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home

I am walking alone in the field, and the afterglow of the sunset is like a miser, collecting his last yellow.

Kim.

The sun sank deeply into the darkness, and the lonely earth lay quietly where it had been.

On the harvested land.

Suddenly, a child's shrill voice soared into the sky; He swept through the dark desert and released his singing.

The murmuring sound broke the silence tonight.

His farmhouse is located on the other side of the sugarcane field at the end of this barren land, hidden in Wu Xiang and slender betel nut trees.

Under the shade of palm trees, coconut trees and dark green durian trees.

On my lonely road, I stopped for a moment under the starlight and saw the darkness in front of me.

The earth under pressure. There are countless homes around with weapons, cradles and beds, and mothers' hearts.

There are also dusk lights, and young creatures are happy because of joy, but they don't care about these.

The value of this world!

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seaside

Children gather in this boundless seaside world.

The vast sky is still in the sky, the water waves are screaming endlessly, in this endless seaside world.

In this world, children get together and cheer.

They build houses with sand, play with empty shells and weave boats with dead leaves.

Slide into the sea with a smile. On the beach of this world, children have a good time.

They don't know how to swim or cast nets. Pearl pickers dive into the water to touch pearls.

People sail on the sea by boat; However, the children collected goose eggs and scattered them. they

I don't know how to cast a net.

The sea makes waves with a smile, and every shore shines with a pale smile. Dangerous waves are not good for children.

Singing meaningless songs, just like a mother rocking a baby's cradle. The sea and children

The children played together, and the beach shone with a pale smile.

The children gathered in this boundless seaside, and the storm wandered in the sky without roads, and the ship was damaged.

On the trackless water, the fear of God has come out, the children are playing, in this boundless sea.

The frontier world is an excellent gathering place for children.

waterhead

Sleep flutters on children's eyelids-does anyone know where this sleep comes from? be

Yes, there is a legend: sleeping in the fairy village under the shade of the forest; There, fireflies mentioned

Holding a small lantern; There, there are two shy buds hanging, and sleep flies from there to kiss.

Look at the child's eyes.

A smile flashed across the child's lips when he slept-does anyone know this smile?

Where was it born? Yes, there is a legend that the nascent light of a crescent moon touches the dissipated light.

The edge of autumn clouds; There, the smile was originally born in a dew-washed morning dream-micro.

Laughter flashed on the child's lips.

The fragrant, smooth and fresh breath opens on the baby's limbs-does anyone know that it was hidden earlier?

Where are you hiding? Yes, when my mother was a girl, it filled her heart.

The attention of love and the mystery of silence-this fragrant, gentle and fresh breath has been in the baby's limbs.

Open it on the internet.

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Children's way

If the child wants to do this, he can fly to the sky at once.

It is not without reason that he did not leave us;

His only wish is to learn from his mother's lips, which is why he thinks.

So confused.

The baby has piles of gold, silver and pearls, but he came into this world like a beggar.

He wants to dress like this, not without reason:

He asked for the treasure of maternal love, and the lovely naked beggar had to pretend to be completely helpless.

Only in this way can we get the rich treasure of mother's love.

Children are unconstrained in the thin crescent land.

He gave up his freedom, not without reason;

He knows that in the corner of his mother's heart, there is an endless place to play and hug in her dear arms.

Far sweeter than that kind of freedom.

Babies never know how to cry. He lives in a city full of happiness.

He chose to cry, not without reason:

Although the smile on his lovely face attracted his mother's longing for him, in a small hardship

Crying a few times in bed but knitting a loving double knot.

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Living Xiao Lei

Ah! Who dyed that little dress, my child, and covered your beautiful limbs with that little red?

Clothes?

You came to play in the yard in the morning, and you tripped when you ran.

But, my child, who dyed that little dress?

Ray in my life, what makes you laugh?

Your mother stood on the steps and smiled at you.

