2. about Children's Day
3. about children's poems
about children's outings
1. about children's autumn outings
1. hosted in xugongdian in xinshi, yangwanliang
the hedgerows are sparsely settled, and the trees have not yet been shaded by the falling flowers. The children are chasing after the yellow butterflies, but there is no way to find them in the cauliflower.
2. Village Dwelling by Gao Ding
The grass grows long and the warblers fly in February, and the willows on the embankment are intoxicated by the spring smoke. The children return early from school and are busy releasing paper kites in the east wind.
3: On the Pond Bai Juyi
The children are on a boat, picking the white lotus. I don't know how to hide my tracks, but the duckweed has opened up together.4. Fishing for Children Hu Linneng, a young boy with a bushy head, sits on the side of the berry moss and grass, reflecting his body. The passerby asked for his hand, but he was afraid that the fish would be scared and would not answer him.5: Miscellany in the Field and Garden in Four Seasons Fan Chengda worked in the fields by day and performed hemp at night, and the children in the villages were in charge of their own families. The children and grandchildren are not yet ready for plowing and weaving, and they also learn to plant melons in the shade of the mulberry tree.6. What I See Yuan Mei The shepherd boy rode a yellow ox and sang, vibrating the shade of the forest. I want to catch the cicadas, but suddenly closed my mouth.
7. Qing Ping Le - Village Dwelling Xin Qiji
The thatched roof is low, and the grass is green on the stream. The old woman with white hair is the one who is in a state of intoxication.
The eldest child is hoeing beans on the east side of the stream, the middle child is weaving a chicken coop. I like the little ones the most, they are lying in the stream and peeling the lotus seedpods.
⑧, watch the fish swim Bai Juyi
Walking around the pool to watch the fish swim, it is the time for children to get a fishing boat. I love fish with a different heart, and I'm here to give them food.
9: A Boat Passing Anren Yang Wanli
A fishing boat with two children is sitting in the boat. It is strange that they have opened their umbrellas without rain, but they are not shielding their heads from the wind.
10: The Shepherd Boys Huang Tingjian
Riding the oxen far away from the village in front of him, the wind of the flute blows diagonally across the Longlong. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a long journey, and it was a long time coming.
11, the ancient Longmoon line Li Bai
When I was a child, I did not know the moon, called it a white jade disk, and suspected that the mirror on the Yao Tai, flying in the green clouds.
12, long dry line Li Bai
Lang riding a bamboo horse, around the bed to get plum. The two of them have been living together for a long time, and there is no doubt about it.
2.5 Ancient Poems About Traveling
Traveling Meng Jiao
The water of Chu is frozen and thin, and the clouds of Chu are rainy. The traveler's list is a free return.
The Spring Journey
The peach blossoms in the upper garden are bright in the morning, and the beautiful concubines in the orchid room are moving in the spring.
The peach blossoms on the well steal the color of their faces, and the tender willows on the eaves learn to be light.
Butterflies come and go in the flowers, and warblers cry in the trees.
The forest is not far away, but it is famous for its charm.
The Song of Xianghe - Spring Song of the Midnight King Han
The spring air fills the forest with fragrance, and you can't forget to go on a spring trip.
The falling flowers are still blowing, and the willow is still growing.
The song of the mulberry maiden, the saddle of the golden saddle in the northern part of the country.
The sun sets on the river at sunset.
The Spring Journey of Wang Bo
The thoughts of the guests are endless, and the tears of spring are many.
The first time I saw him was under the flower tree, and I didn't realize that I was in love with the year.
The highest peak of the highest peak of the highest peak of the highest peak of the highest peak of the highest peak of the highest peak of the highest peak of the highest peak of the highest peak of the highest peak of the highest peak of the highest peak of the highest peak of the highest peak of the highest peak of the highest peak of the highest peak of the highest peak of the highest peak of the highest peak of the highest peak of the highest peak of Li Peak in the early spring of Fenghe.
The feathered riders are in a state of flux, and the gleaming flags are swaying back by the sun.
I will also tune my piano to the stone slips, and I will take the peaks of the clouds into my wine cup.
Luan chariot has left the magpie islet, the piper still around the Phoenix.
