Poetry about small commodities

1. Poems about small things

Poems about eraser

A small piece of eraser,

Gentle and firm character.

In order to defend the truth,

even your bones and body will be shattered.

As long as the mistake is corrected,

I would rather give up my life.

Eraser, which seems to be a very common school supplies to ordinary people, is described and expressed by the author. The author transformed a small inanimate thing into a person with noble character and perfect spirit.

The whole poem uses anthropomorphic writing techniques to vividly describe its character from the beginning, and then vividly depicts its spiritual outlook, and finally ends with the statement that it would rather make the greatest sacrifice for others. ——Sacrifice your life to praise the noble character of rubber.

Although the whole poem is talking about rubber, if we think about it carefully, we will find that it is a metaphor for people. Living in the world, people should be like a piece of rubber, constantly correcting mistakes and constantly dedicating themselves to the world. ;Continuously dedicate yourself to humanity? Yes, it should be like rubber!

Reading this poem can also make people realize that the author used the two poems "Crossing the Lingding Ocean" by the patriotic poet Wen Tianxiang of the Southern Song Dynasty and "Ode to Lime" by Yu Qian of the Song Dynasty: " After hard work, the mountains and rivers are broken, the wind is flying, and the rain is shaking. I am afraid of the beach, and I am alone in the ocean. Since ancient times, no one has died, and his loyalty will be reflected in history." Hit out of the mountains and be burned by the fire. Don’t be afraid of the broken bones and the body. You must leave your innocence in the world.” Therefore, the poem “Eraser” is very ideological and contagious, giving readers a lot of imagination. Eraser’s style, character, and personality, isn’t it a role model for our children to learn from? 2. Poems describing objects

The moon is melting in the pear blossom courtyard, and there is a gentle breeze in the catkin pond.

Spring is late in the lonely empty garden, with pear blossoms all over the ground but no door open. The willow color is golden and tender, and the pear blossoms are white and fragrant.

Thousands of pear blossoms are covered with snow, and thousands of poplar leaves are covered with smoke. Apricot Blossom☆ The rain of apricot blossom makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it.

(Quequatrains by Zhinan of the Song Dynasty) ☆ Listening to the spring rain in the small building all night, apricot flowers are sold in the deep alleys in the Ming Dynasty. ("The First Spring Rain in Lin'an" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty) ☆ The apricot blossoms have nowhere to hide from the sorrow of spring, and they are also surrounded by wild smoke.

("Good things are coming soon" by Han Yuanji of the Song Dynasty) ☆ In the east moon, it was a windy day, and the apricot blossoms were like snow. (Recalling Qin E by Fan Chengda of the Southern Song Dynasty) ☆ In the sparse shadows of the apricot blossoms, I played the flute until dawn.

("Linjiang Immortal" by Chen Yuyi of the Southern Song Dynasty) ☆ The wind blows the plum blossoms, and the drizzle makes the apricot flowers fragrant. (Northern Song Dynasty Yan Jidao's "Linjiang Immortal") ☆White spring shirt with willow whip, green hooves and arrogant horse with apricot blossoms.

(Northern Song Dynasty·Yan Jidao's "Huanxi Sand") ☆ The apricot blossoms are scattered and fragrant, and the red makeup is damaged by sleep. (Northern Song Dynasty, Qin Guan's "Spring in the Painting Hall") ☆ The spring rain has stopped while the doves are singing outside the forest, and the apricot blossoms are blooming on the first day of the house.

(Northern Song Dynasty·Ouyang Xiu's "Tian Family") ☆ Who knows when the strong fragrance is blown away, but the warm wind will be too late to reach the apricot blossoms. (Li Qingzhao of the Northern Song Dynasty, "Linjiang Fairy Plum") ☆ The apricot blossoms bloom in the light smoke in the morning, and the deep green condenses in the evening on the flat sand.

(Northern Song Dynasty·Kou Zhun's "Liu") ☆ The waves are dim, the willows are Yiyi, the grass in the isolated village is far away, and the apricot flowers are flying in the setting sun. (Northern Song Dynasty·Kou Zhun's "Jiangnan Spring") ☆ The morning smoke on both sides of the bank is green with willows, and the spring rain in the garden is red with apricot blossoms.