As soon as she clapped her hands, the bracelet jingled, and you shook the small bamboo pole in your hand like jumping up.

A little shepherd boy is dancing.

But, Xiao Lei in my life, what makes you laugh?

Ah, little beggar, you put your hand around your mother's neck. What are you begging for?

Ah, greedy little beggar, do you want me to take the world off the sky like a fruit and put it on it?

In your little hand?

Ah, little beggar, what are you begging for?

The wind laughed and took away the jingle of your ankles,

When you are dressed up, the sun is smiling.

You sleep in mommy's arms, and the sky protects you. In the morning, you come to your bed carefully and kiss you.

Eyes.

The jingle of ankle bells carried away by the wind and laughter.

The fairy of the dreamer flies to you through the dawn sky.

The position of the mother of the world in your mother's heart remains unchanged.

The man who plays music with the stars is standing in front of your window with his flute.

The fairy of the dreamer has flown to you through the dawn sky.

The thief of sleep

Who fell asleep from the child's eyes? I have to know.

Mother slung the water bottle around her waist and went to the nearby village to fetch water.

Just when the children's play time has passed; Ducks are quiet in the pool, too.

The shepherd boy dozed in the shadow of the banyan tree.

The white crane stood solemnly in the swamp next to the lemon forest.

Just then, the thief of sleep came, stole sleep from the child's eyelids and flew away.

When the mother came back, she found the child swimming around the house on all fours.

Who stole sleep from the child's eyes? I have to know. I have to find her and lock her up.

Let's go

I must pass those boulders and angry stones and visit the black hole where a small stream flows.

I had to look for the vague shadows of Gula bushes, and pigeons were whispering in the corner.

The fairy's ankle bell jingled in the silence of the starry night.

At dusk, I will peep into the whispering silence in the bamboo forest, where fireflies are wasting their light.

I will ask every creature I meet: "Who can tell me where the sleeping thief lives?"

? 』

Who stole sleep from the child's eyes? I have to know.

As long as I can catch her, I'm afraid I won't teach her a good lesson?

I'm going to search her lair and find the hiding place of her stolen sleep.

I want to get them all back.

I want to tie her wings firmly and put them by the river; Then let her be in Juncus

Catch lotus flowers with reeds.

At the market in the evening, the children in the village sat on their mother's lap; So the night bird will laugh.

Grab her and make a noise in her ear: "Whose sleep are you stealing now?" 』

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source

"Where did I come from and where did you find me?" The child asked his mother.

She hugged the child tightly and answered with a smile:

"My baby, you are a wish hidden in my heart. 』

You are among the dolls I played in my childhood; When I shape idols every morning; I'll do it. You ruined it again.

You are honored as a god like our family god, and I worship you in his worship.

In all my hopes, love, my life and my mother's life, you will be there.

Live there.

You have been raised for a long time in the arms of the immortal spirit of taking care of our family.

When I was a girl, when my heart bloomed petals, you were like a fragrance soaring on it.

Your tender sweetness blooms on my young limbs, like the dawn in the sky rising before the sunrise.

God's first darling, twin with the morning light, floated from the river of life in the world and finally stopped.

It is in my heart.

When I look at your face, it makes me unbelievable; You belong to everyone, and now you are mine.

I held you in my arms for fear of losing you. What magic has hidden all the treasures of the world in me?

In the delicate arm bay 』

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Children's world

I hope to get a quiet corner of my child's real inner world.

I said there were stars talking to him, and the sky bent down to put clouds on his face.

Rainbow makes him smile.

Those who pretend that they can't talk and never seem to move climb to his window.

Tell him a story, or bring a toy tray full of light.

I hope I can cross the child's inner path and get rid of all the shackles.

There, messengers ran around the king's territory for no reason.

There "reason" flies kites with its own laws, and "truth" fetters "facts".

Get free.

include

When I bring you colorful toys, my child, I understand why there is a dance.

