Childhood is a poem that imitates a sentence.

Poems about childhood 1. Famous poems about childhood

1 will always be unique and irreplaceable: this is the memory of childhood. -French novelist and dramatist Dugard's childhood famous saying "Tibor"

2, don't wait, white young head, empty and sad. -Yue Fei

Childhood is a stage in the process of continuous regeneration of life, and human beings live forever in this process of continuous regeneration. -Irish playwright Bernard Shaw, Parents and Children

4. Efforts should be made to make children have a strong body, let them spend a peaceful and quiet childhood in a loving environment, and let their good self-confidence extend as much as possible. Madame Curie

5. The ability to think objectively is rationality, and the emotion based on rationality is humility. Only by getting rid of the childhood fantasy of trying to be omniscient and omnipotent can we be objective and use our own rationality. -German psychiatrist Fromm childhood quotes

I don't have any talent, but I like to get to the bottom of it. -Einstein

7. The greatest pride in life is to realize childhood dreams as an adult. -Ma Jia

8. Don't try to know everything, or you will know nothing. Democritus

9. I remember, I remember, the tall fir trees are lush; I often think that its delicate treetops are next to the blue sky; That was my childhood dream. Now I know that heaven is farther away from us than I thought when I was a child, which inevitably makes me unhappy. -British poet Thomas Hood "I remember, I remember"

10, children are the key to heaven. -Merry stoddard's Children's Prayer

1 1. The more questions a child asks, the more he knows about his surroundings in his early childhood. The cleverer he is at school, the brighter his eyes and the sharper his memory. To cultivate a child's intelligence, he must be taught to think. -Soviet educator Suhomlinski

12, praise childhood, which brought the beauty of heaven in our earthly hardships. Amir

13, false knowledge is better than ignorance. Ignorance is like a clearing where you can cultivate and sow seeds, while pseudology is like a wasteland full of weeds, which is almost impossible to pull out. Kantu

14, childhood ignorance is lovely, youth ignorance is ridiculous, youth ignorance is pitiful, middle-aged ignorance is pathetic, and old age ignorance is pathetic. -Professor of Beijing Normal University and cultural scholar Yu Dan said in his childhood.

15, the blade comes from sharpening, and the plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold. Put pen to paper shocks the wind and rain, and poetry becomes tears. -Du Fu

16. To be true bosom friends, we must trust each other. Lev tolstoy: childhood, adolescence and youth.

17, childhood is the most wonderful stage of life. At that time, children were a flower and a fruit, a hazy intelligence, an endless activity and a strong desire. -French writer Balzac's "Huxuer Miro"

18, if my childhood could be repeated, I would not waste it. I will spend every minute studying! -Indian poet, writer, philosopher, 19 13 Nobel Prize in Literature winner Tagore's "The Realization of Wishes".

19, if good feelings are not formed in childhood, then you can't cultivate them at any time. Because the formation of people's sincere feelings is related to the understanding of the most important truth and the experience and feeling of the most delicate part of the motherland's language. -Suhomlinski

20. What we know is limited, and what we don't know is infinite. Laplace

2. Poems about childhood

When I was a child, I didn't know the moon, so I called it a white jade plate. Lipper

The children ran after Huang Die, flew into the cauliflower, but disappeared.

The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.

Teenagers don't know the taste of trouble, fall in love with the floor, and are worried about giving new words.

In ancient China, there were many poems describing children. Their language is refined and vivid, which shapes children's expressions. The author selected several poems from the common books such as 300 Tang Poems, 300 Tang Poems and Zijia Poems for readers.

A poet in the Tang Dynasty wrote in My Hometown Book: "When a teenager leaves home, an old friend returns, and the local accent remains unchanged. When children meet and don't know each other, they smile and ask where the guests are from. " There are only 28 words in the whole poem, but it depicts a beautiful picture for us. After living in a foreign country for a long time, the author returned to his hometown, but the children in his hometown didn't know him. They smiled and asked him where he was a guest. These children are naive, lively, polite and very cute.

