How to write poems for 6th grade children?????????????

1.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.

4.Straw hat A small hole in the straw hat.

It's me who gives the sun.

Door after door opened.

You see, the sun is coming down.

They mischievously stepped on my shadow.

My shadow left their footprints.

5.Bud Spring has arrived.

The weather is warmer.

Hurry up and come out.

Small bud bud Don't just show a small head.

How beautiful the bark is on the outside.

Hurry up and come out.

The sun will give you.

Put on green clothes and the spring breeze will give it to you.

Sweet dew drops.

6.The night is quiet.

River Water is a good boy.

Listen to Mother Moon.

Sleeping, the fisherman lit the fishing fire.

The river is like opening your eyes.

Talking in a dream.

Little fairy tale Shao Yanxiang.

On the south side of the clouds, in that distant place, a flock of leaves said:

We want to bloom like flowers.

There is a group of flowers that say:

We want to fly like birds.

A flock of peacocks said:

We want to grow like a tree.

Mountain Road A mountain road that winds through the mountains.

Like a string.

Fingers of the sun.

When it rings.

I sat on the top of a high mountain.

A mother who wants to work far away.

A winding mountain road in the mountains.

Like a rope.

This is my hand.

That head is tied to my mother's feet.

Mom Doesn't Matter Where You Go**.

I'll follow the rope.

Step into your dreams.

Look at you laughing haha.

You are a father, I am a mother, and I hold a little cloth bear as a doll.

You wash diapers, I feed the "dolls"; You carry water at the well, and I spin at home;

You chop wood for the fire, and I wash rice for cooking

You and I live in harmony, happy and happy family. Don't plagiarize, you're learning faster than I do, and we've just finished this unit.

1。Elementary school students must be fluent in writing poems and limericks.

2。Summarize what you think in your heart, what you see in your eyes, what you hear in your ears, and what you smell in your nose.

You see I made it up: Yishui is a good place, it's good to see here. The stalagmites in the cave are less cherished, and the rafting is cool and good.

Not so good. I don't think the following was written by a sixth-grade elementary school student, like a copy.

1.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. I want to inquire.

In the spring, the secret of the green tree.

Blossoming news.

3.Pomegranate. Pomegranate blossoms.

It was Aunt Xia who tied it.

Bright ribbon.

The pomegranate fruit is ripe.

It's Qiu's mother shaking.

Harvest of red bells.

4.Straw hat. Small holes in the straw hat.

It's me who gives the sun.

Door after door opened.

You see, the sun is coming down.

They mischievously stepped on my shadow.

My shadow left their footprints.

5.Bud buds. Spring has arrived.

The weather is warmer.

Hurry up and come out.

Small bud bud Don't just show a small head.

How beautiful the bark is on the outside.

Hurry up and come out.

The sun will give you.

Dress in green. The spring breeze will be given to you.

Sweet dew drops.

6.Fishing fire. The night is quiet.

River Water is a good boy.

Listen to Mother Moon.

Sleeping, the fisherman lit the fishing fire.

The river is like opening your eyes.

Talking in a dream.

Little fairy tale Shao Yanxiang.

On the south side of the clouds, in that distant place, a flock of leaves said:

We want to bloom like flowers.

There is a group of flowers that say:

We want to fly like birds.

A flock of peacocks said:

We want to grow like a tree.

Autumn rain. Shalala, Shalala......

The autumn rain fell on the wheat field, dyeing the originally green ears of wheat into a golden color, and the ears of wheat bent down heavily, and the farmer Bole couldn't close his mouth.

Oh, the autumn rain, it's golden.

Shalala, Shalala......

The autumn rain, falling on the cotton bushes, is like a magical soap, washing the cotton balls as white and dazzling as snowflakes, and as fluffy and soft as wool.

Oh, the autumn rain, it's white.

Shalala, Shalala......

The autumn rain fell in the mountains, and the delicate ginkgo biloba ladies opened their yellow and clear fans and danced graceful dances, and the raindrops were the dancers' chief band, accompanied them with the most beautiful melody.

Oh, the autumn rain, it's yellow.

Shalala, Shalala......

The autumn rain fell on the sorghum field, and the raindrops were like gentle gentlemen, inviting the slim sorghum girl to dance together, and the shy sorghum girl blushed.

Oh, the autumn rain, it's red.

Shalala, Shalala......

The autumn rain, falling in the orchard, woke up the sleeping fruits, the pomegranates grinned, the apples wore infrared jackets, and the persimmons and oranges hung up in the cage ......

The good news of the harvest spread throughout the mountains.

Oh, the autumn rain, it's orange-red.

Shalala, Shalala......

The autumn rain fell on the grape trellises, rubbing the grapes as shiny as agate, and the grapes tightened their hands, shimmering like amethysts under the moisture of the autumn rain.

Oh, the autumn rain, it's purple.

Shalala, Shalala......

The autumn rain fell in the garden, and the delicate chrysanthemums soothed the petals, yellow, green, purple, pink, and red ......

Facing the autumn breeze, she exudes her unique fragrance.

Oh, the autumn rain, it's colorful.

Shalala, Shalala......

Autumn is coming. Autumn is coming.

The bird is running and calling.

Say goodbye to your former playmates.

Fly south. The little tree is waving and waving.

Shake off a gorgeous leaf.

Carved a growth ring into the body.

Welcome to winter. The grass gives birth to the seeds.

Buried deep in the ground.

Wait for the spring of the following year.

And the germination after that first spring rains.

Autumn is coming. I'm in a season like this.

It's just very reluctant.

I lost so many playmates at once.

I can only wait in silence.

It's always an unexpected snowman in winter.

And the next spring.

Flowers bloom all over the mountains again.

Why tell you, let your mind think.

Heavenly Market.

Guo Moruo. The street lights in the distance were bright, as if countless stars were shining.

The stars in the sky appeared, as if lit by countless street lamps.

I think there must be a beautiful market in the ethereal sky.

Some of the items on display in the market are certainly rare things that are not found in the world.

You see, the shallow heavenly river must not be very wide.

The cowherd and weaver girl across the river will definitely be able to ride the cow to and fro.

I think they must be wandering around the streets of heaven at this moment.

If you don't believe it, look at the shooting star, it's them walking with lanterns.

"Ride the train" Dad took me on the train, and when the train started, the things outside the window moved;

The mountains began to recede, the trees receded, and the houses receded......

Wow! Everything went backwards, so weird and fast, we didn't have to walk, and we arrived in Taipei all at once.

Author: Mao Yaqian - Level 1 2010-11-28 13:43