("Sound and Rhythm Enlightenment·Yidong") ☆ In the east chamber of the moon, it was a windy day, and the apricot blossoms were like snow. (Remembering Qin E by Fan Chengda in the Song Dynasty) ☆ I asked where the restaurant was, and the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

("Qingming" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty) ☆ Spring doves are singing on the house, and the apricot blossoms are white beside the village. ("Pastoral Works in Spring" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty) ☆ Fishing in Green Bay in spring, the apricot flowers bloom in deep spring.

("Fishing Bay" by Chu Guangxi of the Tang Dynasty) ☆ Bamboo leaf belt hangs from the skirt, and apricot flowers and smoke are wet on the temples. ("Feng Xiaolian" by Li He of the Tang Dynasty) ☆ The cold wind blows with sympathy, and the apricot blossoms are floating in the snow and the peach blossoms are red.

(Han Shi's "Cold Food Night" of the Tang Dynasty) ☆ The spring grass is dew while singing, and the door is covered with apricot blossoms. (Tang Dynasty Li He's "Annoying the Duke") ☆ The spring light is shining every day, and the mountain city's slope road is fragrant with apricot flowers.

(Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty, "Ri Ri") ☆ The willows are blurred in the morning fog, and the apricot blossoms fall in the mist at five o'clock.

("Shanhuazi" by Chen Zilong of the Ming Dynasty) ☆ Spring is late when the swallows do not return, and the apricot blossoms are cold in the mist and rain.

("Suxi Pavilion" by Dai Shulun of the Tang Dynasty) ☆ Xinghua is unwilling to be heartless, what is the most heartbreaking thing for a traveler. (Tang Dynasty Wen Tingyun's "Willow Branches") Osmanthus Wang Wei's "Birds in the Stream" "People are idle, the osmanthus flowers are falling, and the night is quiet in the spring mountain sky.

The moonrise scares the birds, and they are singing in the spring stream." Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night" wrote: "The white trees in the courtyard are full of crows, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently. Tonight, the moon is bright, and I can't tell who is missing the autumn thoughts."

Plum Blossoms Presented to Fan Ye and Lu Kai Plum Blossoms from the Southern Song Dynasty When I met the post envoy, I sent it to the Longtou people. Jiangnan has nothing, just give me a spring branch.

Little Plum Blossoms in the Mountain Garden, Lin Hejing, Tang Dynasty. All the flowers are swaying and the beauty is alone, occupying the small garden with all the charm. The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk.

The frost bird steals its eyes when it wants to come down, while the white butterfly knows how to unite and part its soul. Fortunately, we can have sex with each other by chanting slightly, and we don't need to be good at sealing the golden bottles.

Plum Blossoms by Wang Anshi There are several plum trees in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone. I don't know that there is no snow in the distance, but there is a secret fragrance coming.

Playing chess with Xue Zhaoming and losing a poem about plum blossoms Wang Anshi Huafa is happy to see plum blossoms in spring, and one of them is piled high with snow on the roadside. He recalled the old days of Nanmo in Fengcheng, and it was difficult for Xiangyao to come with the post envoy.

Recalling the Plum Blossoms by Li Shangyin Staying at the end of the world, leaning towards the beauty of things. Winter plum blossoms are the most detestable. They grow like last year's flowers.

Plum Blossom Quatrains (Part 1 -) Lu You heard the plum blossoms whirling in the morning breeze, and the snow piles were all over the four mountains. How can one transform into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom tree and one blooming man?

Plum Blossom Quatrains (Part 2) The branches in the deep valley are more northerly, and the flowers bloom late every year. Gaobiao Yiyun, do you know that it is the time when the ice and snow accumulate?

Jiangmei by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. The plum blossoms are broken before the wax, and there are more plum blossoms after the year. I know that spring is good, but what is the worst thing to worry about? The snow and trees are of the same color, and the river wind is also ripples.

The hometown is invisible, Wu Xiu is gloomy and craggy. Miscellaneous Poems by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty You come from your hometown, so you should know the things in your hometown.

