Author: 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.

Cunju

Author: Gao Ding

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.

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Author: Yuan Mei

Cowboys ride on the backs of oxen, and songs echo in the forest. Trying to catch cicadas, I suddenly became silent.

Children fishing

Author: 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.

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Author: 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.

Chishang

Author: 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. Poems describing children's lives: Qingpingle Village Residence

Song Xin qi Ji

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

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.

Ikekami (Tang) Bai Juyi

The little baby holds the boat,

Steal Bai Lianhua back.

Don't understand the trace,

Duckweed blooms together.

Su Xinshi Xugong Branch Songyang Wan Li

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.

Ornamental Fish Tang Bai Juyi

Like children fishing, walk around the pool and watch the fish swim.

A person who loves fish has different hearts, so I will give you a hook.

Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous Prosperity One (Song) Fan Chengda

Farming during the day, weaving at 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 houses in the village are tall and clear.

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.

Take a good look at Yuan Mei.

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.

Children's Fishing Soup 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.

Mu Tong Huangsong Tingjian

Riding an ox is far beyond a thousand villages, and the flute wind is obliquely separated from the dragon.

How many Chang 'an fame and fortune guests, organ failure is not as good as jun.

3. Children fishing, an ancient poem about childhood life (Hu Lingneng)

Children with hooded heads learn to stand upright,

Lying on your side, raspberry moss reflects your body.

Passers-by ask and wave,

Frightened fish should not be surprised.

Gulangyue Star (Li Bai)

When I was a child, I didn't know the moon, so I called it Bai Yupan. I suspected that the mirror of Yaotai flew to the end of Qingyun Mountain.

Li Bai's Long March

When you, my love, ride a bamboo horse,

Trotting around in circles, throwing green plums,

We live together in an alley with long roots.

We are both young and happy.

Young people leave home, old people come back,

The local accent (Cui) has not changed.

The children don't know each other,

Smile and ask the guest where he is from.

-He Zhangzhi's Homecoming Book

4. Bai Juyi, an ancient poem describing childhood life.

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.

Cunju

Gao ding (Qing)

Grasshoppers fly in February,

The willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke.

The children came back from school early,

Dongfeng is busy, flying kites.

Xin Qiji's Country House

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

Drunk and charming,

Who has white hair?

The big-eared hoe fights west and east,

Zhong Er is knitting a chicken coop.

I like children and scoundrels best,

Xi Touwobao Peng Lian

5. What ancient poems describe happy childhood? 1. Check in the new city Xugong store.

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.

2. Rural residence

Qing Dynasty: Gao Ding

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.

3. Yang's son

Southern and Northern Dynasties: Liu Yiqing

Liang's son is nine years old and very clever. Junping Kong thought of his father, but when his father was away, he shouted. In order to set fruit, the fruit has bayberry. Confucius pointed out to his son and said, "This is the fruit of your family." The son replied, "I haven't heard that peacock is a master of poultry."

4. What do you see?

Qing Dynasty: Yuan Mei

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.

5. Children go fishing

Tang Dynasty: 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.

6. Poems describing children's lives are clear and happy. I live in Qiji Village, Song Xin. The eaves are low and small, and the streams are covered with green grass. When drunk, Wu Yin is charming and white-haired. The eldest son hoes beans and the second son weaves chicken coops. He likes children and scoundrels best, lying on the head of a stream and peeling off the lotus. On the pond (Tang Dynasty), Bai Juyi stole the white lotus back with a boat. Without knowing the hidden traces, duckweed blooms together. In Xugongdian, a new town, the fence in Song Yang is sparse all the way, and the flowers on the trees are not shaded. The children scrambled to chase Huang Die and flew into the cauliflower, but there was nowhere to be found. I'm here for dinner. Hang a hook. One of the four seasons (Song Dynasty) is full of pastoral excitement. Fan Chengda farmed during the day and weaved hemp at night, and the children in the village took care of their own affairs. Children and grandchildren did not solve the problem of farming and weaving, but also learned to grow melons by mulberry shade. The village lives in Cao Ding, Gao Qing. In February, long warblers fly, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke. The children came back from school early. They were busy flying kites when the east wind blew. What they can see is that the shepherd boy in Yuan Meili is riding a yellow cattle and singing Lin sitting on the raspberry moss on one side. Passers-by are waving at a distance, fearing that the fish will not be surprised. The shepherd boy Song rode an ox far beyond Qianzhai, and the flute wind was diagonally separated from Longwen. How many fame and fortune guests in Chang 'an were exhausted by the authorities?

7. Ancient poems about children's lives come out during the day, and the children in the village have the final say. Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees. ("Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellanies" Fan Chengda)

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. ("Village Residence" Gao Ding)

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. ("Su Xinshi Xugong Store" Song Yang Wanli)

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 hoeing the ground in the east and west, and the second is knitting a chicken coop.

I like children and scoundrels best, lying on the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers. ("Qing Ping Le Cun Ju" Song Xin Qi Ji)

On 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.

"Seeing" clears Yuan Mei.

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.

Children's Fishing Tang

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.

Mu Tong Huang Song Ting Jian

Riding an ox is far beyond a thousand villages, and the flute wind is obliquely separated from the dragon.

How many Chang 'an fame and fortune guests, organ failure is not as good as jun.

Ornamental Fish Tang Bai Juyi

Like children fishing, walk around the pool and watch the fish swim.

A love of fish is different, so it's time to give food.