I want modern poems about my childhood.

In the warm sunshine

The cuckoo is laughing.

Yang Qian's hand trembled in the wind.

Childish songs

Wandering in the running water

Happy years just flow by.

In the green birch forest

With the whisper of insects

White dandelions give off beautiful flower caps.

A happy companion

Running in the wind

The intoxicating time jumps like this.

By the gurgling stream.

Accompanied by the frolicking of fish

Oily aquatic plants sway with soft and lovely lines.

give a loud scream

The trouble of cutting through the sky

The happiness of childhood has gone away silently.

We hold the raindrops of childhood together with our hearts,

Together, we use our hands to keep the wind of childhood.

We want our childhood to live in the fields in spring.

Can last forever.

White clouds are our happy past,

The richness of lakes is our true feeling.

What's stirring in the air,

This is our dewdrop laughter.

Envy us? White clouds and blue sky.

Jealous of us? Breeze and raindrops.

We were deeply moved by the glory of this childhood.

A wonderful childhood. A wonderful childhood.

Poetry in 2000

I read your shadow in my dream.

Poems and songs of childhood reverberated in my heart.

Sunshine is a gentle, gentle and pure season.

A candy can make you happy for a long time.

Have you ever thought about it?

When I was a child, I looked at you and me in the blue sky outside the window.

You and I used to play in flowers and green leaves.

I can't see my childhood when I grow up.

When my little cousin appeared in front of my house, I just took a casual look and thought, whose child is this? He's cute. I didn't know this was my little cousin until grandma appeared in front of my eyes. How fast! Last time I saw him, he was still walking unsteadily. Only half a year or so, he has become a little man who doesn't need help climbing stairs. But what I didn't expect was that grandma would come on a hot day, because it is far from my home, and it takes about an hour by car. While complaining that grandma didn't call before she came, I looked at my little cousin carefully. He has a chubby little face and big eyes. He looks at me curiously and there are some strange meanings in his eyes. Then I found out that what he was wearing on his feet was actually flower plastic sandals worn by girls. But think about it, when I was young, where was there so much pressure? Everyone grew up in open-backed pants. Grandma took him and pointed at me and said, this is your brother. Come and recognize him. But the more grandma pulls, the more he hides behind. Grandma smiled and told me that this child is afraid of strangers, much like when you were a child. The last time he saw you, he was young. During the conversation, I called my grandmother into the house and sat down to pour tea. Then I knew that she came to visit because of my brother's last incident, and because she was busy at home and couldn't leave, my little cousin couldn't leave the care of adults, so I brought it with me.

I was the only one at home at that time. While talking about my brother, I watched Shuai Shuai's little cousin play tricks there, while my grandmother was eating ice cream. My grandmother said that the child is still young and can't eat cold food these two days, so she can only watch there. At that time, I didn't know whether his eyes were single eyelids or double eyelids. I just think his eyes are big. Later, I asked my grandmother to know that they had single eyelids. Hehe, after training, I may even become a big star like Rain. I teased my grandmother and she smiled. Rain in Korean dramas may not know who she is, but everyone knows the big star.

I brought him a lollipop, and he grabbed it. Whether he knew me or not, he enjoyed it in his mouth, but it was not like me, because my grandmother said that if someone gave me something to eat when I was a child, I wouldn't pick it up without the consent of an adult.

Near noon, my mother came back, and then it was their business. I looked at my little cousin and he wouldn't let me hug him. I scratched his armpit with my hand, and he would laugh, but he just hid back, with two small dimples on his face. Then I enjoyed it for a while. Then, he became interested in our phone, ran to pick up the receiver, pretended to feed it twice, and then put it down. I said, you forgot to say goodbye, and then he casually ran back to pick up the phone, fed it twice and said, bye-bye. It seems that someone is really talking to him on the other end of the phone. I smile, this little guy is so interesting. One picture I can vaguely recall now is that when I was a child, I bought fried dough sticks for my family and was photographed by an unknown person (maybe he knew me) on the way. Now that I think about it, I also had the momentum of a big star when I was young. Maybe that person is still a talent scout, hehe.