Cui Daorong, also in the Tang Dynasty, wrote, "Whoever doesn't tie the boat outside the fence, the spring breeze blows into the fishing bay. I suspect that there are villagers and I am anxious to go to Chai Men. " The poem "Living in a stream is a thing" depicts the interesting things by the stream in a fishing village in spring. I don't know whose boat is outside the fence, but I forgot to tie the cable and was blown into the fishing bay by the long spring breeze. The child who was fishing by the water's edge, not knowing the truth, mistakenly thought that a guest was coming, so he quickly put down his fishing rod and ran to the door to announce that he would open the Chai Men to meet him, but closed the door in a hurry. The poet wrote a series of children's actions into his poems, which seemed simple and natural, but in fact vividly portrayed the hospitable nature of rural children.

Rural children are not only hospitable, but also hardworking. Fan Chengda, a poet in the Song Dynasty, wrote in an idyllic poem "Four Seasons of Pastoral Glory": "The children in the village mind their own business when they plow during the day and are numb at night. Children and grandchildren are not prepared to farm and weave, but also learn to grow melons in mulberry shade. " What is described here is the scene of intense labor in the countryside in summer. "Villagers" refer to adult farmers, and "children and grandchildren" are children. Although children in rural areas can't farm and weave yet, when they see adults weeding and rubbing twine, they also plant melons under mulberry branches like adults.

The children not only learned to grow melons, but also learned to fish. Hu Lingneng, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote in Child Fishing: "A boy with unkempt hair learned to hang a bow and sit beside blackberries and moss. Passers-by use the topic to play, waving far away, not afraid of fish. " You see, how naughty and cute this little guy who is unkempt and sitting on the side is. He doesn't bite the hook for fear that the fish will be frightened. Even passers-by don't give an answer and ask for directions. Although he is "learning to appreciate diaosi", he is quite serious! The poet's handwriting seems to be effortless, but in fact, the kung fu is deep and poetic.

Yang Wanli, a poet in the Song Dynasty, is also a master of writing innocent and lovely children. In his "Xugong Store in Suxin City", there is such a description: "The hedges are sparse all the way, and the flowers on the branches end in shadows. The children are scrambling to catch up with Huang Die, and cauliflower is nowhere to be found. " The poet first showed us a picture of late spring and early summer. Then, a child "running after Huang Die" jumped out of the photo. The chased Huang Die suddenly disappeared in the cauliflower. The poem ends here, but we can imagine how the galloping children stopped at once and looked around in the cauliflower field.

It can be seen that ancient poets are not only good at observing, but also good at recording dull scenes with pens, which gives them magical power. It is not only novel, but also creates various lovely children's images.

3. What are the ancient poems that miss "childhood"?

The ancient poems that miss "childhood" are:

1. "On the Pool" Tang Bai Juyi

A child propped up the boat and secretly picked the white lotus back. He didn't know how to hide the trail. The duckweed on the water left a boat through the trail.

2. "Village Residence" is lofty and lofty

In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke.

The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.

3. "See" Qing Yuan Mei "

Cowboys ride on the backs of oxen, and songs echo in the forest. Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently.

4. Children Fishing Tang

A child with unkempt hair and immature face is learning to fish by the river. He is sitting sideways in the grass, and his shadow is set off by weeds.

Hearing the voice of passers-by, the child waved, afraid to disturb the fish and dare not respond to passers-by.

5. "Shepherd Boy" Huang Song Ting Jian

Riding an ox is far beyond a thousand villages, and the flute wind is obliquely separated from the dragon.

How many Chang 'an fame and fortune guests, organ failure is not as good as jun.

6. "Ornamental Fish" Tang Bai Juyi

Like children fishing, walk around the pool and watch the fish swim.

A person who loves fish has different hearts, so I will give you a hook.

7. "Tian Jia" Fan Song Chengda

Farming during the day, weaving at night, and the children in the village are in charge.

Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.

8. "Flower Shadow" Song Sushi

On the platform of Yao, I made several phone calls but couldn't get through.

In the evening when the sun went down, Hua Ying just retired, but the moon rose again and Hua Ying appeared again.

Modern poetry about "nostalgia for childhood";

If you really want to trace the source,

Childhood may disappear in an afternoon.

That summer was hot and dry.

I didn't notice how time slipped away.

That blowing green leaf

Paper flowers that will not wither in winter

That little bird that flies around forever

And that paper that can't be finished anyway.

