The famous ancient poems about childlike innocence are as follows:

1. Xugongdian, Suxin City: The fence is sparse and deep, and the flowers on the tree tops have not yet formed shade. The children hurriedly chased the yellow butterfly, which flew into the cauliflower and was nowhere to be found.

2. Shepherd boy: There are straw beds across the field for six or seven miles, and the flute makes three or four sounds in the evening breeze. After returning home and having a good meal at dusk, I lie down under the moonlight without taking off my coir raincoat.

3. Village: The grass grows long, the orioles fly in the February sky, and the willows brush the embankments and are intoxicated by the spring smoke. The children came back early from school and were busy taking advantage of the east wind to fly kites.

4. What you see: A shepherd boy rides an ox, and his singing shakes the forest. He wanted to catch the chirping cicada, but suddenly he stood up with his mouth shut.

5. In the Mulberry Tea Tunnel: When the weather is clear and the wind is dry, the grass is full of flowers, the dike is full of water and the stream is full of water. The boy Liu Yinmian was sleeping, and a cow ate Liu Yinxi.

6. The child makes ice: The child takes off the ice from the golden basin, and threads the colored silk into it to serve as a silver jade. The sound of a jade chime made its way through the forest, and suddenly there was the sound of broken glass.

7. Children's fishing: A child with a shaggy head learns fishing, sitting sideways in the shadow of berry moss. Passers-by asked and waved, fearing that they would be frightened and ignored.

8. What I saw in the night book: the swaying wu leaves send out the cold sound, and the autumn wind on the river stirs up the guest sentiment. I know that there are children picking and knitting, and a light falls on the fence late at night.

9. Poetry of a shepherd boy: Riding a bull far past the front village, the piccolo is blowing across the long distance. There are so many famous and wealthy people in Chang'an who are not as good as you if they run out of agencies.

10. Qingming Festival: During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road want to die. May I ask where the restaurant is? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance.

11. Village Evening: The pond is full of grass and water, and the setting sun soaks the mountains with cold ripples. The shepherd boy returns and crosses the cow's back, playing the piccolo without any tune.

12. Watch the village children playing on the stream: the clear fish shadows are left in the green stream, and the village girls pick up lotus boats equally. Don't worry, drums and gongs, there are singing gulls upstream.

13. Summer pastoral work: Fangfu’s field is covered with green waves and rice-grandsons and silkworms are growing freely. Three thousand willows have been planted for three thousand miles, so that others can take advantage of the shade.

14. The title of Xilinbi: when viewed from the side, it forms a ridge and a peak on the side, with different heights near and far. I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain.

15. Boat passing Anren: Two children in a fishing boat gathered their poles and sat in the boat. It is strange that even if there is no rain, the umbrella is always open, not to cover the head but to use the wind.

16. Spring Dawn: I don’t realize the dawn when I sleep in spring, and I can hear the singing of birds everywhere. The sound of wind and rain at night makes one know how many flowers have fallen.

17. Climbing the Stork Tower: The sun sets over the mountains and the Yellow River flows into the sea. If you want to see a thousand miles away, go to the next level.

18. Lu Chai: No one can be seen in the empty mountain, but people can hear their voices. Returning to the deep forest, the light shines on the moss again.

19. Gulang Yue Xing: If you don’t recognize the moon when you are young, you will call it a white jade plate. I also suspected that the Yao Tai Mirror was flying in the blue clouds.

20. Jiang Xue: Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared. A man with a coir raincoat in a lone boat, fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.