Yang Wanli's Children's Poetry

1. Yang Wanli's ancient poems about children 1, Xugong store in Su Xincheng.

[Song] Yang Wanli

The fence is sparse, a path leads to the distance, and the petals on the tree fall, but the shade has not yet formed.

The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.

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The fence is sparse, a path leads to the distance, the petals on the tree are falling, but the shade has not yet formed.

The child ran after the yellow butterfly quickly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the cauliflower and could not be found again.

2. "Ship Crossing Anren"

[Song] Yang Wanli

On a fishing boat, there are two children. They put away their bamboo poles, stopped their oars and sat on the boat.

No wonder it didn't rain. They opened the umbrella. They didn't want to protect the rain, but wanted to use the umbrella as a sail to let the boat go forward.

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On a fishing boat, there are two children. They put away their bamboo poles, stopped their oars and sat on the boat.

No wonder they open umbrellas when it doesn't rain. It turned out that they didn't want to shelter from the rain, but wanted to use the umbrella as a sail to let the boat go forward.

3. "Children make ice"

[Song] Yang Wanli

Early in the morning, young children put the ice frozen all night on a plate and put it in their hands.

Tap the ice gently, the sound of wood passing through the forest. When the viewer is absorbed in the sound of wood, he suddenly hears another sound-the sound of ice falling to the ground, such as the sound of broken glass.

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Early in the morning, a childish child picked the ice frozen in the plate at night and held it in his hand.

With a tap, the ice will make a sound through the forest. When the viewer is addicted to the noise of crossing the forest, he suddenly hears another sound-ice will fall to the ground and make a sound like broken glass.

4. Mulberry tea in the tunnel

[Song] Yang Wanli

In Mystery, when it is windy and rainy, the grass is full of flowers and the water is full of streams.

A boy sleeps in the shade, and a cow eats in the shade.

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On a sunny day after the rain, the wind was sunny and the rain evaporated without a trace. A rising tide lifts all boats in the river channel of the stream, with green grass and gorgeous wild flowers on the shore.

A shepherd boy is lying under the Liu Yin, sleeping soundly. The cow just buried itself in the grass and walked farther and farther until it reached the west of Liulin.

5. "Early summer leisure after a nap"

[Song] Yang Wanli

Plums taste very sour, and after eating, the residual acid is still between the teeth; The banana is growing, and the green is against the screen.

Spring goes to summer, and the days are long and tired. After a nap, I feel depressed and watch the children play with catkins in the air.

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Plum tastes very sour, and there is residual acid between the teeth after eating it; Bananas began to grow, and the shade set off on the screen window.

Spring goes and summer comes, and people are tired. After a nap, they get up and feel bored. They have nothing to do, watching children play and catching catkins flying in the air.

Yang Wanli (112710/October 29th-1June 2006 15), whose real name was Ting Xiu, was called. Jiangyou people of Han nationality. Jishui, Jizhou (now Tang Qiu Village, huangqiao town, Jishui County, Jiangxi Province). Minister of Southern Song Dynasty, famous writer and patriotic poet, together with Lu You, You Mao and Fan Chengda, are called "Four Poets of Southern Song Dynasty" (also known as "Four Poets of Zhongxing"). Scholars call Song Guangzong "Mr. Chengzhai" because he wrote the word "Chengzhai" for himself.

In the 24th year of Shaoxing (1 154), Yang Wanli was a scholar, and served in the four dynasties of Gaozong, Xiaozong, Guangzong and Ningzong. He is a doctor in Guo Zi, a prisoner in Guangdong, an attendant of the prince, a secretary and so on. He holds a bachelor's degree in Mo Bao Pavilion and was appointed as the founding county magistrate of Luling County. In the second year of Jubilee (1206), Yang Wanli died of illness at the age of 80. Dr. Huo Guanglu, posthumous title "Wen Jie".