And Jinling Lu Chancellor early spring tour (a poem by Wei Yingwu) Du Shenyan
Unique eunuchs, but also surprised by the new weather.
The clouds and the clouds are at dawn, and the plums and the willows are in spring.
The yellow bird is prompted by the sunny air, and the green apple by the sunny light.
I have heard the ancient tune of the song, and I want to dip my scarf in return.
Fenghe's Spring Festival Visit to the Garden to Welcome Spring at his nephew's house.
The Eastern Suburb has been welcoming spring for a while, and the Eastern Garden has been flying in the first flight of the celebration cups.
The wind has broken a thousand pieces of ice, and the air has broken the nine keys of the fish.
The grasses in the forest are only cymbidium, and the flowers in the temple are plums.
The song is a song of honor, and the song is a song of love, and the song is a song of grace.
The spring trip to Zhang Xu
I want to find a place in the courtyard where I can see the clouds and the smoke on the river.
The east wind is blowing away the rain.
The first day of the spring festival, the first day of the spring festival, the first day of the spring festival, the first day of the spring festival, the first day of the spring festival.
The first day when the sun was shining on the city, I thought I would see you again.
The first day of the year, when the sun was shining in the city, we thought of each other.
I'm not going back to the city at dusk, but I'm going back to this place.
The spring trip to Li Duan
The Tsu bullet is a horse with money, and the silver hook is a maid.
The spring is a time to pick the mulberry, and the sunset is a time to walk on the grass.
The first thing to come out of the mind is the heart, but the face is not.
If we remember each other in the morning, we'll have to leave the mountain.
The temple is facing the water of the pond, and the sadness of the spring is far from being born.
The bridge is a crane, and the bamboo is a spring.
The new willow is still short, and the light apple leaves are not yet ready.
It's like being on Tiger Creek, walking with the monks at sunset.
The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night.
The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night, I was in the middle of the night.
The peach blossom is intoxicated by the red powder, and the willow tree by the white clouds.
The peach blossom is drunk with red powder, and the willow tree is wild with white clouds.
The peonies are busy in the city.
Spring in Chang'an, Yang Juyuan
Spring in Fengcheng is reported at the head of Qujiang River.
The sun is warm, the clouds and mountains are wide, and the sky is clear.
The colorful trees are divided into immortal pavilions, and the fragrance of misty flowers floods the royal ditch.
The new residence of Gui Bi and Zhu Men, the Han family's favor to ask the group of 100 families.
Three Songs of Spring Journey
At dawn, I traveled to Lin Bi Hall, and at sunrise, I went up to Wang Chun Pavilion.
The trees of the city are covered with fairy wars, and the mountains are covered with emerald screens.
The wind is blowing, and there are ten thousand new flowers.
The wind is in front of the jade pipe, and the flowers are under the golden rule.
The spring breeze of the Gate of Heaven is rising, and the snowy water of Penglai is disappearing.
We will break the willow, and strive for the longest strip.
The spring trip to Qujiang River with Mr. Zhang, a member of the Ministry of Water Affairs, and the twenty-second member of the White House, Mr. Han Gui
The desert shade opens up in the evening, and the green sky and white sun are reflected on the platforms of the buildings.
The water of the Qujiang River is full of flowers, but when it is busy, it refuses to come.
Two Songs of Spring Journey by Wang Ya
The apricots by the riverside are newly bloomed, and the wind is blowing all night long.
The garden is full of colors and shades, and it shines in the green waves.
The trees in the upper garden are so poor, and the flowers are so new.
The car and the silk ride, the wind is quiet and dusty.
Bai Juyi's Spring Journey to the Erlin Temple
Dismounting from the Erlin Temple, hastiness is the key.
I was a government official in the morning and a visitor to the spiritual mountain in the evening.
In February, in the north of Kuanglu, the snow and ice began to disappear.
The sun's green leaves and the sinuses of the earth's spring are in full bloom.
The wind and the earth are warm, and the clouds and the mist have accumulated.
It is the first time that I have seen a man's face in the world, and it is the first time that I have seen a woman's face in the world.
I am not a man of the world, I am a man of the world, I am a man of the world.
The eighteen people of the past and present are the same.
