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 on the trail.

2. "Singing Goose"

Don Robin Wang

White swan, white swan, bend your neck and breathe fire into the sky.

White feathers, floating in green water; The red soles of the feet stir the clear water.

3. "Little Girl Words"

Tang Jianwu

The little girl is only six years old. I don't know whether she is clever or clumsy.

In front of the main hall at night, scholars worship the new moon.

4. Children fishing

Don Hu Lingneng

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. "Look"

Qingyuanmei

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.

6. "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.

7. "Children make ice"

Song Yang Wanli

The youngest son has no ice in the golden basin, and the colored silk is worn as a silver pheasant.

Knocked into a jade chime, resounded through the forest, and suddenly let out a loud noise.

8. "Take a nap in early summer"

Song Yang Wanli

( 1)

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.

(2)

Plum folic acid has soft teeth and banana leaves are green window screens.

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.

9, "what you see in the night book"

Burning Weng with pine leaves

The rustling banyan leaves send cold sounds, and the autumn wind on the river moves guests.

Knowing a child catches and promotes weaving, a night light falls over the fence.

10, village residence

Qinggaoding

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.

Qingpingle Village Residence 1 1

Song Xin qi Ji

The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass.

When you are drunk, your voice is charming and your hair is white.

The eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream, and the second son is busy knitting chicken cages.

I like children and scoundrels best, lying on the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers.

12, shepherd boy

Tang luyan

The grass shop is six or seven miles away from the field, and the flute makes the night wind three or four times.

Come back from a full meal at dusk and lie in the moonlight without taking off your hemp fiber.

13, Poems by Young Girls

Mao mingxuan

Get up and put on new clothes. Beginner sister-in-law will worship.

Bow your head and be ashamed to meet people. Put your head in your hands.

14, "Gulangyu"

Tang Libai

When I was young, I didn't know the bright moon in the sky, so I called it Bai Yupan.

I suspect it is Yao's platform, flying in the sky.

15, in Sangcha 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.

2. Children's ancient poetry collection 1s: Korean Author: Second Han Yuefu Works: Jiangnan Year 2: Southern and Northern Dynasties Author: Northern Dynasties Folk Song Works: Childlike Ballad Year 3: Tang and Five Dynasties Author: Luo Works: Goose Song Year 4: Tang and Five Dynasties Author: Li Qiao Works: Feng Year 5: Tang and Five Dynasties Author: What Works: Year 6: Tang Seventh Age: Tang and Five Dynasties Author: Wang Zhihuan's Works: Wanglu Building Eighth Age: Tang and Five Dynasties Author: Meng Haoran's Works: Xiao Chun's Ninth Age: Tang and Five Dynasties Author: William Wang's Works: Liangzhou Ci 10: Tang and Five Dynasties Author: Wang Changling's Works: Chubu 165438: Tang and Five Dynasties Author: Wang Changling's Works: Works: 13 years: Tang and Five Dynasties Author: Wang Wei Works: Send Yuan Er Shi Anxi 14 years: Tang and Five Dynasties Author: Wang Wei Works: Mountain Holiday Silu Brothers 15 years: Tang and Five Dynasties Author: Li Bai Works: Quiet Night Thinking 16 years: Tang and Five Dynasties Product: Wanglushan Waterfall 18 years: Tang and Five Dynasties Author: Li Bai Works: Wang Lun 19 years: Tang and Five Dynasties Author: Li Bai Works: Farewell of Yellow Crane Tower Meng Haoran on his way to Yangzhou in the 1920s: Tang and Five Dynasties Author: Li Bai Works: Early development of Baidicheng.

3. Complete works of children's ancient poetry Jiangnan Han Yuefu Jiangnan can pick lotus leaves, lotus leaves.

Fish hits the lotus leaf east, fish hits the lotus leaf west, fish hits the lotus leaf south, and fish hits the lotus leaf north. Singing geese, robin, king goose, geese, geese, Quxiang, white hair floating green water, Anthurium playing clear waves.

Yuanbao Liu He Jasper is decorated as a tree high, hanging a moss tapestry for thousands of years. I wonder who cut the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Wang Zhihuan heron lodge, the mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river. By going up one flight of stairs, look further.

William Wang luminous glass wine, if you want to drink pipa, you should urge it immediately. Don't laugh when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people fought in ancient times? In Wang Changling, I left Xin Jian at Furong Inn, where it was freezing and rainy, and I entered Wu at night. In Pingming, Fujian and Chushan are lonely.

Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith! Chilechuan, a folk song of the Northern Dynasty, is covered with four fields under the shady mountain.

