What are the 100 poems of childhood

Children's fishing (Hu Lingneng).

The head of the canopy is childish, and the berry moss is reflected on the side.

Passers-by beckoned by asking Yao, and they were so frightened that they were shocked.

Gulang Yuexing (Li Bai).

When I was young, I didn't know the moon, called it a white jade plate, and I suspected that the Yaotai mirror was flying in the blue clouds.

Li Bai "Long Dry Journey".

Lang rode a bamboo horse, went around the bed to make green plums, and lived together in Changganli, and the two were not suspicious.

Xu Gong store in Suxin City.

Yang Wanli. The hedge is sparse and 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.

Sleep in early summer Yang Wanli.

The plum is sour and splashes the teeth, and the plantain is divided into green on the window screen.

The day is long and sleeps ruthlessly, and watches children catch willow flowers.

Village dwelling. CPMC.

The grass grows and the warbler flies in the February sky, and the Foti willow shines on the spring smoke.

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

Xu Gong store in Suxin City.

Song] Yang Wanli.

The hedge is sparse and 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.

Chishang" Tang] Bai Juyi.

The little baby propped up the dinghy and secretly picked the white lotus.

I don't understand the hidden traces, and the duckweed opens together.

Village Residence Qing] 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.

What I saw" Qing] Yuan Mei.

The shepherd boy rode the ox, and the song vibrated the forest.

Intending to catch the cicada, he suddenly closed his mouth.

Children's Fishing" Tang] Hu Lingneng.

The unkempt child learns to hang Lun, and sits on the side of the berry moss.

Passers-by beckoned by asking Yao, and they were so frightened that they were shocked.

Watching the Fish "Tang] Bai Juyi.

Walking around the pond to watch the fish swim is just as children are fishing boats.

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

Flower Shadow Song] Su Shi.

overlapping and stacking on the yaotai, several times the child could not return.

was just cleaned up by the sun, but he taught the bright moon to send it to the future.

Village dwelling (Qing people Gao Ding).

The grass grows and the warbler flies in February, the willows are drunk with spring smoke, and the children return early from school, and they are busy taking advantage of the east wind to release paper kites.

Children's fishing (Hu Lingneng).

The head of the canopy is childish, and the berry moss is reflected on the side. Passers-by beckoned by asking Yao, and they were so frightened that they were shocked.

Long Trunk Line (Li Bai).

Lang rode a bamboo horse, went around the bed to make green plums, and lived together in Changganli, and the two were not suspicious.

Returning to the Hometown Doll Book (He Zhizhang).

When he left home and returned to his eldest child, his hometown accent has not changed, and his sideburns have declined. When the children don't know each other, they smile and ask where the guests are from.

Boat over Anren (Yang Wanli).

Two children in a fishing boat sit in the boat. Strange people have umbrellas when there is no rain, not to cover their heads but to make the wind.

Shepherd Boy (Lu Yan).

The grass is spread across the field for six or seven miles, and the flute makes three or four sounds of the evening breeze. After returning to eat and dusk, he did not take off his clothes and lay down in the moonlight.

What I saw in the night book (Ye Shaoweng).

Xiao Xiao Wuye sent the cold sound, the autumn wind on the river moved the guests, knowing that there were children to provoke and weave, and a light fell on the fence in the middle of the night.

Ikegami. The little baby propped up the dinghy and secretly picked the white lotus. I don't understand the hidden traces, and the duckweed opens together.

Yongliu Tang] He Zhizhang.

The jasper is made into a tree high, and ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down.

I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Goose Luo Bing Wang.

Goose, goose, goose, song to the sky, white hair floating green water, anthurium plucking clear waves.

Homecoming puppet book He Zhizhang (Tang).

When he left home and returned to his eldest child, his hometown accent has not changed, and his sideburns have declined.

The children did not know each other, and smiled and asked where the guests came from.

Looking for flowers on the riverside" its six Du Fu.

Huang Siniang's house is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are low on the branches.

The butterflies dance from time to time, and the warbler is just crying.

Gift to Wang Lun Li Bai.

Li Bai was about to go on a boat, and suddenly heard the sound of singing on the shore

The Peach Blossom Pond is thousands of feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun to send me love.

Silent Night Thoughts Li Bai.