The first time I saw them was when they were in the middle of a war, and the first time I saw them was when they were in the middle of a war.
The wise men were hard at work, and the military men were hard at work.
The only one who is not a genius is the one who is working in the mountains.
Ancient poems about Children's Day 1. There are poems about Children's Day
There are poems The flowers are opening up with sweet smiles, and it is a day of June.
The two pairs of white ducks are swimming in the blue water, and the two pairs of wooden paddles are swinging on the painting boat. The children's day is envied by Chang'e, and the weaving maiden is too lazy to be a fairy.
The first day of the year is the first day of the year for the children. The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and it was the first time I'd ever seen a kid. In the hustle and bustle of the day, June is the season to say goodbye to the spring winds, and all the bright and shiny hearts are blooming, and the green curtains are opening slowly, and the little angels on the stage with the heavy make-up are babbling and talking, and all the trees are full of brightly colored stories, and the sky is as blue as water, and the sun is shining like this, so why is it so brilliant? "Why are the flowers of June 1 so fragrant? "Why is the red scarf so bright on June 1? "Why are the children of June 1 so happy ...... You know it, he knows it, everyone knows it.
The world's youngest festival has come, the world's most innocent festival is now. "The most innocent festival in the world is now. "Why is the dance of June 1 so sentimental? "Why are the stories of June 1 so fascinating? "Why is the rally on June 1 so joyful ...... You know it, he knows it, everyone knows it.
The song, dance, story, and rally express the happiness of children, and today's sapling will grow into a big tree.
2. Poems for June 1 Children's Day
Poems for June 1 Children's Day 1, "Flower buds", the park is full of color, the flowers are blooming beautifully, and there are children's shadows in every gentle smile.
2. "Wings", that little winged heart, hate to fly to space, because the stars in the sky at night, winking attractive, want to pick full, a basket of flowers to the teacher and children. 3. "Children's Day in the park", hundreds of flowers open laughter sweet, whisking the face of the thick fragrance of the day in June, the ducks swim in the blue water, two pairs of wooden paddles swinging the boat, Chang'e envy of the Children's Day, the weaver is lazy to do the fairy, and dare to ask The new buds are blooming in childhood.
4, "excited eyes", in the hustle and bustle of the day, June farewell to the spring season, a bright and shiny, to clean incomparable heart bloomed, Tsui color curtain slowly opened, the stage on the powdered and heavily made-up cherubs, babbling, babbling, full of brightly colored stories, the sky is blue as water, who is wet with red handkerchiefs, cover their excited eyes. 5, "I love my Motherland", I y love my motherland, where I can sing loudly, I hold since 32313133353236313431303231363533e58685e5aeb931333431353432 by the happy life, I roam by the train of my dreams, my mother said that angels will not be afraid of lonely wandering, even if I am abroad. But my dream every day to take me back to my lair, I stand under the five-star red flag to create, I sang loudly I love my country.
6, "Dewdrops", dewdrops, the purest tears, like lilies, that is the tears of the angels, feeding us, so that we learn to be pure, that is the sweat of the flower fairies, nourishing us, so that we learn to be hardworking, that, what is it, the most love of progress know. 7, "We are flowers", you can see the dance of the flowers, it is so enchanting, you can hear the laughter of the flowers. Is so much daintiness, you can ever go after the sweet tunes of childhood in the song of flowers, no matter whether it is lily of the valley or lavender, that beautiful floral language to surround us, yellow rose is the eternal smile, the ink mountain cherry is noble and light, let these beautiful flowers come along with happiness.
8, "I saw the wind", I saw the wind upstairs, please be sure to believe -, I saw the wind from the grass, stepped out of a slip of clear footprints, the wind is a fat man, drilled into the woods across the street, squeezing the small trees shaking, the tree seams bubbling out of the sound of it gasping for breath, but when I went downstairs to look for it, but it disappeared! The grass is flat and the woods are quiet, I don't know where the wind is hiding. 9, "We are flowers", you can see the dance of the flowers, so enchanting, you can hear the laughter of the flowers, so delicate, you can go after the sweet tunes of childhood in the song of the flowers, no matter if it's the lily of the valley or the lavender, the beautiful language of the flowers to surround us, the yellow roses are the eternal smile, the inky mountain cherry is the noble and light, let these beautiful flowers come with happiness.
