Children s poems, like those written by children, should be short, urgent!

Traffic cop The most powerful man in the world.

It's the traffic cops.

Because he has "qigong".

Just push it with one hand.

A dozen cars didn't move.

Wrinkles The old man's face has wrinkles one by one;

On the face of the sea, there are also waves of wrinkles;

Is the sea also old?

Feng Feng is the most annoying.

Secretly lifted my skirt every time.

Then shout from the side.

Ashamed! Ashamed! Ashamed!

I'm really.

Street lights during the day.

Street lamps are trees.

At night, it becomes a flower.

Yun Yun is like a busy painter.

Draw picture after picture in the sky.

The cloud is like a playful little trick-or-treater.

I often forget to go home.

Feng Feng smiled.

Swing in the trees.

Race on the prairie.

In the yard, the leaves played with darts.

Persimmon tree in the fog.

Grandpa Tian yawned and spat out clumps of smoke rings.

Wrap the persimmon tree tightly so that the ants will not see it.

Persimmon blushed with a smile, and laughter spread through the forest.

As soon as the tree stretched, the persimmon fell to the ground.

The ants were carried home and had a sumptuous dinner.

Tree The tree of spring.

It is the stage for the beauty pageant of the flowers.

The Summer Tree is a classroom where the cicadas sing.

The autumn tree is the cradle where the fruits sleep.

The winter tree is a playground for the winds to race.

Wind. The wind is the most annoying.

It quietly lifted my skirt.

Still shouting on the sidelines.

Ashamed! Ashamed! Ashamed!

I hate the wind the most.

"Clouds" Yun is like a busy painter, painting one picture after another in the sky.

The cloud is like a playful little trick-or-treater.

The white clouds in the sky are one after another, the grass on the ground sits in rows, the clouds chase each other and frolic each other, the grass grinning, the clouds behind, you run, get together to take a shower.

Mushrooms, the little fools in the forest. When the rain stopped, I opened my beautiful umbrella.

Summary. I would like to be a small grass that grows on the grasslands of the motherland.

I would like to be a flower blooming in the garden of the motherland.

I am willing to dedicate my life to the motherland.

I would like to be a big tree, standing guard in the forests of the motherland.

I would like to be a small fish swimming in the ocean of my motherland.

I would like to be a little bird flying in the sky of the motherland.

I would like to be a nursery rhyme, flying in all corners of the motherland.

Write any modern children's poem, write a modern children's poem with 3 bars and five lines each, and write at the end what kind of modern children's poem is imitated.

Hello classmates. Wait a minute, I'll organize one for you.

I would like to be a small grass that grows on the grasslands of the motherland. I would like to be a flower blooming in the garden of the motherland. I would like to dedicate myself to the motherland, and I would like to be a big tree, standing guard in the forest next to the motherland.

I would like to be a small fish swimming in the ocean of my motherland. I would like to be a little bird flying in the skies of the motherland. I would like to be a nursery rhyme, flying in all corners of the motherland.

Which children's modern poem is this?

Love the motherland. It is a modern children's poem about loving the motherland.

Yes. Can you look at this copywriting?

OK. than the heart].

A certain sound: Grunt kangaroo.

There are a lot of original works of children's poems in it.

Little Brother and Kitten".

Ke Yan. I have a figure or little brother, smart and mischievous, who climbs high and low every day, and his face is covered with mud. His mother told him to wash his face, and ran away pretending not to hear him; Dad looked him in the mirror, and he closed his eyes and smiled.

My sister brought a little flower cat, patted her paws and licked her hair, her eyes narrowed, "Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, who will play with me, who will hold me?" The younger brother stretched out a small **.

The kitten hurriedly jumped back, pouting his beard and shaking it, "It's not good! Too dirty, too dirty, I don't want it! My sister laughed when she heard this, Mom and Dad frowned, and my younger brother was really ashamed to hear it: "Mom! Mother! Give me a bath! ”

Moon" Liu Raomin.

The moon in the sky is round and round, shining in the sea like a jade plate. A school of fish swam over, and the jade plate broke into two or three pieces. The fish was so frightened that they ran away, and they fled to the rocks. Looking back, the moon is still round and round.

The song of the cicada is very good, but it is not sung until the summer; They like to praise the golden sun.

The cicadas have a good song, but they only love to sing in the trees. So, in the summer, the trees become singing umbrellas.

The moon is round and round in the sky, shining like a jade plate in the sea. A group of fish let Hu swim over, and the jade plate broke into two or three pieces. The fish were so frightened that they ran away until they reached the rocks.

The cicada song is very good, but it is not sung until summer; They like to praise the golden sun. The cicadas have a good song, but they only love to sing in the trees. So, in the summer, the tanye trees are transformed into singing umbrellas.

Spring Bird Spring Bird is a good companion of the Golden Voice.

Early in the morning every day.

Wake me up from my dreams.

Mom said that the spring bird was calling me.

She asked me to go with her into the great forest.

Listen to nature's moving chorus.

2.Bamboo shoots quietly.

Arch out of the earth and want to inquire.

In the spring, the secret of the green tree.

Blossoming news.

3.Pomegranate Pomegranate flowers are blooming.

It was Aunt Xia who tied it.

Bright ribbon.

The pomegranate fruit is ripe.

It's Qiu's mother shaking.

Harvest of red bells.