Yang Wanli wrote more than 20,000 poems in his life, and 4,200 works were handed down from generation to generation. He is regarded as a generation of poets. He used simple language, fresh and natural, full of humor, and created a "sincere style". Most of Yang Wanli's poems describe natural scenery and are good at it. He also has many chapters reflecting people's sufferings and expressing patriotic feelings. He is the author of Zhai Chengji and so on.

2. Yang Wanli's ancient poems about children 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 branches are all gone. 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.

Su Xinshi xugong branch

Su Xinshi Xugongdian (Southern Song Dynasty) Yang Wanli

The fence is sparse, a path leads to the distance, and the petals on the tree fall, but the shade has not yet formed.

The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.

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Yang Wanli

On a fishing boat, there are two children. They put away their bamboo poles, stopped their oars and sat on the boat.

No wonder it didn't rain. They opened the umbrella. They didn't want to protect the rain, but wanted to use the umbrella as a sail to let the boat go forward.

Precautions:

Stop the pole: both poles and poles are tools for rowing.

Strange life: no wonder ("strange life" not only means "no wonder", but also includes the poet's sudden realization after understanding the reasons, and also includes the funny psychology caused by understanding the behavior of two boys playing umbrellas. The word "strange life" seems ordinary, and the author's interest and the boy's behavior are all in it. )

Use: use.

Translation:

Two children are sitting on a boat like a boat. It is strange that they don't need poles and paddles on the boat.

Oh, no wonder they open umbrellas when it doesn't rain. It turns out that they don't want to shelter from the rain, but want to use an umbrella to let the wind push the boat forward!

Brief analysis:

This poem is as simple as a word, full of fun, showing the childlike behavior of two carefree little fishermen and the whimsy of an only child.

Appreciate:

This poem describes what the poet saw and heard when he passed Anren by boat. This poem is as simple as a word, full of fun, showing the childlike behavior of two carefree little fishermen and the whimsy of an only child. Here is what the author saw: there are two children on a small fishing boat. They put away the bamboo poles and stopped the oars. Some authors also realized: Oh, no wonder they also carry umbrellas when it doesn't rain. Originally, they didn't want to shelter from the rain, but wanted to use an umbrella to let the wind push the boat forward.

(1) "A fishing boat with two children stopped on board." This may have been discovered by the poet at a glance. Of course, the two children soon caught his attention. Why? Because although they were sitting in the boat, they didn't go boating, the sparrows were put away, and the oars stopped there. Isn't that strange? It can be seen that the author's mood at this time is carefree and happy, so he noticed what the two children did.

(2) "It's strange to open an umbrella when it doesn't rain, instead of covering your head, it creates wind." Here, the story of two children playing umbrellas seen by the poet is omitted, and the doubts in the author's heart are omitted, and the joy of solving doubts is directly written. How did you untie it? Perhaps the poet saw the child's abnormal behavior and began to observe and think more carefully. Of course, the result was an epiphany: Oh, no wonder they also carry umbrellas when it doesn't rain. At first, they wanted to use an umbrella to let the wind push the boat forward. You can also ask two children directly, and the children will tell him the reason. Anyway, knowing the reason, the author must be heartless. For Warawako's cleverness and their naivety and childishness, he happily picked up a pen and recorded this childlike scene.

Yang Wanli writes pastoral poems and is very good at using children's childlike innocence to touch the poetic realm. His "New Town Xugong Store" (hedges are sparse all the way, and the trees 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. ) "Two quatrains on a nap in early summer" (1) plum sour teeth, banana green screen window. Spring goes to summer, and the days are long and tired. After a nap, I feel depressed and watch the children play with catkins in the air. (2) A half-bow moss grows in the shade of pine trees, and occasionally wants to read and is lazy. Bored, I went to the fountain to water the banana. The pattering sound startled the children who were playing. They thought it suddenly began to rain. You can refer to it. The difference is that the boat crossing Anren focuses directly on children, and the whole poem is about children's childish behavior. Yang Wanli's love for children is beyond words, and he praised the cleverness of the two Warawako players. Of course, we can also see the poet's childlike innocence.