10, "Lovely June 1", June 1 of the sky blue as water, June 1 of the sweet song, so that one of our crystal clear, pure and incomparable heart wings bloom, June 1 of the dream quietly bloom around us, June 1 of the blessing of the warmth of our hearts, June 1 of the laughter overflowing in our surroundings, June 1, we are covered by the haze, this is the world's children's festival, is the festival of all children eagerly awaited. I wish all children a happy June 1. 11, "budding flowers", we are the motherland budding flowers, tomorrow will be beautiful purple and red enchanting, we are the outstanding children of China, we have to use infinite wisdom and hard-working hands:, lifting up the mountains and picking up the river, holding up the modernization of the motherland, flying to the golden goal, all the children of China should be united, strive to advance, refueling, a brilliant tomorrow belongs to us. Our, bless all the children of the first day of June happy.
12, "June 1", our holiday, flowers, flags and beautiful balloons, laughing, our happy mood, but we prefer to put, our flower-like smile, woven into a huge wreath, by the world's children, *** with the lift, we together, goodbye to poverty, goodbye to war, goodbye to discrimination, goodbye to all the evils of the hideous, in this azure planet, create a global village of high civilization.13 A high degree of civilization of the global village. 13, "precious childhood" childhood is the most wonderful stage of life, when the child is a flower, is a fruit, is a piece of hazy cleverness, but also a kind of never-ending activities, children's life is the life of the game, children's world is the world of the game, the children are our future, is our hope, is the most valuable asset of our country, we must be We must study well to set up a cloud of ambition when a generation of new people, we must be up every day to do the beam material to create a thousand years of greatness.
14, "after the rain", the tender green treetops glittering with gold, the square became a sea, the water a group of barefoot children, happy as if the gods, the little brother stepped vigorously on the water, splashing the water splash how high, he shouted: "Sister careful slippery," said his own slipped a handful of, he patted the watery muddy pants. He patted the watery mud pants and said: "bad - bad", but his red and happy face, but launched the excitement and pride, the little sister pouted two short thick pigtails, closely behind the mud pants, she bit her lip, lifting the skirt, gently and carefully run, but in my heart, I hope that I want to live in a world where people are innocent and kind and don't hurt each other, even if they quarrel, they will soon make up, even if they cry, they will soon stop, in the bedroom, in the playground, on the river, piled up with our toys, the sky is blue, the earth is white, wherever you go, there is a small windmill, a small wooden horse, a small flower, a shy smile, and the world today is a disgusting world, and it's not just a place where we can live, but also a place where we can live. Today's world calls for melancholy, disgusted and unable to change, especially when the time to send us into the youth, sent into the middle age into old age, we hard life in the bitter sweet, only one night a year, used to briefly squander, only one night a year, think of distant things.
3. What are the ancient poems describing children
Children return early from school, busy taking advantage of the east wind to release paper kites. --- Gao Ding, "The Village Dwelling"
I know there are children picking and weaving, and a lamp is brightly lit in the late-night hedgerow. --Yuan Mei, "What I See"
The little boy in the boat, picking white lotus. --Yang Wanli, "Boat Passing Anren"
Ten years of planting wood, one year of planting grain, all paid to children. --Yang Wanli, "Staying at Xu Gong Dian in Xinshi"
The shepherd boy returned to the cow's back, and the piccolo flute was played without any accent. --Lei Zhen, "Evening in the Village"
A child can sing the song of long hatred, and a hu'er can sing Pipa. --Xin Qiji, "Qing Ping Le - Village Dwelling"
The children do not know each other, but laugh and ask where the guests come from. --He Zhizhang, "Two Songs on Returning to the Countryside - One of Them"
I ask where the tavern is.
4. Poems about Children's Day
1. The shepherd boy rides a yellow ox and sings to shake the shade of the trees.
I wanted to catch the cicadas, but suddenly I closed my mouth.
From: (Qing Dynasty) Yuan Mei, "What I See"
2. When I was young, I didn't know the moon, but I called it a white jade disk.
And the mirror of the Yao Tai, flying on the end of the green clouds.