Colors are in the clouds, on the water. Why do flowers need to be colored-when I put colored toys

Here you are, my boy.

When I sing a song to make you dance, I really understand why there is music and waves in the leaves.

Tao sings to the heart that listens to the earth-when I sing, I make you dance.

When I took the candy to your greedy hand, I understood why there was honey in the flower cup and why the water was trapped.

When I pass the candy to the hand you need.

When I kiss your face and make you smile, my baby, I understand what the morning light is in the sky.

The happiness of coming down from the rain, what is the happiness that the cool Xia Feng brings to my body-when I kiss you?

Make you smile.

submit to trial

Say anything about him, but I know my child's weakness.

I love him not because he is good, but because he is my child.

You're just trying to measure his strengths and weaknesses. How do you know he is a part of myself?

When I had to punish him, he became one of me.

When I made him cry, my heart cried.

I have the right to scold him and punish him because he can only be punished by those who love him.

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toy

Son, how happy you are. You sat in the dust and played with the broken little tree all morning.

Branches.

I laughed at you playing with that twig.

I'm busy calculating. At one o'clock, I'll add up at one o'clock.

Maybe, when you catch a glimpse of me, you will think,' What a boring game this is to ruin your early life.

Good morning! 』。

Son, I have forgotten the art of concentrating on making sticks and mud cakes.

I found expensive toys and collected a lot of gold and silver.

No matter what you find, you create your favorite game, and I waste time, waste time.

My energy, to find something I'll never get.

In my weak canoe, I tried to cross the sea of hope, but forgot where I was.

Play games.

astronomer

I just said, "When the full moon is wrapped around the branches of that Thangka tree at night, no one can."

Catch it? 』

But my brother laughed at me and said, "little darling, you are the stupidest child I know." This moon will always be. "

It is far away from us. How can people catch it? 』

I said, "Brother, you are so stupid! When my mother looked at me out of the window

When the children smile at the following game, will you say that she is far away? 』

Brother still said, "you little fool!" But, baby, you found a big one there.

Is the net enough to catch the moon? 』

I said, "Sure, grab it by hand. 』

But my brother smiled and said, "You are the stupidest child I know. If the moon comes near,

You will see how big the moon is. 』

I said, "Brother, what nonsense do they teach you at school? When mother bent down,

Does her face look big when she kisses us? 』

But my brother still said, "You are a little fool. 』

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Yunhelang

Mom, those people who live in the clouds are calling me-

"We woke up in the morning and played until the end of the day.

We play with the golden dawn and the silver moon. 』

I asked, "but how can I come to your side? 』

They replied, "Go to the edge of the earth and raise your hand to the sky, and you will be caught."

Take it to the cloud. 』

"My mother is waiting for me at home. I said, "How can I leave her and come to you? "

Coming? 』

So they laughed and drifted away.

But I know a better game.

I am the cloud, and you are the moon.

I will cover you with my hands, and our roof will turn blue.

People living in the waves shouted to me-"We sang songs from morning till night; front

Forward, forward, we are traveling and don't know where to go. 』

I asked, "But how can I join you? 』

They told me, "Come to the shore, close your eyes, and you will be caught by the waves."

Take it. 』

I said, "My mother often lets me stay at home at dusk-how can I leave him?" 』

So they laughed and jumped over.

But I know a better game.

I am the wave, and you are the coast of a foreign land.

I want to roll forward. Keep rolling until the laughter stops on your knees.

No one in the world can know where we are.

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The Flower of Xiang Bo

If I become a cedar flower, just for fun, I will grow on the branches of that big tree.

In fact, smiling and swaying in the wind, dancing on the newly sprouted leaves, will you know me, mom?

If you shout, "Baby, where are you?" So you have to smile to yourself and keep quiet.

silent

I should secretly open my petals and see what you are doing.

When taking a bath, wet hair falls on your shoulders; You walked from the shadow of the fir tree to the small one.