When I lean against the window in the coming day, will the winter plum blossoms bloom yet? Miscellaneous Ode by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty I have seen the plum blossoms blooming in the winter, and heard the singing of birds again. My heart is focused on the spring grass, and I am afraid of the growth on the jade steps.

Recalling Plum Blossoms by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty, I am determined to live at the end of the world, relying on the beauty of things. Winter plum blossoms are the most detestable. They grow like last year's flowers.

Plum Blossoms on the River by Wang Shi of the Tang Dynasty Suddenly I saw a plum tree blooming on the bank of the Han River. I don’t know that spring is coming early, so I suspect it’s a bead maker.

Plum Blossom by Cui Daorong of the Tang Dynasty. The calyx contains snow at the beginning, so it is difficult to draw it alone. There is a unique charm in the fragrance, and it is extremely clear and does not know the cold.

Hengdi and Chouting, oblique skills depend on the disease. The headwind is like a solution, and it is easy not to destroy.

Plum Blossoms by Yu Xin of the Tang Dynasty In the middle of the twelfth lunar month of that year, the plum blossoms were already in bloom. If you don’t believe this Spring Festival Gala, come and watch it in the snow.

The trees are moving and the ice is falling, and the branches are high and cold. If I had known I couldn't find him, I would have regretted wearing the clothes.

Looking for Plum Blossoms in the Snow by Xiao Gang of the Tang Dynasty I was surprised that the plum blossoms were late, so I rushed to see them in the snow. The lower branches are visible at low levels, but the upper branches are far away and difficult to see.

We are both ashamed to show our wrists, and give in to each other because our waists are weak. The beard must be cut and picked, and you can learn two or three techniques.

Plum Blossoms by Jiang Weihan of the Tang Dynasty There is a plum tree in front of Baiyu Hall, and today I suddenly saw several flowers blooming. Several doors are closed, how can one get in the spring scenery? Plum Blossom, Song Dynasty·Chen Liang, sparse and thin, with small calyx dotted with pearl.

One flower suddenly blooms first, and all flowers bloom later. If you want to convey the message of spring, don’t be afraid of being buried in the snow.

The jade flute has been suspended for three times, Dong Junzheng advocated. Peach Blossom. The beauty of April in the world is over. The peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom. The peach blossoms are flowing with the water every day. Where is the cave on the clear stream? Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms reflected the red face of the human face.

Where does the human face go? The peach blossoms still laugh at the spring breeze. There is a Peach Blossom Temple in Taohuawu, and there is a Peach Blossom Fairy in Peach Blossom Temple; the Peach Blossom Fairy grows peach trees and picks peach flowers in exchange for wine money.

When you are sober, you just sit among the flowers; when you are drunk, you come to sleep under the flowers; half-awake and half-drunk day after day, the flowers bloom and fall year after year. The Peach Blossom Fairy plants peach trees and picks peach blossoms in exchange for wine money. When spring comes, there are peach blossom fish in the peach blossom water.

The light white and deep red paintings are not as good as the flowers blooming. The flowers bloom just as the fish play in the water, and the fish's play turns to suspicion and the shadows of the flowers move.

Eat peach blossoms first and make soup, then cook mandarin fish with new shepherd's purse. Lotus chants the hibiscus with one heart Sui Dynasty Du Gongzhan The lotus blossoms are shining brightly, and the pavilions emerge from the water.

A solitary stem attracts green, and two shadows share dividends.

The color captures the song's face, and the fragrance dances in the wind of the clothes.

The name Lotus can be remembered naturally, and the two minds are the same. If you break the lotus, you will get a gift. Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty waded into the river and played in the autumn water, loving the fresh red lotus.

Climbing the lotus and playing with the beads, the ripples are not round. The beauty is in the colorful clouds, and I want to give it to the distant sky.

There is no reason to miss lovesickness, and look forward to the cool breeze in despair. Ode to Dew Drops by Wei Yingwu of the Tang Dynasty A drop of dew on the autumn lotus falls into the sky on a clear night.

On the jade plate in the future, you may not know the circle until you know it. Chongtailian Li Shen of the Tang Dynasty The green lotus curls up in the cool breeze at dawn, and the red calyx blooms with lingering purple flowers.