The immortals are hanging down their feet, and the osmanthus tree is in a group.
The white rabbit pounded the medicine.
Toadstools are eclipsing the shadow of the circle, and the night of the dawn is over.
In the past, Yi fell from the sky, and the sky was clear and safe.
The essence of the universe is a mystery, and it is not enough to see it go.
The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and the second time I saw it was when I was a kid.
The first thing you need to do is to get rid of all the bad things that are happening to you.
From: (Tang) Li Bai's "The Row of the Ancient Long Moon"
3, see the people who first understand the language of vomit and mute, unwilling to return to sleep and love the small car.
The first time I saw you was when I was a little girl, and I was not willing to go back to bed.
From: (Tang) Wei Zhuang "and the little girl"
4, day out to plow the field at night to record hemp, the village children are each family.
The children and grandchildren are not yet ready for plowing and weaving, but they are also learning to plant melons in the shade of the mulberry tree.
From: (Song) Fan Chengda, "Miscellany in the Field at Four Times"
5. The hedges are sparse and the paths are deep, and the flowers are not yet in the shade.
The children were in a hurry to chase the yellow butterflies, but they flew into the cauliflowers and could not find them.
From: (Song) Yang Wanli, "Staying at Xu Gong Dian in the New City"
6. The boy with the puffy head learns to play silk, sitting on the side of the berry moss and grass reflecting the body.
The passerby asked me to beckon him, but I was afraid that the fish would be scared and would not answer me.
From: (Tang) Hu Lingneng, "Children Fishing"
Ancient Poetry About Children 1. What are the ancient poems about children?
The children return early from school, busy taking advantage of the east wind to release paper kites. --Yuan Mei's "What I Saw"
The little boy in the boat, picking white lotus. --Yang Wanli, "Boat Passing Anren"
Ten years of planting wood, one year of planting grain, all paid to children. --Yang Wanli, "Staying at Xu Gong Dian in Xinshi"
The shepherd boy returned to the cow's back, and the piccolo flute was played without any accent. --Lei Zhen, "Evening in the Village"
A child can sing the song of long hatred, and a hu'er can sing Pipa. --Xin Qiji, "Qing Ping Le - Village Dwelling"
The children do not know each other, but laugh and ask where the guests come from. --He Zhizhang, "Two Songs on Returning to the Countryside - One of Them"
I ask where the tavern is.
2. Ancient poems about children (5 poems)
1. "The Shepherd Boys"
Tang - Lu Yan
The grass is spread out across the field for six or seven miles, and the flute plays the evening breeze three or four times.
After returning to the house with a full meal, he did not take off his straw raincoat to lie in the moonlight.
2. Boat Past Anren
Song-Yang Wanli
A fishing boat with two small children sat in the boat.
The two children are sitting in the boat.
3. "Qing Ping Le - Village Dwelling"
Song - Xin Qiji
The eaves of the cottage are low, and the grass is green on the stream.
Drunken Wu Yin is a good match for the old woman with white hair.
The oldest child is hoeing beans on the east side of the stream, and the middle child is weaving a chicken coop.
The best thing about this is that the little ones are not afraid to go to bed and peel the lotus seeds.
4. The Little Child Fishing
Tang-Hu Linneng
The little child with a shaggy head learns to fish and sits on the side of the berry moss and grass reflecting his body.
He was sitting on the side of a berry moss and grass.
The passers-by asked him to beckon to him, but he was afraid that the fish would not respond.
5. Village Dwelling
Qing Dynasty - Gao Ding
The grass is long and the warblers are flying in February, the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke.
The children return early from school, busy taking advantage of the east wind to release paper kites.
6. "The Night at Xu Gong Dian"
Song-Yang Wanli
The hedgerows are sparse and deep, and the flowers on the branches end up in the shade.
The children are in a hurry to chase the yellow butterflies, and there is no place to find them in the cauliflowers.
7. What I See
Qing Dynasty - Yuan Mei
The shepherd boy rode the yellow ox, singing and vibrating the shade of the trees.
I wanted to catch the cicadas, but suddenly I closed my mouth and stood up.
