童年是一幅画

                                           童 年 (一)

               童年,是一首清新 的歌

           我用稚嫩的双手

          把日子谱成一串串音符

         在指间跳跃

          童年,是一幅纯蓝的画

   我用清澈的眼神

              把岁月绘成纯净的蓝河

           在心间流淌

              童年,是在稻田里拾得的

            那一串稻穗 

                 在时间的长河里

                 发出金灿的光芒

                     当时间把忧伤的色彩

                 涂抹我走过的时空

                    当生活用强硬的双手

                    把艰辛灌注我的心田

                    童年,它在我沉寂的心空

                     浅吟低唱,欢呼雀跃

                      在时光的河流里 

                   沉积成粒粒珍珠

                        我在静寂的夜晚

                        把它精心穿串成

                        闪光的项链

                        亮丽我整个心身

                                     童 年 (二)

                       暖暖的阳光下

                       布谷鸟在声声地叫着欢笑

                       白杨的倩手也在随风摇晃

                       稚气的歌声在流水中徜徉

                       欢乐的岁月就这样流淌

                      青青的白桦林里有着虫儿的呢喃

                      白白的蒲公英散发着美丽的草帽

                      欢聚的伙伴在风中奔跑

                      潺潺的小溪边有着鱼儿的嬉闹

                      油油的水草摆动着柔媚的线条

                      高声地尖叫

                      划破天空的烦恼           童年的欢乐就这样默默地走掉