After the sweet bombardment of snacks such as lollipops, my little cousin seems to be familiar with me. At least he won't hide behind others when I call him. We met a kitten at home, and his curiosity came up again. I followed the kitten for a long time. I was afraid that my grandmother would be worried if I walked away, so I drove the kitten away and got it back despite its crying. He seemed a little unhappy with me, so he suddenly remembered that I was angry with my family when I was young. At night, I hid in the shadow of a big truck. My family passed by me without finding me. When I felt a little calm, I came out. I don't know if he will feel the same way, so I pretend nothing happened and tease him. Sure enough, after imitating me and following the fans around, his dimples surfaced again.

When eating, he was naughty, doing his own thing there, and grandma chased him with a bowl to feed him. My father gave him a hard stare and said a few words loudly, then he sat in his seat. Pretty obedient.

Riding horses. I think everyone did something similar to amuse themselves when they were young. I reviewed it from him that day. After eating, I get bored. He turned the small bench upside down and sat on it, shouting while driving. This lasted for a long time, and finally I was sleepy. Put it on the bed for a while and then fell asleep. With this in mind, I finally know why powerful advertisements describe my products as baby sleep. Hehe, children can play well, but it's really easy to enter when they sleep.

Drink water. My little cousin is not good at talking yet. He can only say some short phrases. When he wanted to drink water, he said to drink water from a teacup. If others didn't know, he thought there was a great warrior drinking in our family.

Because my brother was basically fine, my grandmother took my little cousin back the next day. I brought him a lollipop when I left. My grandmother took it and said that children should not eat too much sweet things, which is bad for their teeth. I think it's time for me to sympathize with my little cousin again

Childhood. I clearly remember that at that time, I was often dragged out of the TV with cartoons by adults to do my homework. At that time, I wanted to watch cartoons every day when I grew up. Now, we no longer watch cartoons occasionally as entertainment, but care more about how exquisite the production is and how bizarre the plot is. Maybe we have really drifted away from childhood.

Childhood is indeed a process worthy of memory and aftertaste. At that time, the interests and preferences may seem naive now, but when you recall yourself at that time and the growth path you have taken, I think it is still a very pleasant thing.

Children who used to run around barefoot.

Occasionally, I will look up at the smiling face of the sun.

But there is only busyness and loneliness around me.

Childhood (Poetry) In the warm sunshine, cuckoo twitters and laughs, poplar hands tremble with the wind, and childish songs wander in the running water. In this way, happy years are flowing in the green birch forest, insects are whispering, white dandelions are emitting beautiful flower caps, and partners gathered in the wind are running intoxicating. In this way, there are fish playing by the gurgling stream, greasy grass swinging soft and lovely lines and screaming through the sky, and the joy of childhood is so silent.

Come quietly

With sadness

Walk on by (song name)

happily

This is a dream.

And very real.

This seemingly realistic world

Like a dream again.

There are many ideals

Fantasies are colorful.

……

Memories, happiness and dreams.

Childhood is not far from home,

There is a lotus pond.

Every summer,

The lotus flowers in the pool are competing to open,

Like handfuls of pink umbrellas,

Spread out the dew and lie on the lotus leaf in the sun.

Lotus in full bloom,

Like a slim girl,

Wearing pink and white clothes.

Dragonflies hide and seek on lotus leaves,

Decorate the pond beautifully.

In my spare time,

I always date a few friends,

Go to the pond and let the lotus give off fragrance.

The windmill is spinning.

I remember when I was a child,

Grandpa made me a colorful windmill.

Take me swimming in the river beach.

The breeze blows gently,

I lifted the windmill,

Run slowly around the flower bed,

The windmill swished,

It's so colorful,

So cheerful.

Colorful windmills,

In the sunshine,

Like a bouncing colored ball.

The flowers in the flower bed,

Hold your head high,

As if waving to the windmill.

The windmill in my childhood brought me joy.

No sadness.

Beautiful Christmas tree

In the cold winter,

I watch TV at home.

Ding Dong.

The doorbell rang,

Ah, it's dad,

A Christmas tree unfolded before my eyes.

I was ecstatic,

Hold on to the Christmas tree,

Put it in front of the house.

Goose feather and heavy snow fall in succession,

In the snow,

The Christmas tree stands proudly,

Like a gatekeeper warrior, mighty and elegant.

I jump and jump in the snow.

White snowflakes dyed my face red.

Ah, childhood is like a music box.

Bring me happiness,

Leave me a good memory.