The two Han Gao girls competed with each other in smiling faces, while the two concubines in Xiangpu looked sad together. Gift of Lotus by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty The flowers and leaves in the world are inconsistent, and the flowers enter the golden basin and the leaves become dust.

Only green lotus. 3. Poems praising Yiwu

Selected Poems from Yiwu Yiwu has always been home to numerous literati and composed many poems.

Today, I will select some of the poems that are more innovative in their lyrical chants and descriptions of scenery. The first part is written by a native of Yiwu and includes works written before the founding of the People's Republic of China; the second part is composed of works by people from other counties praising Yiwu's culture and scenery, both ancient and modern.

Joining the Army King Luo Bin of the Tang Dynasty paid great attention to the whole army in his life. The sun in the wild is divided into shadows, and the stars in the sky combine with swords.

The bow string hugs the Han moon, and the horse’s feet trample on the dust. I don't want to live in the fortress, I just want to die to repay you.

Departing from Zhuji early, he traveled a long way to Huaiyuan and drove to dangerous mountains early. The thin smoke spreads across the mountain, and the light frost and astringency return to the turbulence.

The sky is dark with wild fog, and the mountain wind is cold at dawn. The imperial city is close to Bahu, and Yu's cave is on the bank of the river.

The orange nature should be transformed, and the heart will be relieved of uneasiness. It is difficult to cover the tears of the poor road alone, and it is difficult to travel with long songs.

Send people away in Yishui. This is a place where Yandan is a place where strong men are proud of their crowns. The people were gone in those days, but the water is still cold today.

Yong Huai Young people are ignorant and do not know how to deal with difficulties. One word is as fragrant as cinnamon, and the whole world smells like orchid.

The sword is in memory of Chu, and the golden vertebra is promised to repay Korea. Being modest is just a matter of trust, and following the traces is unreasonable.

Taixi passes through the dangerous mountains, sighing at the end of the years. Forget about opportunities and meet customs, stay humble and have peace of mind.

Ruan Ji roared in the air, but Liu Kun was not happy alone. The garden is fragrant ten steps away, and the moon is shining brightly in the three autumn months.

The sparseness of the locust trees is not enough, and the pines are late and cold. Sadness tunes the strings in an urgent manner, while poverty and sorrow lead to a broad tone in drunkenness.

Don’t divert the flowing water to the common people. Passing through the Pass in Rain and Clearness Zongze of the Song Dynasty Yan Bei is quiet and Hu Chen is quiet, Henan is carrying out troops, the wind and clouds are gathering together, and the sky and earth are clear and bright.

Weeping and crying, weeping and scorching, weeping and drying up, we have to travel a long way to the capital without hesitation. On the road, people from the countryside laugh at the thinness of their servants and horses. They laugh when they grow up, but they still run away in shame. They don’t rely on horses to support their saddles. How can they be respected as kings when they scold them? Sweat and blood can see the country, Lu Zhong is grateful, don't bully the horse to be thin, use your strategy to reach Jinmen.

Early departure. The umbrella is drooping on the road sand. The water is long, the mountains are long and the road is full of flowers. I see the situation in my mind and have a plan in mind. I walk slowly and quietly without any fuss. Inscribed on Shibijingshe by Liu Zuyin of the Song Dynasty. The jielu is surrounded by peaks in the old eyes, with faint pines and firs leading to winding paths.

There are thousands of bamboos on the edge of the remaining planting field, and there is a nest of wind in the forest near the camp. I want to sleep quietly and dream of spring. I sit down and watch the moon fall in the sky.

Check everything in my life, what about my descendants? Its end. Knowing about the affairs of Lianzhou Tiao, he resigned. He was in charge of Taizhou Chongtao Temple and gave a sense of gratitude. Liu Shilong of the Song Dynasty. In his life of a hundred years, there was no trace of poverty.

Like a flower before the wind, it blooms and fades instantly. At that time, the cattle were herded vertically. Who was the noble and the enemy?

The haggard farmer is waiting for guests. When the husband is lucky enough, the excrement becomes a jade stone.

Once favor wanes, gold loses its color. This is true in ancient and modern times. Why should I sigh now?

Danxi by Xu Qiao, Song Dynasty The mountains in Danxi are all affectionate, and the surrounding mountains are lined with greetings. The double show coming out of the east soars into the sky.

I only saw two peaks in front of me. The two rivers come from the south and look at each other brightly, and then merge into the west to stay.

There is a section of green mountain in this stream, with a garden of ten acres in the middle. Follow me? However, there are several houses, and bamboos and chrysanthemums are planted around them.

Walking with a stick, the scenery is beautiful, and you sit down to read to the sages with your book open. I am so sorry that I have such leisure time in heaven and earth.

Don’t be discouraged by the greatness of your age, and you should live up to your reputation. Fishing Alum Yu Liangneng of the Song Dynasty If you are not greedy for the red leaf carp, you should also love the blue stream.

The wind blows and the flowers fall, and the clouds break and the moon sinks the hooks. Sad Xia Qi Sad Xia Qi, the seedlings in the southern acres have not grown, and the grass in Donggao has grown.

Nowadays, the women are responsible for picking out the wages and fees, and the young men are alone in cultivating the barnyard grass.

Sad summer border, scorching hot weather on the back? Chickens cannot drink from the clear stream when they are thirsty.

I would rather know that in the iceberg of the waterside pavilion, I still feel that the sun has not set in the west. Written with feelings about the death of the Song Dynasty, Feng Youren of the Song Dynasty. Hunting and conquering the dusty axis of the earth, who is the Han Mountains and Rivers in front of me.

The lonely minister swallowed Hu Zhi and shed many tears in the new pavilion. Villa Yuan·Jinjuan At the end of the Qingcun River, there is a solitary village hidden in the forest.

The stone old strawberry moss road, the gate is deserted and the wall is covered with grass. The autumn leaves are slippery when people walk, and the cranes stand tall and cool in the evening.

After returning from farming, the coir raincoat hangs in the sunset. Pastoral Miscellany in Spring Yuan Dynasty·Liu Yinggui A single dog guarding the door all day long, this room also has its own paradise.

There are no roads covered by plum blossoms and bamboos, and there is another village where people are talking and frogs are singing. In the corner of the house, dead vines stick to the trees, and wild water flows into the stream in the fields.

I came to pick up the spring breeze sentence and share it with the sand gull Mo Langyan. Embroidered Lake Yuan·Huang Xujin The clouds are hanging down and the day is hazy, the lake is the only color.

The thin evening wind revives, and the snow begins to accumulate at night. The condensation of Yin is strong, and the noise of dust subsides for a while.

After sitting for a long time, I heard the sound of the baby, and suddenly I heard nothing. Comrades No. 1 and 2 in Kangzhou Zhilizhong. There is a road to the old mountain but no way to go, and the light cares about the dream.

I am really laughing at myself when I am wandering around the world of mortals. I am competing to see who can compete with me when I travel to Baishe in the old days. There are thousands of beautiful rocks in my chest, but my eyes are empty.

The wild geese are gone before the wind and rain stop. This feeling is so vague that it is difficult to be poor. Passing Ji Pavilion Yuan Dynasty Ding Cun The spring breeze leads the staff through Ji Pavilion, and the water is green on the first day.

A hundred hectares of clear waves and blue falls, a group of returning geese crossing the blue sky. Birds gathered in the eaves and couplets know people well, and dragons and dragons in mountains and rivers feel the spirit of the earth.

It’s a shame that all the old bills have been lost, and there are only a few left in tears in the wind. Pastoral Miscellany in Spring by Wu Wangyu of the Yuan Dynasty The wild water is muddy and the geese are playing, and the grasshoppers are sunbathing in the gaps between the sparse fences.

The grass is green, and cattle and sheep are lying casually. The door is quiet, no one is around, and there are many birds. When the husband is tired and leans on the plow, he needs his wife to feed him, and when the old man is happy, he strikes the soil and sings the song.

The newcomers have their own livelihood, and they like to live in honeycombs under the eaves. Spring Pastoral Miscellany (palindrome) Chen Xisheng, Yuan Dynasty Plows and hoeing are all over the fields, farmers are boiling, and the trees are red with the sound of blood vomiting and cuckoos vomiting blood.