The author introduces one:

Yang Wanli (1 127— 1206), a native of Jishui (now Jiangxi), was a scholar in Shaoxing for twenty-four years (1 154). He used to be a doctor in Taichang and a bachelor in Baomoge. When Han Tuozhou was in power, there was Zhai Chengji.

Author introduction 2:

Yang Wanli (1 127— 1206) was born in Jishui, Jizhou (now Jiangxi). Poetry is famous for its pastoral poems, and it is one of the four great poets in the Southern Song Dynasty. And Zhai Chengji.

3. Hello, Yang Wanli's poem about children. Poets boating in Anren, sleeping in Xugong store in the new city, taking a nap in early summer and taking a nap in early summer are all about children.

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Yang Wanli in Southern Song Dynasty

One-leaf fishing boat, two children,

The pole is in the boat.

It's strange to have an umbrella without rain.

It's not covering your head, it's creating wind.

This poem is picturesque and full of fun, which shows the whimsy and cleverness of an only child in the childish behavior of two carefree little fishermen. It reflects the cuteness and agility of two children.

Su Xinshi xugong branch

Hedges are sparse and deep,

The flowers at the top of the tree are not shady.

The children chased Huang Die,

Flying into cauliflower is nowhere to be found.

The first thing is to take a nap in early summer.

Plums taste very sour, and after eating, the residual acid is still between the teeth; The banana is growing, and the green is against the screen.

Spring goes to summer, and the days are long and tired. After a nap, I feel depressed and watch the children play with catkins in the air.

The second thing is to take a nap in early summer.

The grass under the pine tree is covered with moss, so I don't even bother to open it if I want to read.

Bored, I went to the fountain to water the banana. The pattering sound startled the children who were playing. They thought it suddenly began to rain.

About Yang Wanli's ancient poems about children, the spring is bright, the breeze is warm, and the wind is sunny.

You only know peaches and plums, not plum blossoms. There is nothing wrong with the bamboo bed in the village, and the autumn heat comes every night.

A pair of good bamboo beds, no one can sleep. For the jade in the stream dancing in the green, flowers bloom in spring.

Early paddy field, new hut. The bamboo poles along the road pass through the bamboo fence, but the fence is a cylinder.

Scale and interdependence, glory and decline. Dong Zhushu's right wall is intercropped with an ink-and-wash plum, and the fallen magpie shrinks its oblique branches and fills Melissa Zhou with half an eye, so as to sparse flowers and fresh water jade.

Magpies are hardy and keep company with loneliness. On the evening of February 1 1, I dreamed of the spring silkworms in Du Dong.

At three or four o'clock in Momo, it was reported that there was a lover. On the other side, Huainan trees cross the bank and flow through the northerners.

Counting is not urgent, a new one. On a cold night, snow does not enter the temple in spring, and tea wakes up the ancient chest.

Dream back to the frost-filled house and sing the oblique bell of the bright moon. And Ding Duanshu's chrysanthemum is also anxious, and it is anxious and old.

Might as well put white hair and yellow flowers left. The load tip of the bridge is too high, and the bridge is surrounded by flowers.

Jingxi has no victory, but wins in lianhua bridge. Huchuan lay man, wearing a yellow hat, came to take pictures of yat sen villa.

Up to now, I have been wandering, and I am still learning poetry. On February 18, in Jiayin, peony first appeared on the Japanese tooth card, and flowers opened one after another.

Look at the flowers carefully and come back after them. In the sedan chair, the snow washes the forest and flowers, and the golden beard grows.

The eyes of the shutter are far away, separated from the tree by a peak. At first, I saw that the gorge was near and far, but I don't know at present.

How can a ship enter a place, but when it stops? I didn't say that the maple leaves are getting smaller when they are old, and the mountains are sunny and faint.

The old poverty is even worse today, and it is already cold and fortunate. Before nightfall, the candles have gone out and the spring flowers are in bloom.

Crying in tears, worried and disheartened. Where is the Spring Festival? Chu Shi's home is in the mountains.

The scenery begins with willows, and the color of the sun urges flowers. After four days of spring, Yuan did not see spring.

