My own poem, my dad
Chapter 1: My dad
Author: My bra
Looking into the distance
His eyes were like white cloth
The moonlight poured all over the place
His eyeballs were hidden among the stars
For several nights, he His back is like a thin corn seedling
stuck in the wind
Night insects accompany his sigh
Looking into the night, my dad
No lips, no eyes
Only the back, spreading outward
Burning outward
Burning out the past life and secrets
Under the window, mother hugged the flame
She buried her eyes and said nothing
Dad, my dad
You got drunk first.
Drunk
Sad Night
My dad, looking into the distance
…
Chapter 2: My father is very earthy
Author: Dankanhualuo
My father is very earthy
Every time I walk on the street
Will talk loudly with people I know well
My father is very rustic
I eat banana peels every time
Always like to throw it away
No matter what occasion
or place
My dad is very rustic
Every time When chatting with us
he always likes to say things
that make me funny
and things that make us
very puzzled
Every time we pretend
Nod with understanding
My dad is very earthy
Sometimes he likes to eat
The rest of our meal
My father is very rustic
He always likes to wear some
very shabby clothes
We have almost never seen the new one
Only when we grew up did we realize that
My father is not a country person
And that He is great
Chapter 3: My Dad
Author: Sunflower
He, when I came
saw me, excited Tears streamed down his face
When he, when I could speak
would call him daddy, he would happily hold me above his head to show off to others
He, when I could walk
led me around the world
He, when I went to school
lay beside me every night , taught me to study hard
He, when I encountered difficulties
, would stretch out his generous hand to stroke my head and tell me the story of the ugly duckling
He, when I encounter grievances
He will fight for me like a big brother
He, when I am hurt
He always sent me to the hospital as quickly as possible
When I wanted to cry
he would hold me in his arms and let my tears stain his clothes.
When I have a dispute with him
He always looks at me silently and tells me who is right and who is wrong with his eyes
He uses his His love
nourishes me and makes me grow up step by step
It is he who gives me great love
and makes me become the best person in the world The happiest person
He, my dad—the person I love most
Chapter 4: My
Dad
Author: Yijiao
I was taken out of my mother's belly by a pair of warm hands, and those hands belonged to my father
I was taken out by a pair of warm hands every day I was rocked to sleep, those hands belonged to my father
I was called to crawl forward by a pair of warm hands, those hands belonged to my father
I was held by a pair of warm hands When I learned to walk, those hands belonged to my father
I was hugged by a pair of warm hands and sat on my father's shoulders. Those hands were my father's
I was sent to school by a pair of warm hands. When I was brought up by a pair of warm hands, those hands belonged to my father
When I was sent to work by a pair of warm hands, that The hands belong to my father
Those are big hands, full of warmth, the hands that bring me happiness
Those are the two injured hands, full of sadness, that bring me happiness The hands that bring happiness
Those hands belong to dad, my dad, my favorite dad!
Chapter 5: My dad is a big shovel
Author: Sun Jinglun
My dad has a name
But it has already been vaguely
Almost no one asked about it
He has a trouble-free nickname
----Big shovel
And this name Belongs to an urban tribe
He and his companions
are an eyesore to the streetscape
Dad has no money to smoke
Every day Car exhaust can be enjoyed for free
Dad rarely takes a shower
The pouring rain is a free shower
Those dusty places
It was the position he was vying for
Those dirty and heavy jobs
were his only choice
No one knew
This was also Flesh and blood
Thought they were tools like spades and pickaxes
Dad who lived in a shabby bungalow
Hundreds of times a day in other people’s homes
Going up and down the stairs
Wounds and white eyes
It seemed that his dignity could no longer be hurt
He took a lame stray puppy
Take it home and bandage it
Give half of the food in your bowl to him
One time he got angry
That was when he dragged me out of the Internet cafe
And yesterday he cried
It was when he was painting someone else's 200-square-meter new house
News about the Sichuan earthquake was broadcast on TV
He stuffed the ten days’ wages he had just paid
into the donation box on the side of the road
p>TV reported this news
It became the talk of the city
A migrant worker who refused to be named
A man who donated all his money A righteous deed
I saw it in the classroom
Dad, I am no longer ashamed of your humbleness
In my tears, I chanted your forgotten name Qi Lu Is "My Dad" a poem or a prose
Is it a prose poem
The prose poem "My Dad"
I like my dad's big hands, they hold them warmly Hold my little hand. I love it when daddy lifts me up and lets me fly around like a little plane.
I like to sit on my father's lap, like sitting on a seesaw. "Fooling, fooling", up and down.
I like to climb onto my dad’s lap, then slide down on my instep, “chi yo yo yo”, just like sliding down a slide.