The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown.

Tang) Li Bai The sunshine incense burner produces purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river.

The flying stream went straight down to 3,000 feet, and it was suspected that the Milky Way had fallen for nine days.

Gulang Yuexing (Li Bai).

When I was young, I didn't know the moon, called it a white jade plate, and I suspected that the Yaotai mirror was flying in the blue clouds.

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.

"Our Childhood".

"Our Childhood".

It's like a breeze. Rustling and rustling forward.

It won't blow back.

"Our Childhood".

It's like a bird. fluttering forward.

It won't fly upside down.

"Our Childhood".

It's like a boat. Rattling forward.

There will be no return.

"Our Childhood".

It's like a kite. Hula hula floated forward.

It won't float back.

The words of the sun", Ai Qing's children's poems are OK!

1, "Farewell to Childhood": Childhood is a meteor, passing through the sky and fleeting. In an instant, I was about to wave goodbye to my childhood.

When I was a child, I drafted an old graffiti and sandwiched it into a picture folder. At your leisure, you can flip through it. Photographs from childhood, put them in a photo album.

When you are lonely, you will remember when you see it. Fold all kinds of regrets from the past into a paper boat, put it into a stream, and let it flow away into the distance. Keep the innocence and kindness of childhood in the bottom of your heart, become eternal, and continue to move forward.

Childhood, goodbye! The past is not a loss, but a new beginning. 2, "The Expectation of Childhood":

A lot of expectations, a lot of thoughts, fiery feelings burn childhood. I once put on a small military uniform and sprinkled excitement and joy all over the campus. After several beatings and training, I only knew what was difficult after hard work.

The future is not all flat, and the ideal is by no means sweet. A few surprises, a few carnivals, after the storm is a feast Zen sunny day. The expectations of childhood have finally come true, and the glory days will not be far away.

3, "Childhood Innocence": Once upon a time, I also had that innocent smile. Once upon a time, I was so happy, and once upon a time, I also ran around the merry-go-round every day.

Once upon a time, I also had such a beautiful childhood dream. How many springs and autumns have passed, and time has been reversed. When I was a child, I always looked out the window in a daze, thinking about the future when I grew up.

Seeing that the leaves of the trees are green for another year after year, the pace of running has never stopped. 4, "I Am Childhood": The stage of life has walked through childhood, whether there is a smiling face left in the photo box.

The sea and sky are the most beautiful pictures, and no matter how big the grievances are, they can be relieved here. I cherished the invitation of my childhood and gave my heart to nature. The mileage of life has filled in the volunteers, and the station of life has handed in the answer sheet.

Every footprint obeys the call of freedom, and the stage of life walks through childhood. Grandpa's laughter is left for spring, and the singing of birds and flowers is the precipitation of years. No matter how big the injury is, it is also warmed here, and the medal of childhood is collected.

Through the grandmother's hands, the love is transmitted, and the fire of love fills the heavens and the earth. The warm sun along the way can be passed on from generation to generation, and every dream has a bright salute.

Childhood, a time of innocence and joy.

A dream that floated away so briefly.

Laughter rang out, hearts rejoiced, we lived our lives and were not yet torn apart.

The world is ours, and our dreams are so bright that infinite possibilities are in front of us.

We play and explore, unhindered by caregiving.

In a world of magic and wonder.

But now that we look back, the memories are so sweet.

And realize that childhood is only a fleeting enjoyment.

Still, we cherish the memories we create because they never fade.

So let's embrace the beauty of youth.

Remember our dreams and laughter of truth.

Because childhood may be a dream, but it is an unknown treasure that enriches our lives as we grow older.

Extended material (The effects of childhood on a person's later life):

Childhood is a crucial stage in a person's development, and its impact on us later in life is profound and long-lasting. During childhood, the education we receive and the influence of those around us have a significant impact on our growth and development. A good childhood experience can cultivate a positive attitude towards life, such as self-confidence, bravery, self-reliance, and independence;

Childhood setbacks and unexpected bad experiences can lead to negative emotions and behaviors that continue into adulthood and even throughout life. Therefore, parents, teachers and the social environment should provide better conditions and support for children's growth, so that they can accumulate more positive energy during their childhood and lay a solid foundation for the future path.