Wicker will be soft and blue, and strive to present new ones. May can't sleep on a cold night. Liu Xin drinks cowpeas, which is good for Jiangxi, Huai 'an and Zhejiang. The snow has disappeared, so Mei can stop raining.

Birds are fighting for pieces, but bees are not withered. Plum blossoms bloom in early spring, and the fragrance, cold and dawn are exhausted.

The moon rolled over Shui Ying, and the snow put the branches in the bottle. The small mountain city in Meizhou is very quiet, and the boats are busy in the wild.

Jin Xuanmei Ruiri, Yuhan Grass Root Cream. Mosquitoes sitting in the atrium get cold at dusk, and more cicadas are heard at dusk.

There's no place to worry. How about not drinking? Occasionally, when I go to a rare bird drinking basin, I will open a window.

I flew in surprise, but I couldn't walk any further. On July 23rd, Li Ting's Momei was hot in summer and autumn, and the cold plum blossom in summer.

Dust-free tube city, magic snow branch. After the rain in July 14, the lotus leaves on Puhe Bridge in Piling County enjoy the cool air and listen to the wind, and the lotus flowers watch after the rain.

Sitting on the bed bridge, falling into the cold in my mirror. Paeonia lactiflora, a new transplanted variety of Paeonia lactiflora, has a red fist and a meal of ten thousand chickens.

It seems lovely. I haven't asked if there are any flowers. The moon fog in the forest is sultry, and the wind lantern disturbs the guests.

Tired and rich sleep keeps you awake at night. Chen Shuhu embroidered cold shadow plum blossom fan, needle end chemical industry.

Ice marks will melt snow, not by candlelight. Similarly, the public looks at the details, and the small shop is suspected of traveling, and the stream goes out of the suburbs.

The strawberry moss is broken and the jade is cool. Looking at the night, it's warm at night, so I can't help it.

Snow remains thousands of jade, and the sunset is red and the gold is pointed. A small set of lotus roots is tender than snow, and there is no silk to float.

He is a pain in the ass, but he sells it before chewing. Small stands and remote pavilions have no extreme scenery, and they are not tired of frequent visits.

After autumn, I went out from the mountains, and recently I added a hut. If you drink too much wine in spring, it will be clear when it is cold.

Occasionally, the government suddenly enters the night. The dewdrops in Xiaodeng Shuige are still full of gas, and the autumn wind is a cool breeze.

You are both a water pavilion and a jade pot. Who can the new cold forces bully? Know the agricultural code but wear clothes.

Sunset birds comfort their eyes and don't go home. Yanling decided to promote Cao from his official position, send him back to ride, and write it to Lao Chou, because of the title Yuquan Half Pool Ice, Diaoyutai Wan and so on.

If you go to Visitor, there is only one mill left. Yan Zhilou Louzi Yan Zhi color, brighter in front of the lamp.

Watching the flowers till dawn, I can't sleep tonight. In the night viewing hall, plum blossoms are houses and Joan Yu Tu is clothes.

Flowers are not the moon, and I smell the fragrance at night. Yi's portrait is full of praise, and his short temples are bald.

If you know something, you will be glad to see it. The chanting crisp seems to be greasy and cold, just to float.

Jade is broken at the bottom of the plate, and snow is different from the mouth. I also praised the breeze for inviting me to sing, and the bright moon advised me to drink.

Heaven and earth will pillow before drunkenness. My son and I went to the wild fence and fell into a deep alley, a small home of Mautz.

The weather is fine in winter, and there are no plum blossoms there. It is not good to be surrounded by bamboo in the rain, and the roadside is angry.

Only in cold rain, cold will spill on pedestrians. What's the difference between a fox and a fox? There are no flowers in Lian Bi.

Who will repair the moon axe and make a fire? By the day before, relatives were far away from home, and it was cold at dusk.

The wind window has not been reported, and I want to snow the prophet. Sitting in the middle of the boat at night, separated from the moon by a raft, going to the sky to fight for half a canopy.

