Current location - Training Enrollment Network - Books and materials - Children's Poetry —— A Study of Anyang
Children's Poetry —— A Study of Anyang
The wind blew from the ear and turned into a beautiful song; Clouds float in front of our eyes and become soft cotton; The rain fell on the ground and turned into a beating pearl ... the imagination of children in international classes can be more than that! The charm of night, the image of words, the magic of ancient capital, the magnificence of Tianhe, the spirit of being loyal to the soul and the mystery of Gan Kun are all written into children's poems by them, which paint their childhood with charming colors!

Wonderful symbols,

Carved on the hard Oracle Bone Inscriptions,

Chinese characters are like this when they were young.

They have been buried underground for thousands of years,

Now it has finally appeared in front of the world.

Seeing their faces,

I know why.

Chinese characters are called hieroglyphs.

Look at that deer's big eyes,

Look at the elephant's long nose.

Look at that dog's slender waist.

……

Anyang hang

Li Ziyuan in the middle

Broad and profound Oracle Bone Inscriptions,

Yin ruins with a long history;

Artificial Tianhe hongqi canal,

The hole in the throat of youth;

Loyal to the country, Yue Fei also,

Strong-willed Zhou Wenwang;

I don't want to go back,

The three-day journey flew by.

Hard worker

Intermediate Song Yubo

One drought after another,

Knocked over the bucket and hanged himself,

I was surprised and sighed when I heard about cannibalism.

The people of Linxian county have great ability.

Resist hardships and build flag canals,

Festival harvest is very important,

People are smiling.

Linzhou Xiaoyu

Zhong chenyi

The light rain in Linzhou fell on me,

Gently fall on my heart,

Without an umbrella,

Without a poncho,

Only a brightly colored coat,

Embrace the rain,

It's raining hard,

Small hands are cold,

But there is a burning heart running to its destination,

The rain is charming,

A light rain,

Knock on the car glass,

With awe,

Run to hongqi canal.

? Anyang

Intermediate order process

Anyang,

The birthplace of writing.

Different words,

As time went by, I got on the train.

Generation after generation,

With the reform, revision and reorganization,

Some words came off the stage.

Finally,

At the terminal,

When the bell rings,

The people in the station,

Wandering and jumping little guys,

This is the current text.

rain

Intermediate Li ruoqi

A light rain,

Gently sprinkled on my side,

It's raining hard,

Like transparent snowflakes in the sky,

Wonderland,

Light rain spots,

Hurry home.

On the way to hongqi canal

Ren Zhongjie Jiayi

On the way to Hongqi Canal,

There are red persimmons,

Persimmon Huang Chengcheng,

On the way to Hongqi Canal,

There are pines and cypresses,

Pines and cypresses are tall and straight,

On the way to Hongqi Canal,

There is a small pond,

The pond is crystal clear,

With my heart,

And the laughter of friends.

? Tomatoes on a stick

Intermediate Zhang

I bought a sugar-coated gourd today.

The color is red and transparent,

Like red agate,

It tastes sweet and sour,

I feel less when I eat alone,

Share with others,

Nothing less.