is only envious and noisy as when you first saw it, what is the autumn wind and sad painting fan", "The years are rushing, the world changes, only childhood will always stay in the heart", etc., expressing the emotional frankness and thinking about the passage of time and the changes in life. In short, the poem "Happy Childhood" expresses the nostalgia and cherishment of the good times of childhood through the memories and reflections of childhood, and also expresses the thinking and reflection on real life, which is a modern poem full of emotion and thinking.