Without the canopy and reeds, you are in a huge void. The next year, Liu Lang wrote more than his usual style, asking for praise, less combing and less short tweezers.

Scratching his temples and twisting his moustache, there is no time to find sentences. I read two books in the Han dynasty, the ape arm was born late, and the carving insect died late.

It is sad to be born late, and it is sad to die late. But Zukuan is still clear, and his great-grandson made it very clear.

Don't divide the wisdom at the bottom of the capsule into yuan. On February 14, two plum blossom songs were heard in the rain, and Chunxuan couldn't help it.

A little wind and snow, the sunset needs gold. The trees are still thin in spring, but the flowers are brighter in the cold dusk.

There are no sentences in my life, and I don't need to be clear. Zhou Zhongrong's two quatrains about spring are gone, and the time for the poet to advocate Taoism is too late.

But you should study hard. Your tone should be my own. Worry is poorer and sicker, and it takes time anyway.

Just saying that spring is good is still worth a poem. Looking back at the two songs of Xiashan, Yingzhou can't pull, and Xiashan can't push.

After a day's boat ride, I'm still heading for that place. The waves came out of the gorge with joy, but the gorge did not come out.

There are only mountains on both sides of the river, and the river is still curved. The delivery of the title should be divided into two chants in the upper house of Li Keming, which will not hinder the fairy in Yunshan Building, and the eyes of the roller blinds will be cold.

Yunshan is a thousand piles of blue flowers, flying into the fence. A phoenix in Shu Dong leads four chicks, and the night is my voice.

The phoenix tree is blowing high in the sun, so you can go to Ruiyao Pavilion. Two waterlines, pool inflammation, wind, smoke marks.

There's another shadow out of sight. It flies out of the water. I frowned at first, but I became a noodle class.

A small wind kept weaving all over the pool. It is difficult to go back to sleep when you are awake, and you are still awake when you are drunk.

East window is not white, Yi Deng is the best. There is no copper leakage in the village.

Hundreds of voices are unknown, but wait for the third. When Tang Tianchu left, I saw two early spring letters from Li Hua here, only plum blossoms every year.

South, middle and spring are earlier, and plum blossoms bloom in1February. Like jealous plum blossom early, at the same time fighting snow skin.

In March and February of the new year, there is no solution. Liu Jingming's Hundred Horses Fan has no pen in fog and no Egypt in frosted hoof.

Frankly speaking, if one is dragon media. Lucky words are blessed, and the new year is better than the old one.

Break through the wasteland in the rain with a hundred swaddling clothes. Lucky for the two moonlight poems, there is no cloud at all.

When I moved to the bed, I saw the clouds and the moon dizzy. The moon went into the clouds, but he couldn't get out.

Tomorrow night.

5. Yang Wanli's children's poem Chun Qing Huaiyuan Haitang

There are platforms and waterside pavilions in the bamboo forest here, with beautiful scenery and quiet environment. You don't need to follow, so it's good to walk here alone.

Early spring is warm, willow leaves sprout and dance in the wind, which is more charming; Flowers bloom in the sun, shadows dance and rise dimly.

After a rain-eroded garden, the road is cleaner and deeper; Birds just flying out of the nest are more cheerful, and crows crow one after another, which is sweet and entertaining.

The scenery here is very beautiful, but unfortunately there are few plump and beautiful begonia flowers; Begonia, a native of that hometown, lived two cold foods and disappeared.

Read the biography of Yan Ziling.

Why do guest stars have to make up for Han Zhongxing,

There is a breeze in the air and it is as cold as ice.

I already sent Ayun to move to Ding Han.

Where there are Yanling on the earth!

Looking forward to recruiting talents in the north and south of the Yangtze River

Under the ridge, the mountain looks like a waterfall.

See people go up the mountain to fight for greatness;

Comment, comment,

If my feet are high, he is high.

He Duan Ji Cheng Zuo Zang Hui's four quatrains

Every poet builds his own altar,

The family crossed a mountain;

All I know is that frivolous Don will be late,