The sky is wild, and the wind and grass move to see cattle and sheep. The wind and Li Qiao fall leaves in Sanqiu, which can blossom in February.

Scraping the river surface can set off several huge waves in thousands of feet, and blowing bamboo can make tens of thousands of poles tilt. Liangzhou Ci Wang Zhihuan Above the Yellow River and White Clouds, an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain.

Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing! Xiao Chunmeng Haoran This morning in spring, I woke up carefree and there were birds singing everywhere.

But now I remember that night, that storm, I wonder how many flowers were broken? Go out to Wang Changling, the bright moon, the Han dynasty closed, the Long March did not return. If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan.

There seems to be no one on Wangweikong Mountain in Chai Lu, but I think I hear a voice. The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant.

The second envoy sent Yuan, Anxi Wang Wei Acropolis, raining and dusting, and the guest house was green and willow-colored. Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their relatives when they go out to the sun.

I miss my brothers in Shandong on vacation in the mountains. Wang Wei is a stranger and misses his relatives every holiday. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

Thinking that the foot of Li Bai's bed is so bright at night, will it have frost? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

When Gu Bai was a child, he didn't know the moon, so he was called Bai. I also suspected that Yao Tai mirror flew at the blue cloud end.

Looking at Lushan Waterfall, Li Bai's Rizhao incense burner gives off purple smoke, and looks at thousands of waterfalls. On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth.

A gift for Wang Bai was about to take a boat when he suddenly heard a song on the shore. Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.

On the way to bid Meng Haoran farewell to Yangzhou, the Yellow Crane Tower was sent by Li Bai's old friend, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon.

Bai Di City was released in advance, and Li Bai resigned from Cai Yun, Bai Di, and returned to Jiangling thousands of miles a day. The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.

Looking at Tianmen Mountain, Li Bai and Tianmen broke the Chu River, and Higashi Shimizu flowed north. The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon.

Don't be tall and comfortable in Wan Li. In Huang Yun, the sun is shining, and the north wind blows the goose feather and snow one after another. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone in the world doesn't know you. Du Fu, two orioles singing green willows, and a group of egrets flying into the sky.

My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward. Du Fu of Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night knows the rainy season, which happens in spring.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.

Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. Du Fu's sunset glow is beautiful, and the flowers and plants are fragrant in spring breeze.

Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach. Looking for flowers by the river, Du Fu's Yellow Master Tower faces the river, and the spring is lazy and sleepy.

Peach blossoms have no owners, and lovely deep red loves light red. Night parking near Fengqiao, Zhang Ji, cold night, Jiang Feng, fishing, fire, I am worried about not sleeping.

In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship. Wandering in Meng Jiao, the thread in the hands of a loving mother makes clothes for her wayward son.

Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?

Jiang Xue LiuZongYuan hundred mountains without birds, thousands of paths without footprints. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.

The son of the fisherman, the egrets fly in front of Mount Zhang Xisai, and the peach blossoms are flowing and the mandarin fish are fat. An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain.

In the faint moonlight, wild geese are flying, and the leader of the Tatars is fleeing in the dark. I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives.

Looking at Dongting Lake in the distance, Liu Yuxi's lake light and autumn moon set each other off in interest, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface. Looking at Dongting from a distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate.

Langtaosha Liu Yuxi's Nine Songs Yellow River Wan Li Sand, Langtaofeng rises from the wind to the end of the world. Since you are from the sky, and now you seem to fly directly to the Milky Way, please take me to the sky, gather in the Milky Way, and go to the home of Cowherd and Weaver Girl together.

Say goodbye to Bai Juyi's ancient grass, the boundless grass on the plain, which comes and goes with the four seasons. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.

Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.

On the pool, Bai Juyi's baby propped up the boat and stole the white lotus back. He didn't know how to hide the trail. The duckweed on the water left a boat on the trail.

Recalling that Bai Juyi in Jiangnan is good in Jiangnan, the scenery once seemed familiar. At sunrise, the river is red as fire, and in spring, the river is green as blue.

How can we make people not miss Jiangnan? Children Fishing Hu Lingneng Pengtou Children learn to hold onto nylon tightly and sit on the grass beside the strawberry table to reflect on themselves. Hearing the voice of passers-by, the child waved, afraid to disturb the fish and dare not respond to passers-by.

Farmer Shen Li hoed crops at noon, and sweat dripped down the soil. Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard?

Jia Dao, when I asked your student under a pine tree, he left a note: "My teacher went to collect medicine". However, through these clouds, how can I know which corner of the mountain it is facing? .