The seedlings stand tall and the needles are green, and the wheat waves turn green. The cock crows, the rain falls in the quiet flower village during the day, and the clams bark towards the cold grass bank and the wind blows.

Outside the stream, the clouds pass by and the flutes are in chaos, and there is a faint smoke and wild-colored trees and green onions. Xiu Lake Ming Dynasty·Wang Yi On the Huachuan River for ten miles, it is a pleasant trip every year.

The temple is under the forest of rain flowers and the side building of Fengliu Station. Desert Wu Rongpu, Yiyi Du Ruozhou.

In my life, I am not allowed to pay for my affairs. Qingyan Mountain In the secluded Qingyan Mountain, houses are built to open up wasteland.

Mountains line up to the left and right, and twin streams ring from east to west. Xiao Ran kept the silence, surrounded by pendants and poles.

Lin Quan is lucky to be clear and victorious, and I will live in darkness for the time being. Build a city 贴 Build a city in the morning and build a city in the evening. The city is built so high that it often collapses.

It rains heavily in May in the south of the Yangtze River, and everyone suffers with the collapse and construction. Everyone builds cities and sells more land, and small families sell their products to help make money.

Every inch of the building in the morning and a foot in the evening are all the blood of the people. Fighting for the height of the city can prevent thieves, but what is the benefit of the people when their power is exhausted?

Don’t you see, your majesty’s virtues are as high as the sky, and you have been a family all over the world for thousands of years. You can’t rely on the golden soup, so how can you sit down and let the people’s strength be reduced? Water Bamboo Cave Tian Ming Dynasty·Wang Chu The clear water outside the pavilion is naturally turbulent, and green blue king stems are planted around the pavilion.

The glass light soaks through the windows and is cold, and the shade of Pei Cui is covered with cold pillows. The child catches the fish now and then catches it, the Taoist cuts the bamboo basket skillfully and makes it the best.

When the wind blows, the jade is struck like a flying fairy ringing its ring. Ode to the Journey Fu Zao of the Ming Dynasty: Heading towards Lingpu in the morning and staying in the Yangtze River in the evening.

The customs of Dujiang are very different, and you can garrison in the distance to look at Zhongpi. A man attaches great importance to his merits and deeds, and would rather love the pine and chrysanthemum period.

I admire Xie Anshi and descend to the east mountain frontier. If you have great achievements, you will have no taboos. You can just talk and laugh at chess.

Shi Bi Ming · Li Heming The blue stone rises at the beginning of the day, and the spring breeze clears up the mountain. Occasionally I go out with the yellow calf and walk leisurely by the green stream.

The quiet bird is speechless, and the falling flowers make a sound. Looking back at the waterfall, there are white clouds growing under the trees.

Long Qiu and Yun Zhu Lian, Ming Dynasty A floating monk makes tea outside the bamboo, and the wind warms the grass and the deer sing in the sand. Where can I see mountaineers in Qingxi? I ??can count the fallen flowers in front of the waterfall rock.

On the second day of New Year's Day, snow fell on the plains. Zhu Xiang, Ming Dynasty: Snowflakes flew all night in the spring suburbs, and the branches of the trees were completely covered with makeup. White as far as the eye can see.