8. The Shepherd Boy
Song-Huang Tingjian
The cow is far away from the village, and the flute is blowing in the wind.
The first is the "The Boys of the Pasture".
3. Poems about children
For children: 1. "Staying at Xu Gong Dian in Xin Shi" by Yang Wanli of Song Dynasty The hedgerows are sparse and deep, and the flowers on the trees are not yet in the shade.
The children are in a hurry to chase the yellow butterflies, and there is no place to find them in the cauliflowers. 2. "Qing Ping Le - Village Dwelling" by Xin Qiji, Song The eaves of the cottage are low, and the grass is green on the stream.
Drunken Wu Yin is a good match for the old woman with white hair. The oldest child is hoeing beans on the east side of the stream, the middle child is weaving a chicken coop, and the youngest child is a rogue, lying on the stream and peeling the lotus seedpods.
3, "on the pool" Tang Bai Juyi small child propped boat, stealing white lotus back. I don't know how to hide my tracks, but I've got a lot of duckweed to go along with it.
4, "Village Dwelling" Qing Gao Ding Grass grows and warblers fly in February days, brush the embankment willow drunken spring smoke. The children are busy taking advantage of the east wind to release paper kites.
5. "What I See" by Yuan Mei (清元枚) The shepherd boy rode a yellow ox and sang, vibrating the shade of the forest. I want to catch the cicadas, but suddenly I closed my mouth.
6. The Little Child Fishing (Tang Hu Linneng) A child with a shaggy head learns to fish and sits on the side of the berry moss and grass reflecting the body. The first time I saw him, he was in the middle of a fight with a man who had been in the middle of a fight with a man who had been in the middle of a fight.
7, "Shepherd Boy" Song Huang Tingjian Riding oxen far past the village, blowing the flute wind diagonally across the long heard. The first time I saw this, it was a very good time for me.
8, "watching the fish" Tang Bai Juyi around the pool to watch the fish swim, just when the children get fishing boat. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good look at this.
9. Fan Chengda of Song Dynasty worked in the fields for day and weaved hemp at night, and the children in the villages were all in charge of their own families. The children and grandchildren have yet to learn how to plow and weave, and they are learning how to plant melons in the shade of the mulberry tree.
10, "Shadow of the Flower" Song Su Shi, the overlapping on the Yao Tai, a few times to call the children to return not open. The first time I saw this is when I was a kid, and it was the first time I was a kid.
4. Poems about children
1, "Staying at Xu Gong Dian in Xin Shi" Song Yang Wanli The hedgerows are sparse and the path is deep, and the flowers on the trees have not yet fallen into the shade.
The children are in a hurry to catch up with the yellow butterflies, and there is no place to find them. 2. "Qing Ping Le - Village Dwelling" by Xin Qiji, Song The eaves of the cottage are low, and the grass is green on the stream.
Drunken Wu Yin is a good match for the old woman with white hair. The oldest child is hoeing beans on the east side of the stream, the middle child is weaving a chicken coop, and the youngest child is a rogue, lying on the stream and peeling lotus pods.
3, "on the pool" Tang Bai Juyi small child propped boat, stealing white lotus back. I don't know how to hide my tracks, but I've got a lot of duckweed to go along with it.
4, "Village Dwelling" Qing Gao Ding Grass grows and warblers fly in February days, brush the embankment willow drunken spring smoke. The children are busy taking advantage of the east wind to release paper kites.
5. "What I See" by Yuan Mei (清元枚) The shepherd boy rode a yellow ox and sang, vibrating the shade of the forest. I want to catch the cicadas, but suddenly I closed my mouth.
6. The Little Child Fishing (Tang Hu Linneng) A child with a shaggy head learns to fish and sits on the side of the berry moss and grass reflecting the body. The first time I saw him, he was in the middle of a fight with a man who had been in the middle of a fight with a man who had been in the middle of a fight.
7, "Shepherd Boy" Song Huang Tingjian Riding oxen far past the village, blowing the flute wind diagonally across the long heard. The first time I saw this, it was a very good time for me to go back to my old school.
8, "watching the fish" Tang Bai Juyi around the pool to watch the fish swim, just when the children get fishing boat. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good look at this.