They're all gone.

Leave simply, suddenly and without memory.

I don't understand. My pace is slow.

Or am I never willing to change?

I hope my pace is slow.

So that we can stop safely and watch them go further and further.

Until I found that I could no longer see the world through the eyes of a child.

Only then did I understand how natural it was to lose my childhood.

4. What are the poems about childhood?

Just a classmate and teenager, in the prime of life.

-Mao Zedong's "Qinyuanchun Changsha" advises you not to cherish the golden robe and to cherish your youth. -Where is the Du Qiuniang "Witch's Clothing" restaurant? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.

-Tu Mu's Qingming meets a stranger and asks where the guest comes from. -He Zhangzhi's "Two Hometown Couplets, Part I" Young people don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the building.

-Xin Qiji's "Ugly Slave, the middle wall of Shuboshan Road" children and grandchildren did not solve the problem of farming and weaving, but also learned to plant melons in the shade of mulberry trees. -Fan Chengda's Miscellaneous Seven in Summer Village I asked your student under a pine tree, "My teacher," he replied, "went to collect medicine."

-Jia Dao's "suicide note" grass shop is six or seven miles away from the field, and the night breeze is three or four. -Yan Lu's "The Shepherd Boy" The shepherd boy rides a yellow ox and sings.

-Yuan Mei "What I See" The children came back from school early and were busy flying kites in the east wind. -Gao Ding's "Village Residence" knows that children pick and promote weaving, and a night light falls on the fence.

-Ye Shaoweng "Night Book" Shao Hua is not for teenagers. -Qin Guan's "Jiang Chengzi Xicheng Liu Yang Nong Chun Meat" is a fishing boat with two children on it.

-Yang Wanli's "Boat Crossing Anren" Young people learn to grow old, and it is difficult to grow old. One inch of time is not light. -Zhu's "Accidental Success" The mood of a teenager when riding a cloud. Who wants to sit in the cold and sigh?

-Li He "To Wine".

5. Poems about childhood

Children's fishing [Tang]

A child with unkempt hair and immature face is learning to fish by the river. He is sitting sideways in the grass, and his shadow is set off by weeds. Hearing the voice of passers-by, the child waved, afraid to disturb the fish and dare not respond to passers-by.

The village house is high [clear]

In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.

Su Xinshi Xugong Store [Song] Yang Wanli

The hedge is thin and deep, and the flowers at the head of the tree are not shaded. The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.

On Pool [Tang] Bai Juyi

A child propped up the boat and secretly picked the white lotus back. He didn't know how to hide the trail. The duckweed on the water left a boat through the trail.

[Ming] See "Yuan Mei"

Cowboys ride on the backs of oxen, and songs echo in the forest. Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently.

"Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous" [Song] Fan Chengda

During the day, weeding in the fields and rubbing hemp thread at home at night, the men and women in the village took on all the housework. Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.

I want sentences and poems about my childhood.

Childhood fun

Everyone has a childhood, and interesting childhood stories are like all kinds of shells on the seashore, shining with colorful brilliance accompanied by seawater, and countless. Now I still hold the brightest shell in my hand, which is also my most unforgettable childhood story.

I remember when I was a child, when I was born, there was an orange tree in my yard and it was with me. I often carve a mark on the trunk with a knife to measure whether I am growing taller every day. Looking at those horizontal lines, I really hope to grow taller soon. One day, I suddenly found myself shorter than that mark. Oh, my God, have I grown backwards? I was so scared that I ran to ask my mother, "Mom, why are all my other friends taller and why am I shorter?" Mom quickly put down her work, put me on the chair and asked, "Why do you say that?" I jumped up from my chair, grabbed my mother's hand, dragged her into the yard and pointed out, "I carved my height on the tree with a knife every day, but today I carved it under the horizontal line I had carved before." I said, pointing to two horizontal lines on the tree. Mother listened to my words and looked at the tree again. After two minutes of silence, she burst into inexplicable laughter. She couldn't help laughing, and tears came out, patting her stupidly. "I suddenly realized that it was not that I was short, but that the tree was tall. Then I went to play with the chicken happily. I really don't know what stupid things I will do to chickens. . .

Ha ha! Interesting! My childhood was like this. There are many stupid things, such as bathing snow dolls and shaving eyebrows ... and so many interesting things. Silly things make up that colorful childhood, happy childhood and nostalgic childhood. Although this golden time is slowly leaving me, I am not that stupid. I believe that childhood anecdotes will definitely become the best memories in my life.

Interesting stories of childhood

Childhood is the most precious wealth in life, and childhood games are even more rare treasures. Whether poor or rich, childhood will become the most attractive magnetic field in life day after day.

My family is in the countryside, and my childhood memories are all in the late 1970s. At that time, every family had several children. Life in the countryside is very poor, so it is a good thing to fill their stomachs. There's really nothing to play. Apart from skipping rope, kicking shuttlecock and playing hide-and-seek, my favorite and best skill is to play joints, which are divided into sheep joints and pig joints, with four pieces for each pair. At that time, there was no money to buy, and everything had to be self-reliant, but every family lived a tight life. Fortunately, I am still smart, and finding foreign aid has become the only shortcut. Because of my good academic performance and good popularity, the little boy at the same table exchanged two pig feet for the right to copy homework for one semester. In the second grade, I finally got a pair of "toys" of my own, and my heart was beautiful.

As long as I am free, I will play with my friends. Because of my aura and persistence, I will play perfectly in a short time, but my hands are too small and my joints are big, so I can't play so well. Seeing other people's little leg joints, I have ambitions again. Because it was a production team system at that time, ordinary members didn't have the right to kill sheep at home ... That Mid-Autumn Festival, the team decided to kill some sheep for members, and I couldn't wait. Even so, I was moved. I secretly held happiness in my hand and gave it to my childhood.

Childhood makes the mountain greener, the water bluer, the dense birch forest on the mountain, dozens of families smoking at the foot of the mountain, three generations of grandparents and grandchildren, six brothers and sisters, a hardworking father, a kind mother, among whom I am the one with two sheephorn braids ... Although the world is big and time is fast, there is always a constant hometown dream in a corner of my heart, and childhood is bitter.

7. What are the poems about childhood?

1. Tian's father came back on the grass and the children in the village were grazing in the rain. Master Gao Dong, be the crops around the hut. -Jia Dao's "Stay in Zhengzhou")

The pond is full of grass and water, and the mountain is soaked by sunset. Cowherd's child sat on the cow's back and casually played the tune with piccolo. -Lei Zhen's "Country Night"

3. Children also love inscrutability, and there are a group of scissors kites. -Zhu Maoshu's Spring Tour of Qinhuai River

4. In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke. The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind. -Gao Ding's "Country House"

5. The horse treads on water, and the drunken sleeves reveal the wind. It's strange to see the child looking out and the magpie making a noise before I go to my home at the foot of the mountain. -Liu Yin's "Mountain Residence"

6. There are few pedestrians in Gu Xiang, the crescent moon is curved and thin, vines are all over the wall, and children pick lentils. anonymous

7. Like children fishing, walk around the pool and watch the fish swim. A person who loves fish has different hearts, so I will give you a hook. -Bai Juyi's Ornamental Fish

8. Who is like a shepherd boy, the cow sleeps in autumn, and listens deeply. Play a song, why worry about not knowing the north-south sound! -Zhao Lu's "Shepherd Boy"

9. The baby propped up the boat and stole Bai Lianhua back. He didn't know how to hide the trail. The duckweed on the water left a boat through the trail. -Bai Juyi is on the pool

10. When I first met someone, I was dumb, refused to go back to sleep, and fell in love with a car. It is reasonable to cry all night, because it costs too much to wear clothes. -Wei Zhuang's "With Daughter"

1 1. A little boy with thick hair learned to draw a bow and sat on a strawberry table to reflect on himself. Hearing the voice of passers-by, the child waved, afraid to disturb the fish and dare not respond to passers-by. -Hu Lingneng's "Fishing Children"

12. Farming during the day, weaving at night, and the children in the village are in charge. Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees. -Fan Chengda's "Tian Jia"

13. The shepherd boy rides a cow and sings loudly. Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently. -Yuan Mei "See"