Tu Mu, a mountain walker, is far away in Hanshan. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.

A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way. Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.

Spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, Du Mu singing green and reflecting red, Shuizhaishan fruit wine flag wind; More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. Li Shangyin, a scenic spot in Leyuan Garden, with the shadow of dusk in my heart, drove forward in the graves of Leyuan Garden.

Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk. No matter the flat land or the top of the mountain, it occupies the infinite scenery of bee sound.

Bee, you harvest flowers to make nectar. Who has worked hard and who wants to taste the sweetness? Fan Zhongyan, a fisherman on the river, loves the beauty of perch.

Look at those poor fishermen, floating up and down in the big waves and rocking in the boats. On the first day of January, Wang Anshi's one-year-old firecrackers sounded, and the spring breeze sent warmth into Tu Su. Thousands of families trade new peaches for old ones every day.

Deng Guazhou Wang Anshi Jingkou Guazhou Yishui, Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains. Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me?

Mr. Shu Huyin's wall and Wang Anshi's eaves are long and clean without moss, and flowers and trees cut themselves. One water protects the field and surrounds the green, and two mountains send green.

On June 27, Su Shi Wang Hulou was drunk with books, covered with dark clouds and jumped into the boat in white rain. Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.

Drinking Chu Qing on the lake, Su Shi's water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate.

Hui Chong Chunjiang Xiaojing Su Shi, a peach blossom outside the bamboo, is the prophet of Chunjiang Plumbing Duck. Artemisia sphaerocephala has short buds all over the ground, which is the time when puffer fish want to fuck.

Su Shi, the title Xilin wall, see the side peak of the ridge, with different heights. I can't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain because I am there.

Li Qingzhao was born a great man and died a ghost. Today, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to live and returned to the East.

Lu You is dead. I know everything is empty, but I am sad to see Kyushu. Julian Waghann set the Central Plains in the north, and no family members died.

4. The whole childlike poetic view is full of enthusiasm, and suddenly there is a giant. One day, I saw two bugs fighting in the grass to make them flush with the stage; Look at them carefully, slowly spray them with smoke, let them shout at the edge of the smoke, and treat the bumps and gravel on the ground as hills. I often stay at the bulge of the earth wall. On summer nights, mosquitoes will make thunderous calls. Summer mosquitoes turn into thunder, pull up mountains and fall trees, and make a frog. I can't help but exclaim with a wow when I think that the grass is a forest and the grass on the flower stand. When I come to my senses. When I was a child, my heart was full of desires. Sure enough, cranes regarded insects as floating clouds, which made me feel very happy. So I often feel the joy of being detached from things and can look up at the sun. When I squatted down, my tongue spit out and two bugs swallowed it. I was young and lost in thought, but I was surprised. Looking up at them, it turned out to be a frog with its tongue sticking out, forming a picture of Yun Lan crane. Mosquitoes regard the protruding parts of clods as hills and the sunken parts as gullies, so they are interested in things outside. (then squat down) observation, strong interest. Suddenly, a huge beast came from the mountain and fell from the tree. We must observe its texture carefully and treat insects and ants as wild animals. When you see something small, you must carefully check its texture. God decided to catch the frog, whip it dozens of times and drive it out of the hospital. It ate both bugs. It's really like a group of cranes barking at the edge of Qingyun. Because of this, I am very happy. I often crouch down in the uneven place of the earth wall and the overgrown place on the flower bed: I recall when I was a child, I could look straight at the sun with my eyes wide open. Every time I meet something small, my neck becomes stiff. I compare them to cranes flying in the air, making my body as high as a platform, and I intend to let them dance naked. I will visit this realm with imagination, be happy and satisfied, and grasp the whole poem of frog with peace of mind. One day, when I saw two bugs fighting on the grass, I took a puff of smoke and made it fly towards the smoke, making it soar.

5. Poems about childlike interest in Sangcha Tunnel (20~30) Author: When it is windy and rainy in Yang Wanli's Mystery, the grass is full of flowers and the embankment is full of water.

A boy sleeps in the shade, and a cow eats in the shade. Shepherd Boy Poetry Author: Huang Tingjian rode an ox far over the former village, and piccolo brushed the dragon.

How many Chang 'an fame and fortune guests, organ failure is not as good as Xugong store in Junshi: Yang Wanli hedge is sparse all the way, and the flowers on 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. Village Author: Gao Ding grass long warbler flies in February, blowing willow drunk spring smoke.

The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind. People who have seen it: Yuan Mei shepherd boy rides a yellow ox, singing makes Lin Yue.

Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently. Children Fishing Author: Hu Lingneng Pengtou Children's Society hangs on the bow and sits on the side of raspberries and moss.

Hearing the voice of passers-by, the child waved, afraid to disturb the fish and dare not respond to passers-by. The boat passed Anren Author: Yang Wanli A fishing boat with two children stopped on the boat and supported by a pole.

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. Author on the pool: Bai Juyi's little baby propped up the boat and stole back the white lotus.

He didn't know how to hide the trail. The duckweed on the water left a boat on the trail. The shepherd boy/the shepherd boy should ring the bell and be weak. Author: The grass shop is six or seven miles away from the field, and the night wind in the flute lane is three or four miles away.

Come back from a full meal at dusk and lie in the moonlight without taking off your hemp fiber. Take a nap in early summer Author: Yang Wanli Mei folic acid soft 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. Children's Ice Making Author: Yang Wanli Children's Golden Pot has no ice, and colored silk is worn as a silver Zheng.

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. "Country Evening News" Author: Lei Zhen is full of grass, the pond is full of water, and the mountain scenery is soaked by the sunset.

Cowherd's child sat on the cow's back and casually played the tune with piccolo. Girl lyricist: Shi Jianwu's girl is only six years old, neither clever nor clumsy.

In front of the main hall at night, scholars worship the new moon. With a little girl Author: Wei Zhuang, at first, people threw up silly, refused to go back to sleep, and fell in love with cars.

It is reasonable to cry all night, because it costs too much to wear clothes. Eight female ballads Author: Eight female ancient jade riding cows singing bamboo branches, lotus roots and rhombic leaves by the river.

I'm not afraid that I won't find the door in the future. I know there is a high hibiscus fence of banana in front of my house. Mushu Author: Cui Daorong Mushu is proud of his popularity with a bamboo hat.

When grazing, lying on the back of cattle playing piccolo, Niu Geng blowing his head by the river. Watching the children in the village play by the stream Author: Lu You, Yu, sweep the stream embankment flat, watching the children in the village thank Sun Yat-sen..

Bamboo and horses gallop, kites are domineering and whistling in the wind. In the third winter, I temporarily learned from Confucian scholars and practiced from my parents.

Literacy is roughly equivalent to paying tribute, so you don't have to work hard for your officials.

6. Encyclopedia of Children's Poetry Title: I think I'll put my little hand on the peach branch.

With a bunch of buds, holding thousands of rays of sunshine, leisurely, leisurely singing the sound of spring. I want to connect my feet with the roots of willow trees.

Reach into the soft soil, absorb sweet nutrition, grow, grow-grow into a green tent. I want to put my eyes on the kite.

Look how soft the white clouds are and how bright the sun is. Look, look-the blue sky is my classroom. I want to plant myself in the land of spring.

Turn into grass, green will shine, and small flowers will bloom beautifully. It is my greatest wish to become catkins and dandelions.

I can fly, fly, fly to distant places. However, if you fly far away, you should discuss with your parents.

7. Who knows the poem "Xugongdian in New City", which describes ancient poetry full of childlike interest and pictures? Yang Wanli hedge has a deep sparse path, and the flowers on the top 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. Boat Crossing Anren-Yang Wanli left the fishing boat with two children and stopped 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. "On the Pool"-Bai Juyi's little baby propped up the boat and stole it back to Bai Lianhua.

He didn't know how to hide the trail. The duckweed on the water left a boat on the trail. Children Fishing-A little boy with thick hair in Hu Lingneng is learning to grab his bow and sit beside him with raspberry moss.

Hearing the voice of passers-by, the child waved, afraid to disturb the fish and dare not respond to passers-by. "Pastoral Miscellaneous"-Fan Chengda's performances are all hemp day and 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. The Shepherd Boy-The grass shop in Yan Lu is six or seven miles across the field, and the flute makes the evening breeze three or four times.

Come back from a full meal at dusk and lie in the moonlight without taking off your hemp fiber. Country Night-Lei Zhen is full of grass and pond water, and the mountains are covered with sunset.

Cowherd's child sat on the cow's back and casually played the tune with piccolo. "Village Residence"-The grass grows in Gaoding and the warbler flies in February, and the willow on the embankment is drunk with spring smoke.

The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind. What I saw-the shepherd boy in Yuan Mei was riding a yellow ox and singing loudly.

Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently. The word "Qingpingle Village House"-Xin Qiji, with low eaves and green grass on the stream.

Drunk Wu local drunk, gentle voice, white-haired old man who is it? The eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream, and the second son is busy knitting chicken cages. I like children and scoundrels best, lying on the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers.