The poems about kites are organized as follows:

1. The sound of strings rings in the quiet night in the blue sky, and the palace merchants trust the passing wind.

2. It sounds vaguely like a piece of music that is worth listening to, but it has been moved to a different tune.

3. The high wind blows the jade pillars, and all the sounds suddenly float together. The rustling tree is difficult to come by, and the lingering air is gradually sold out. ?

4. Songquan Lumen night, Shenghe and Luobin court. Sit and listen to the real monk, bowing to the solitude.

5. He Xiang and Tiantong, the Yao Zheng hangs in the eye. Colorful strings do not touch the fingers, Jinse suddenly hears the wind. ?

6. The wild goose pillars are in a false position, and the luan sings and falls into the sky. The frost hits the chime at night, and the clear light brings the phoenix back to the tung trees. ?

7. Who will have a grudge if you swallow, Qing Ling will bow to you. Qin Ji collected the treasure box but failed to scratch her head.

8. Children with red pleats on their pants and hand-held clues to curse God.

9. Everyone praises you for the early arrival of spring, and you owe me the five-foot-long kite wind.

10. I am so full of energy that I like to fly kites for nine days. You must know that the ability to rise straight up depends on a thread of hands.

11. The Qingming Festival is approaching, the weather is sleepy, and the beautiful lady is spending her time in spring. The paper kite came out of the small court.

12. Fly away leisurely and lightly, drifting like a wandering man.

13. It is difficult to hold a jade wrist with a ten thousand-foot thread, but a smile moves with a lotus step in a hurry. When you are light, you want to follow the wind.

14. The beautiful woman is uncertain about holding her, and her face is slightly dizzy and flushed.

15. The autumn wind blew into the clouds, and everyone in the country looked up.

16. It is good to draw the line to Danxiao, but when the situation is broken, it will be difficult to recover.

17. Painting with gold powder adds grace. In the dream, Zhuang Sheng was already happy. Don't learn from Qin Palace's flower life.

18. Huixiang temporarily *** Yunxiao Crane.

19. A wisp of fragrance is as thin as paper. They also fly together and fall together. Someone in the deep courtyard was laughing and joking.

20. Gently put on the swing rope.

21. The hemp string is a hundred feet long, so the kite needs to be tied to wait for the weather to fly. When the wind blows and before the Qingming Festival, the catfish will love the new one.

22. The whole body is covered with paper and bamboo binding, with two flags spread horizontally and the tail long. I slowly put the Mo Jiao scroll in my hand, and the wind gradually relaxed and faded away.

23. I still feel that it is not high to go from Pinglong to Long, but walking up the mountain is like pulling an Ao. The market is swaying when it is short, but it is even more eloquent when it is about to fall.

24. Don’t look around in surprise at this time. Thin materials and light materials are just child’s play. It's easy to reach the sky when you take advantage of it, but when you lose your momentum, you end up on the ground.

25. The sun will set tomorrow, the flowers will rain and the rain will be cold, but the Qingming Festival will be over. In depression, broken threads hang on empty walls, and torn papers in ditches are left unpicked.

26. Children come back early from school and are busy flying kites in the east wind. -- "Village Residence" by Gao Ding of the Qing Dynasty

27. Paper flowers are flying all over the sky like snow, and charming girls are swinging around. The five-color skirt swings in the wind, so that the butterflies will return in spring. -- "Huaiwei County" by Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty

28. The grass is long and the orioles are flying in February, and the willows are brushing against the embankment and drunk with the spring smoke. ——"Village Residence" by Gao Ding of the Qing Dynasty

29. The bamboo horse staggers towards the river, and the paper kite stalks the wind. -- Lu You of the Song Dynasty

30. Just relying on the strength of the wind does not mean you have abundant feathers. The red line flies through the sky, and there is a road through the blue clouds. --Wu Youru's "Poetry on Paintings" of the Qing Dynasty

31. Children in groups have red pleats on their trousers and carry clues to curse God. Everyone praises you for the early arrival of spring, and you owe me the five-foot-long kite wind. --Kong Shangren of the Qing Dynasty

32. Thinking hard about words will hinder your sleep, and the false reputation of your official position will not cure your hunger. Only when you are old do you know how to be happy. Paper kites and bamboo horses accompany your children to play. ——Lu You's "Village Calligraphy"

33. There is rice to continue cooking in the small house, and the children play with paper kites and bamboo horses. But when the officials are not arrogant, it is time for singing and dancing in the village. "Spring Miscellaneous" by Lu You

34. Children looking up at the steps are most suitable for Qingming decoration. Once the hairspring is broken and powerless, don't blame the east wind for leaving. -- "Dream of Red Mansions" by Cao Xueqin of the Qing Dynasty

35. Countless soft reds have been turned into mud, and the spring greens are beginning to appear in front of the court. Parrots suddenly heard the language outside the window, and the kite blew down to the west of the eaves. -- "Spring is a Letter" by Chen Changsheng of the Qing Dynasty

36. When the spring is cold and the weather turns sunny, the sun's shadow moves behind the screen window when you sleep. Where did the kite break? It blows and falls on the apricot branches. --Luo Qilan's "Spring Boudoir" of the Qing Dynasty

37. It's vaguely like a piece of music that can be listened to, but it's blown by the wind into a different tune. -- "Kite" by Gao Pian of the Tang Dynasty

38. The spring breeze has no evidence since ancient times, and a group of horsemen play the flute. --Ming Dynasty Xu Wei's "Poetry on the Wind Kite"

39. The sky is about to dawn in Qingmen, but the carriages and horses are already noisy. The forbidden willows are sparse in the wind and rain, and the wall flowers are exposed freshly.

40. Whoever praises the beautiful scenery is just lamenting the passing of time. If you are not allowed to fly high, you will look back at the paper kite.