When you go to the court to pray, you will smell the fragrance of cedar flowers, but you don't know that it comes from me.

Get out.

When you sit at the window after lunch and read Ramayana, the tree shadow falls on your hair.

On my knee, I cast my little shadow on the page you are reading.

But would you guess that this is a shadow of your child?

At dusk, when you go to the bullpen with a lamp, I will fall to the ground again, still

Be your child, please tell me one thing:

"You naughty boy, have you ever been there? 』

"I won't tell you, mom." That's what you and I want to say.

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fairyland

If people know where my king's palace is, it will disappear into the air.

The walls of the palace are made of silver and the roof is made of shiny gold.

The queen lives in a palace with seven courtyards. She wears jewels worth seven national treasures.

But let me tell you quietly, mom, where is my palace?

It's in the corner of our garden, where there is a pot of Turkestan.

The princess lies on seven uninhabitable shores far away.

I am the only one in the world who can find her.

She wears a bracelet on her hand, beads on her ears, and her hair hangs down to the ground.

When I touch her with my wand, she will wake up, and when she smiles, pearls will fall from her.

Slip over your lips.

But let me tell you quietly, mom, she is in the corner of our roof garden with a pot of snowflakes.

Things there.

When you want to take a bath in the river, go into the garden on the roof.

I sat in that corner, in the corner where the shadows connected on the wall.

Only the cat is allowed to stay with me because she knows where the barber in that story lives.

But, mom, let me tell you quietly, where does the barber in that story live?

That is a pot of turquoise plants in the corner of our roof garden.

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Exile place

Mommy, the light in the sky has turned gray; I don't know when.

My game is no longer interesting, so I came to your side. Today is Saturday, it's me.

Children's day.

Put down your work, Mommy, sit by this window and tell me about the charcoal pot in the fairy tale.

Where is the Thai desert?

Rain enveloped the whole day.

Violent lightning tore through the sky with their claws and toes.

When dark clouds rumble and thunder rumble, I love to cuddle up to you with a fearful heart.

When the heavy rain kept hitting the bamboo leaves, our windows were shaken by the wind.

Gaga, I like it.

Sitting alone in the room, mom, with you, listening to your story about the desert of carbon plate platform.

There, mom, by which beach? At the foot of what mountain? At the foot of what mountain? exist

What king's kingdom?

There is no fence as the boundary of the field, and the villagers can't go back to the village when they are in the yellow soap, or

Those who collect wages in the forest.

Women can take firewood to the market. There is only a small cluster of yellow grass in the sand, only one piece.

The tree is in the desert of charcoal fire platform, and a pair of clever old birds nest on it.

I can imagine the king's youngest son riding a horse alone on such a gloomy day.

The grey horse crossed the desert, waded through unknown water and found the princess imprisoned in the giant's palace.

When the haze of rain hangs in the distant sky, lightning flashes and suddenly convulsions, can he remember?

His unfortunate mother, abandoned by the king, is cleaning the cowshed and wiping her eyes.

When he rode through the Pantai Desert, the other side of the fairy tale?

Look, Mommy, it was dark the day before sunset, and there were no tourists on the village road.

The shepherd boy has gone home from the pasture, and the farmers have left their fields and sat under their little eaves.

On the mat, I like the clouds in He Yan.

Mommy, I put all my books on the shelf-I'm not afraid to rush my homework now.

When I grow up to be as old as my father, I will learn everything I need to learn.

But just today, tell me, Mommy, where is the Pantai Desert of Charcoal in the fairy tale?

Fang?

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When it is difficult

Dark clouds quickly gathered on the black edge.

Oh, boy, don't go out.

A row of palm trees by the lake has touched the gloomy sky above them; The crow dragged its wings.

Quietly perched on the branches of tamarind. However, on the east bank of the river, it is shrouded in thick darkness.

Our cow tied to the fence is singing loudly.

Oh, grandson, wait here and let me take it to the barn.