I climbed on my dad’s back, just like climbing a mountain. Riding on his neck was like climbing to the top of a mountain.
Ha ha! The tallest, tallest tall guy is me now.
I like my father’s arms. With a gentle touch, my mother and I are close to his heart. Collection of Children's Poems
"If I Were a Snowflake" Jin Bo
If I were a snowflake,
Where would I fall?
Float into the river,
Become a drop of water,
Play with the small fish and shrimp?
Float into the square,
Go build a snowman,
Looking at you with a smile?
Kiss her,
and melt with joy.
...
"Daddy's Snoring"
It's like a little train on the mountain,
It reminds me of,
p>
Beautiful forest.
Dad's snoring,
was always intermittent,
made me worry that the train would derail.
Huh?
Dad’s snoring stopped.
Has the train arrived at the station?
"To the Mouse"
I like you——
A pair of smart eyes,
Pink ears.
Although you like to do bad things, I still like you.
If I come to your kingdom,
I must ask you to,
wash your face, wash your hands, take a bath, and brush your teeth.
I also want to teach you,
work on your own,
don’t do things secretly.
I would like to introduce you to a friend,
His name is Cat.
"Actually, I am..."
In fact, I am a cloud,
When I am in the sky,
floating freely
I want to tell you this.
Actually I am a butterfly,
When I was flying on the top of the flower,
I saw many insects,
I thought Tell you this.
In fact, I am a yellow leaf,
When I fall from the tree,
dye the earth into gold,
I want to tell you this.
"Taking the Train"
My father took me to take the train.
When the train started moving,
the things outside the window started to move. ;
The mountains began to recede,
The trees also receded,
The houses also receded...
Wow! Everything moved backwards,
It was so weird and fast,
We didn’t even have to walk,
We arrived in Taipei in no time.
"Aunt Qiu"
We
When I think of Aunt Qiu
I think of harvest
I have never seen it Aunt Qiu
But I guess Aunt Qiu’s face
is red
round
chubby
I have never seen Aunt Qiu
But I guess Aunt Qiu
is a painter
When Aunt Qiu comes
I gave the fruit trees and crops
a golden color
a fiery red color
Aunt Qiu
I am busy
——She filled all the
baskets and sacks
with
full particles
heavy fruits
Guozi loves to pout
Let me make a comment:
The basket is too small
It can’t fit!
Aunt Qiu
She is so kind
She brought us a cool breeze
> So that
those who look after the courtyard in the village
the little brothers and the old ladies
the Cattail Fans on the handles
a handful, a Put it away
Aunt Qiu
Came covered in dewdrops
Stepped on frost flowers
and left quietly
She left us
The joy of another harvest
"A Web to Catch the Moon" Silverstein (USA)
Me I made a net to catch the moon,
I will go out hunting tonight.
I will run and throw it into the sky,
I must catch the huge bright moon.
The next day, if the moon disappears from the sky,
You can think of it this way:
I have caught my prey,
Put it into the moon catching net.
In case the moon is still shining,
You might as well take a look below, you will see clearly,
I am swinging freely in the sky,
The prey in the net is a star.
Maurice Kalem (1899--1978), Belgian poet. He published more than 50 poetry collections throughout his life and won many literary awards. In 1972, he won the title of "Master of Poetry" in Paris. His major works include poetry collections "Mother" (1935), "Magic Lamp" (1947), "The Loveliest Person" (1967), etc.
"I Learn to Write"
When I learned to write "Little Sheep",
All of a sudden, trees, houses, fences,
p>
Everything I see with my eyes is curled up like wool.
When I took a pen to write "river"
in my little exercise book,
there was a splash of water in front of my eyes,
A palace also rose from the bottom of the water.
When my pen writes...gt;gt; A 600-word composition for junior high school titled "With You Along the Way"
Chapter 1: With You Along the Way
When my vision is blurred, when my mind is confused, when I lose my hearing, when my body is numb. I have you, always by my side, never leaving.
The past. You and I know each other, are not familiar with each other, and still have a strange atmosphere, colliding with each other, looking forward to sparking sparks with dazzling light. I want to talk to you, but I don’t know what kind of language can arouse your interest, and I don’t know which words will ignite the fuse of your anger.
I would also like to know when this running-in period will be like white smoke in the air, disappearing with the wind. Your appearance has long been deeply imprinted on my hippocampus, where my memory is stored, and I can no longer forget it.
Now. My life is accustomed to your existence, and my left atrium has left a world for you, which contains our friendship. Time flies by three years slowly. You and I are no longer the shy and reserved little girls we were back then. The boundaries between each other are not clear. You become transparent in my eyes, and so do I. You know me better than I do. I lost you, like a kite with a broken string, like a fish without water, like an old tree without roots, like a single bird, where should I go?
In the future. If time and space set up barriers for us, blocking the connection between you and me. Please remember that there was someone who sincerely smiled at you, gave you unpleasant advice, and followed you to live quietly without being disturbed by the world. If the God of Time cannot isolate us, then let us face the difficulties and dangers on the road of life and use the fearless sword to cut off the long thorns full of spikes. We are united as one and challenge heaven and earth. Ask him if he dares to separate us, if he dares to cut us off. When you get on the train of life, whether you see the seaside scenery with clear water and blue sky, or the yellow desert under the scorching sun. They all laughed lightly.
What words should I use to describe our friendship, and what expression should I make to thank you for accompanying me on the road of life.
I use the blood flowing in my heart to prove that you are the sun in my life. Never fall, never fade away.
Chapter 2: With you all the way
Growth requires companionship - with you, the journey is beautiful.
This world. It's like you exist. No longer ordinary.
When I was young, I played on the swings in the park. You pushed me and shook me, and the fragments of memory became a yellowed photo. When I got a little older, you left me alone at home to cultivate my independence. Habit; when I entered adolescence, you took me to familiarize myself with the scenery. Unfortunately, the beautiful scenery is always in the corners that are not cared about. In my growth, I could not lack your company - my mother.
Failure is the teacher of success, but my mother nurtured my spirit.
The sky is cloudy and the wind is rising. As soon as I got home, I didn't say anything because of my poor grades. However, your silence also surprised me. You just pulled me closer to the kitchen, which contained little else but pots and pans. But I don't know where you got a match from, and lit it with a "ba". A spark ignited in my eyes. It seems that I still have some doubts, rubbing the back of my head. So you pulled me closer, and finally you spoke, just as the match was extinguished: "Look, this match doesn't turn into ashes in the end, just like a moth willing to fight the fire in order to get light and heat. But this spark can light up the whole room, and the match girl also uses it to keep warm... This shows that everything and everyone has its own value in this world. When encountering setbacks, you must heal. Frustration makes you more courageous, turning them into stepping stones to success. ”
I touched the place where my heart beat, and the sparkling liquid from the corner of my eyes flowed into my mouth, and I suddenly realized.
Every time in the future, my mother’s words accompanied me through countless examination rooms. The results are mixed, both happy and sad. But what my mother gave me has always benefited me a lot.
Growing up also requires companionship - with you, I will never be alone along the way!
Chapter 3: With you all the way
With you all the way, you nourish my dry heart; with you all the way, you soothe the wounds of my youth; with you all the way, It is you who illuminate me in the cold night and let me see the light in the darkest hour before dawn. You, I will never forget you!
I still remember that midnight, I was sitting alone at my desk, feeling extremely frustrated because my grades were so bad, no one paid attention to me, no one could think of a solution for me, and I suddenly felt that I was this The loneliest person in the world, I have no weight in other people's hearts.
The loneliness at that time seemed a bit scary against the backdrop of the dark night. For a person who had no goals, no confidence, and no one cared about her, wasn't the loneliness she endured terrible?
My tired fingers accidentally knocked down a scattered book. At this moment, you told me: "You are in my eyes,
There is only one tear. The weight of it,
and this tear,
is enough to blur my
whole world”
Just like in the vastness. I found a clear spring in the boundless desert. I was nourished and fell in love with you. I no longer belittled myself and began to look for the direction proudly, because I knew you still cared about me.
Finally, hard work will always pay off. Just when I was dancing for improvement in my grades, you quietly told me: "If a young man doesn't work hard, he will be sad." Come and encourage me to continue working hard and don't think about it. This was achieved overnight and kept me in a clear state without getting carried away.
Then I finally understood that you are not only a few lines in the book, but also a close friend and a good listener. Li Bai had you all the way, and he achieved the myth of being drunk for half of the Tang Dynasty with a glass of wine; Tagore had you all the way, and he achieved a heart like a flying bird; Xu Zhimo had you all the way, and he achieved the Cambridge in his heart. And the insignificant me has you all the way, and I have confidence. Your lines are like the slender fingers of time, soothing me like drops of nectar and nourishing me. Thank you, poetry, those wonderful notes...
Chapter 4: With you along the way
I wonder if you have ever heard such a song: "With you along the way, it will be a little harder." You can also..." Yes! On this long road of life, there are so many touching moments and so many people who moved you. These people silently support us behind the scenes. On the road of life, it is because of these people that we can move forward step by step, little by little. A little mature and strong.
Mom, you are with me all the way. You give me the warmth of love and the harbor of home, just like Bing Xin's poem: "Mother! When the wind and rain come, I only want to hide in your arms." You give me the encouragement of love when I am tired physically and mentally, you I always dedicate myself selflessly to achieve my tomorrow.
Father, you are with me all the way. Your love is silent and heavy. Maybe you spend the least time with me, but the love you give me will never be the least. Your love is like old wine. The longer it goes, the stronger the aroma becomes. After many years, when the cover was lifted, there was actually a strong fragrance.
Teacher, I am with you all the way. You are the golden key that opens the door of knowledge for me. You guide us step by step towards a colorful world, but you are also a warning light when discipline is violated, always warning us. Your responsibility is great. How many flowers and green grass of the motherland have sprouted and grown up under your cultivation.
Friend, I am with you all the way. You are my life. A confidant in learning. Good friends, adhering to the absolute tenet of "enjoying blessings together and shouldering difficulties together", always walk side by side. When we are sad, there is your encouragement and comfort; when we are successful, there are tears that we cry together; when we encounter setbacks, we support each other. Friends walk together for life!
Having you along the way is a gift from God. I cherish those who love you in my life. To those who help you, even if God gives you a bumpy and tortuous road, you will face the difficulties along the way, so what should you be afraid of?
Chapter 5: With you all the way
Because I have you all the way, I am never alone.
From the moment I was born, you have been by my side all the way, and you have never left me because of my naughtiness. Thank you, my mother.
I remember when I was a child, when I dreamed about you at midnight, you would always pat my back with your warm hands, making me sleep peacefully. When I grow up, I will always encounter many setbacks when I am not sensible. At that time, you were never missing by my side. You always accompanied me through the most difficult moments. You always let me taste the fruit of joy only. Up to now, when I am in adolescence, I have always been tit-for-tat with you, but you have never abandoned me because of my bad temper, but you have given me infinite care.
Every impulse makes me regret it. Thank you, mother, because I have you all the way, so I grow up without worries.
I remember that time, I had a conflict with you over a trivial matter, and in a fit of rage, I slammed the door and left. Under the neon lights, I wandered alone on the street, loneliness flooding my whole world. I know I was wrong, but you can't leave me alone. How I long for you to appear by my side at this moment, but when I looked around but didn't find that familiar figure, despair surged into my heart. You said that you love me more than anyone else, but what do you mean now, are you ready to abandon me? I hate you a little, because you used to love me so much that I unconditionally believe that you will You would come to me, but you didn't come. There were sporadic drizzles floating in the sky, falling on me softly and softly, just like your warm hands. My tears fell unbridled, and loneliness and despair lingered around me. I half-crouched down and hugged my legs tightly with my hands. Maybe only in this way can I feel a little bit of warmth. Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in my ears, "Are you cold?" I looked up and saw you. I was so ecstatic at that time that I stood up quickly and hugged you tightly. You were obviously I was frightened, so I had no choice but to hug me tightly and say, "Don't be afraid, mom is here, ah." At that moment, a wave of warmth rushed into my heart. Because of you, I am the happiest person.
Chapter 6: With you all the way
Since the first grade of elementary school, you and I have had our first encounter in life. From now on, you and I are like fish and water, inseparable for a moment. You and I have been together for seven years now, but I believe that this is just the beginning, and we will become best friends in the longer term. Thank you, my friend - test paper.
Our fate has been closely linked since the first unit test in elementary school. You tested whether my knowledge was solid. From abcdefg to ABCDEFG, you made me see my shortcomings in your body. You taught me that I must study diligently to achieve good results and not be opportunistic; you reminded me that I must be down-to-earth in order to succeed and not muddle through. I am slowly growing up under your teachings.
When I graduated from elementary school, I held you flying in the air and ran home excitedly to show you to my parents. I know that I have excellent grades, and this is all due to you. It was you who allowed me to dive into the sea of ????questions and go through hundreds of battles before I could defeat you at the last critical moment. You taught me to think calmly, be steady and mature.
The most unforgettable thing for me is the exam in primary school and junior high school. I thought I would get excellent results and be promoted to a new class gloriously. However, you gave me a heads-up. The nearly failing grade in mathematics made me feel as if I had knocked over a five-flavor bottle. I came to you silently and worked hard, hoping that I could overcome my shortcomings. It is you who proved that everything in life will not be smooth sailing; it is you who made me become more courageous and stronger every time I faced setbacks.
Now I have completed my first year of junior high school, and you have been with me for another year. When I had some achievements, you immediately taught me not to be proud in the face of success, but also to learn with humility.
We have gone through many years of ups and downs together. It is you who enriched my brain, increased my knowledge, broadened my horizons, and made me realize the true meaning of life and the truth of life. Let us hold hands and move forward together despite difficulties.
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