14. Companion children's trousers are pleated red, holding clues to curse God. Everyone praised you for coming early and owed me a kite. -Kong Renshang's Flying a Kite

15. Baitoulang rides Pulsatilla, and the family moves by boat. He just caught a bass, and his son and grandchildren are busy collecting firewood in the silver grass to make a fire and roast fish. -Zheng Gu's "Fisherman on Huai River"

8. What are the poems about childhood?

The cicada on the banyan tree by the pond in childhood is crying loudly. In summer, only butterflies stop on the swing beside the playground. The teacher's chalk is still creaking on the blackboard. There is everything in the childhood welfare club, just a game of waiting for class and waiting for school. There is not a dime in the pocket. Zhuge Shiro and the Magic Party, who grabbed the sword? Why haven't the boys in the next class passed by my window yet? In the first childhood in comics, I always have to wait until I go to bed to know that I have only done a little homework, and I always have to wait until I finish the exam to know what I should learn. I haven't read for an inch. Teacher Jin said that an inch of time is an inch of gold. Day after day, year after year, I was in a daze. No one knows why the sun always sets on the other side of the mountain. No one can tell me whether there are immortals living in the mountains. Many days, I always face the sky alone. Stay so curious, so fantasize about such a lonely childhood. Dragonflies are flying in the sun, and green rice fields, watercolors, crayons and kaleidoscopes can't be painted. When will the rainbow grow up like a senior classmate's mature face? Looking forward to the holiday, looking forward to tomorrow's growth, looking forward to growing up day by day, looking forward to growing up and dreaming of childhood. I once asked the clever star, and I once asked the kind moon. How long is the road to dreams; I once asked the affectionate earth, the warm sun, how long the dream road is. Childhood is a newborn green leaf, a budding bud, a blue sky and a beautiful dream. I once asked the clever star, and I once asked the kind moon. How long is the road to dreams? I once asked the affectionate earth and the warm sun. How long is the road to dreams? Childhood is a newborn green leaf, a budding bud, a blue sky and a beautiful dream. I once asked the clever stars and the kind moon. How long is the road to dreams? I once asked the affectionate earth, the warm sun, the clever stars and the kind moon. I once asked the affectionate earth, the warm sun, how long the dream road is. Childhood is a newborn green leaf, a budding bud, a blue sky and a beautiful dream. I once asked the clever star, and I once asked the kind moon. How long is the road to dreams? I once asked the affectionate earth and the warm sun. How long is the road to dreams? Childhood is a newborn green leaf, a budding bud, a blue sky and a beautiful dream. I once asked the clever stars and the kind moon. How long is the road to dreams? I have asked the passionate earth, and I have asked the warm sun. How long is the road to dreams? The night rain is light smoke, dreamy and blurred. People are also confused. The stars are shining in the sky, and the mountains and rivers are full of vitality and beautiful. Old things are presented in the outline of childhood. The years bid farewell to the past mercilessly and silently, the spring breeze is clean and flawless, and the fate has become more confident. Just like the innocent life in the past, the sky is cheerful and laughing, birds fly and the sun shines red. Looking for flowers floating in the wind, I called my mother a coquetry, and I stayed with my bed every night, vaguely psychedelic and laughing. Birds and flowers are singing in the sky, and the sun is setting, and the outline of my childhood image is presented one by one. Fortunately, girls have no worries, no hatred, no resentment, innocence and happiness. I miss my mother silently. When can I return to my arms? When will I see you in your hometown before dawn? When will you and I be together with your hometown forever? I miss you every night before dawn. When I was a child, I went to the building in pairs with you. When can I go to the building with you again? Every time I see wild flowers, I miss you. I fought with you when I was a child and wanted to climb the moon. You said you wanted me to hang my heart in the sky. When can I fight with you again? I miss you every time I see stars. When I was young, I would carve my heart into a flower tree. You said that. After two infatuations, I will always see when I can walk to the flower tree with you again and see if these two hearts are always opposed. * * * You met in childhood, and how many happy hours I spent with you were just bosom friends. Simple * * * You meet you every day, and I have never changed when I spend happy time with you. * * * Every day is not simple and innocent. Love is always in my heart. If there are troubles and difficulties, help each other shoulder to shoulder. I have never forgotten my childhood past.