People rushed into the flooded fields to catch fish overflowing from the pond; Rain is like a stream.

Like a laughing child running to annoy his mother.

Listen, someone is calling for a ferry at the ferry.

Oh, it's getting dark, and the ferry crossing the river has stopped.

In the sky, it seems that a crazy and fierce rain array is flying, the water in the river is raging, and women.

People have hurried home from Ganges with bottles full of water.

The lights at night must be prepared in advance.

Oh, boy, don't go out.

The road to the market has disappeared, and the alley to the river has slipped. The wind is blowing among the bamboo branches.

Roaring and struggling, like a beast trapped in a net.

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Balkos de Paper

Day after day, I fly my paper boats one by one in the running stream.

I wrote my name in black letters on the boat, as well as the name of the village where I lived.

I hope someone will see them in some strange places and know who I am.

I put the sherry flowers in our garden on the boat, hoping that these morning flowers will be safe.

Take it ashore at night.

I put the paper boat into the water, looked up at the sky and saw little white clouds rising.

Colorful sails.

I didn't know my playmates could send them to the sky to compete with my boat.

As night fell, I buried my face in my arms and dreamed that many of my paper boats were floating forward.

Walking under the midnight starlight.

The sleeping fairy sat on the boat with a basket full of dreams.

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seaman

The boatman "Madu" anchored at the "Richgenqi" wharf.

This ship is loaded with some jute and has been parked there for a long time.

As long as he is willing to lend me the boat, I will provide him with a hundred sailors and pull up five, six or seven.

Come with a sail.

I will never drive it to a stupid market.

I want to sail seven seas and thirteen rivers in fairyland.

But, mom, don't sit in the corner and cry for me.

I won't go to the forest like Rama Rama,/kloc-I won't come back until 0/4 years later.

I want to be the prince in the story. I want to fill a boat with things I like.

I will take my friend "Asu" and we will sail happily together on the Seven Seas and Thirteen Rivers in Wonderland.

We will start at dawn.

When you took a bath in the pool, we were already in the territory of a strange king.

We're going to cross the shallow sea of Tilboni and leave the Tampantai Desert far behind.

We'll come back at dark, and I'll tell you everything I saw.

I want to run across seven seas and thirteen rivers in fairyland.

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Distant Shores

I am eager to go there, to the other side of the river.

There, the boats were tied to pennies line by line;

There, in the morning, many people crossed their boats, carrying plowshares on their shoulders, and reached far away places.

Go to Tanaka;

There, the cowherd told them that the chirping cows swam to the pasture by the river;

There, at dusk, they all went home, leaving the howling of wolves in the desert island grass.

Mom, if you don't mind, I want to be a boatman on the ferry when I grow up.

After that.

Others say that there are many strange pools hidden behind the high river bank.

There, when the rain stopped, wild ducks flew in droves among the reeds around the pond.

Waterbirds lay eggs here;

There, snipes danced their tails and left their little footprints in the clean mud;

There, at dusk, the grass wearing a white hat invites the moonlight to float on their waves.

Let's go

Mom, if you don't mind, I want to be a boatman on the ferry when I grow up.

In the future.

I will shake and shake, from the riverbank here to the riverbank there, until all the villagers are here.

Boys and girls who bathe there will be surprised at me.

When the sun climbs into the sky and the morning gradually turns into noon, I will run to you and say, ""

Mom, I'm hungry! 』

When the day passes and the shadow crouches under the tree, I will come back at dusk.

I will never leave you to work in the city like my father.

Mom, if you don't mind, I want to be a boatman on the ferry when I grow up.

After that.

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Xiao Hua

When dark clouds rumbled in the sky, there began to be showers in June.

The humid east wind, through the wasteland, came to play its bagpipes in the bamboo forest.

So flowers suddenly came out of unknown places and danced on the grass.

Mom, I really believe that flowers go to school underground.

The children study with the door closed. If they come out to play early, their teacher will ask them.