4. Use a small item in life to make a small poem

In my dreamy childhood, I once asked the wise stars, I once asked the kind moon. How long is the road to dreams? I once asked The affectionate earth, I once asked the warm sun. How long is the road to dreams? Childhood is the first green leaves, childhood is the budding flower buds, childhood is a blue sky, childhood is full of beautiful dreams. I once asked smart The stars, I once asked the kind moon; How long is the road to dreams. I once asked the affectionate earth, I once asked the warm sun. How long is the road to dreams? Childhood is the first green leaf, childhood is in bud. Flower buds, childhood is a blue sky, childhood is full of beautiful dreams. I once asked the smart stars, I once asked the kind moon; How long is the road to dreams? I once asked the affectionate earth, I once asked the warmth The sun. How long is the road to dreams? I once asked the wise stars, I once asked the kind moon. How long is the road to dreams? I once asked the affectionate earth, I once asked the warm sun. The road to dreams. How long is it? Childhood is like a new green leaf, childhood is like a budding flower bud, childhood is like a blue sky, childhood is full of beautiful dreams. I once asked the smart stars, I once asked the kind moon, what is the path of dreams? How long is it? I once asked the affectionate earth, I once asked the warm sun. How long is the road to dreams? Childhood is a new green leaf, childhood is a budding flower bud, childhood is a blue sky, childhood is full of beauty dream. I once asked the wise stars, I once asked the kind moon; How long is the road to dreams? I once asked the affectionate earth, I once asked the warm sun. How long is the road to dreams? The late rain is gentle Smoke, dreamy vistas, bursts of vision, and people are confused. Starlight shines in the sky, and the mountains and rivers are illuminated. The beautiful scenery is vivid. The past events are presented one by one in front of my eyes. The outlines of childhood images are presented one by one. The long years are ruthless, silent farewell, farewell, farewell to the past, time passes in a hurry, spring breeze, fate changes, confidence Firm and infinite, just like the past, pure and flawless, innocent life, cheerful laughter, the sky is learning how to fly like birds, the setting sun is shining, wandering and searching, shouting loudly, the fragrance of flowers is floating, and the wind is shouting, my mother suddenly acts coquettishly and stays with me in bed every night, the blurred and psychedelic charm is floating and floating. Laughing in the sky and learning how birds fly, the setting sun shining red, the outlines of childhood images are presented one by one, pieces of heartfelt sentiments, artistic conceptions, luck is a girl, no worries, no hatred, no resentment, innocence and joy, thinking about the spring light every inch, silently sending my mother's love, when will I be in my arms again? When I was a child, I met you in my hometown before dawn. You and I will always have the same thoughts. When will we meet again in your hometown? Before dawn, I will think about you every night and every morning here. When can I walk with you again on the streets if you want me to pick flowers for you? Every time I see wild flowers, I will think about you. When I was a child, I have been thinking about you for thousands of years. I want to climb the moon. You said you wanted me to hang my heart in the sky. When will I be able to fly to the stars and the moon with you again? Every time I see the stars, I will think of you. When I was a child, you and I carved our hearts into the flower trees. You said that two infatuated hearts will always watch when can we walk together with you again in pairs to see the flowers and trees and see if these two hearts will always face each other *** You met in childhood and your best friend will never change with you *** How many moments of happiness have we spent together? It’s so simple as a close friend. *** You meet every day and I will always be by your side. We will never change. *** Spending happy moments is not simple every day. The pure love is always in my heart. There will always be troubles and difficulties in my heart, helping each other side by side. From my childhood to this day. I have never forgotten that you will always encourage each other. In my childhood, the cicadas sang loudly on the banyan tree by the pond. In summer, only butterflies rested on the swing by the playground. The teacher’s chalk on the blackboard was still chirping and writing. I kept waiting for the end of class, waiting for school to be over, and waiting for games. There was everything in the childhood welfare club except for half a dime in my pocket. Who among Zhuge Shiro and the Devil Party got the sword? Why didn’t the boy in the next class pass by my window yet? The snacks in my mouth, the comics in my hands, my first love in my childhood, I always had to wait until bedtime to find out that I had only done a little bit of homework, and I always had to wait until after the exam to find out that the books I should read have not yet been read. An inch of time, an inch of gold. The teacher said that an inch of gold is precious. It’s hard to buy an inch of time. Day after day, year after year, a confused childhood. No one knows why the sun always sets on the other side of the mountain. No one can tell me whether there are gods living in the mountain. How many days, I am always alone. It's so good to stare at the sky in a daze

Qi just imagines such a lonely childhood, dragonflies flying over in the sunshine, patches of green rice fields, watercolor crayons and kaleidoscopes can't draw a rainbow on one side. When will I be like a senior classmate with a mature and grown-up face, looking forward to the holidays, looking forward to the holidays? I look forward to the childhood of growing up tomorrow. The childhood of growing up day after day, year after year. 5. Poems about supermarkets

There is a warm supermarket in the afternoon

You can go shopping in the sunshine

Come in through the last window

Snap A sound

Pasted on the shelf opposite

People's lives are displayed on the shelf

Customers in twos and threes

Carrying casual Mood

Choosing the days ahead

A wide range of products

Exquisite details

Teasing the desire to buy