Punish them for standing in the corner.

When the rainy season came, they had a holiday.

Branches hug each other in the forest, branches rustle in the wind, and people on Lei Yun clap their huge.

Palm, flower girl rushed out, wearing pink, goose yellow, white clothes.

Do you know, mom, their home lives in the sky, where there are stars.

Did you see how eager they are to go there? Do you know why they

What's the hurry?

Of course, I can guess who they are raising their arms to. They have their own mothers,

Just like I have a mother.

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businessperson

Mom, imagine that you are at home and I am traveling abroad.

Imagine that my boat is parked at the dock, full of goods.

Now, think about it, mom. When I get back, I'll give you anything you say.

Mom, do you want piles of gold?

There, on the golden river bank, the fields are full of golden fruits.

On the boulevard in the forest also has golden cedar flowers falling to the ground.

I will collect them and bring them to you, filled with hundreds of baskets.

Mommy, do you want pearls as big as autumn rain?

I want to pass the coast of Pearl Island.

There, in the morning light, pearls trembled on the flowers on the grass, pearls fell on the grass and pearls were given.

Wild waves scattered on the beach.

My brother will have a pair of horses flying high.

I will bring my father a magic pen. He will write by himself without thinking.

Mom, for you, I must have a small box and that jewel, which is worth the land of seven kings.

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sympathize with

If I were just a puppy, not your child, dear mother, when I want to learn from you.

Do you want to say "no" to me when eating on a plate?

Are you going to kick me out and say to me, "Go away, you naughty dog!" " ! 』

Go, mom, go! I will never talk to you, no matter what you call me, and

I will never let you feed me.

If I were just a green parrot instead of your child, dear mother, you would.

Don't lock me up, lest I fly away?

Are you going to point at me and say, "What a contemptible ungrateful bird! It bites people day and night.

Its chains? 』

Go, mom, go! I want to escape to the forest; I will never let you put me

Hold in your arms.

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occupation

When the morning bell struck ten o'clock, I walked along our alley to school.

Every day when I meet a stall owner, I shout, "bracelet, crystal bracelet!" " 』

Nothing makes him rush, there is no way he has to go, there is no place he has to go, no.

Sometimes he has to go home.

I wish I were a peddler, shouting on the road all day: bracelet, crystal bracelet! 』

I come back from school at four o'clock in the afternoon.

I can see the gardener digging the ground from the door of that room.

He uses his shovel to do his favorite job. He covered his clothes with dust and no one was there.

If he basks in the sun or gets wet in the rain, blame him.

I wish I were a gardener, digging in the garden, and no one would stop me.

Mother told me to go to bed as soon as it got dark.

I can see the night watchman walking up and down the open window.

The alley is dark and cold. The street lamp stood there like a giant with red eyes on his head.

Eyes.

The night watchman shook his lantern, and his shadow walked beside him, which was unprecedented in his life.

I had sex once.

I wish I were a night watchman, walking up and down the street all night, chasing that shadow with lanterns.

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elder

Mom, your child is so stupid! She is ridiculously naive.

She doesn't know the difference between light and starlight on the road.

When we play the game of eating pebbles, she thinks they are real food and wants to put them in her body.

In the mouth.

When I opened a book in front of her and told her to learn "A, B, C", she held the book in her hand.

Tearing the page, making a happy voice, the same thing is not done properly.

This is the way your child does his homework.

When I shook my head at her and said she was naughty, she smiled and thought it was funny.

Everyone knows that Dad is out, but what will she look like if I call "Dad" while playing?

I looked so excited that I thought my father was by my side.

When I brought the donkey from the washing machine to class, I warned her that I was the principal.

She screamed and called me brother for no reason.

How fun it is for your children to catch the moon. She called the elephant god a strong god.

Mommy, your child is so stupid. How ridiculous and childish she is!

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Little giant

I am a child, because I am still a child, and I am going to grow up as a child.