9. Fan Chengda of Song Dynasty worked in the fields for day and weaved hemp at night, and the children in the villages were in charge of their own families. The children and grandchildren have yet to learn how to plow and weave, and they are learning how to plant melons in the shade of the mulberry tree.
10, "Shadow of the Flower" Song Su Shi, the overlapping on the Yao Tai, a few times to call the children to return not open. The first time I saw this is when I was a kid, and it was the first time I had ever seen a kid.
5. What are the ancient poems describing children
Children return early from school, busy taking advantage of the east wind to release paper kites.
-- Gao Ding, "The Village Dwelling", "I know that there are children picking and weaving, and a lamp is bright in the hedge at night". --Ye Shao-weng bai "Night Book" shepherd boy riding a yellow cow, singing and vibrating the shade of the forest.
--Yuan Mei "seen" small child propped boat, secretly picking white lotus back. --Bai Juyi, "On the Pond", "A child with a bushy head learns to play with silk, and sits on the side of the berry moss and grass reflecting the body.
--Hu Linneng, "Fishing for Children", "A fishing boat with two children, stopping their rowing and sitting in the boat. --Yang Wanli, "Boat Past Anren" Ten years of planting wood, one year of planting grain, all paid to the children.
--Yuan Haoqian, "The Moon and the People - The Red Dust is Broken", "The children are in a hurry to chase the yellow butterflies, flying into the cauliflowers and nowhere to be found", "The Moon and the People - The Red Dust is Broken".
--Yang Wanli, "Staying in Xinshi zhi Xugongdian" The shepherd boy returned to the back of a cow, and the piccolo flute was blown without any accent.
--Lei Zhen, "Evening in the Village", "The children can sing the song of long hatred, and the hu'er can sing the pipa song".
--Li Daozhen, "Hanging Bai Juyi", "The children have not yet learned how to plow and weave, and they are also learning how to plant melons in the shade of the mulberry tree".
--Fan Chengda, "Miscellany in the Summer Garden", "Under the Pine, I asked the boy to tell me that the teacher had gone to collect medicine".
--- Jia Dao, "Seeking the Hidden Man" (寻隐者回不遇 / Sun Ge Visiting Mr. Yang), "The passerby asked me to beckon, but I was afraid that the fish would be scared and would not answer me".
--Hu Linneng, "Fishing for Children" (小儿垂钓), "The eldest child is hoeing beans on the east side of the stream, and the middle child is weaving a chicken coop.
--- Xin Qiji, "Qing Ping Le - Village Dwelling", "Children do not know each other, and laughingly ask where the guests come from.
--He Zhizhang, "Two Songs on Returning to the Countryside" (回乡偶书二首-其一), answering the question, "Where are the taverns? The shepherd boy is pointing to the apricot blossom village.
--Du Mu "Qingming".
6. Poems describing children's activities
Answer: Ancient poems describing children's activities include:
The child rushes away and chases after the yellow butterfly, and flies into the cauliflower with no place to find it.
The children were on the boat, picking the white lotus. The Summer Garden Miscellany
A child with a shaggy head learns to fish, and sits on the side of the berry moss and grass reflecting his body.
Ancient poets describe children's playful activities and play, most of the poems focus on showing a beautiful picture of the countryside, the countryside people live in peace and contentment, the life of the scene, written out of the child's innocence and childlike interest. It expresses the author's yearning for the idyllic life and love of life.
7. Poems describing children
There are a lot of poems describing children in ancient times in China, which have refined language, vivid images, and portrayed children's demeanor.
The author has selected a few of them from the common books of Three Hundred Poems of the Tang Dynasty, All-Tang Dynasty Poems, and Poems of the Son's Family for the benefit of the readers. In the Tang Dynasty, poet He Zhizhang wrote this in the Book of Even Returning to the Countryside: "I left home when I was young and returned when I was old, but my accent has not changed and my hair has decayed.
Children don't know each other when they see each other, and they laugh and ask where the guest came from." The whole poem is only twenty-eight words, but it gives us a beautiful picture. The author, who has been living away from home for a long time, returns to his home, but the children in his hometown do not recognize him, and ask him with a smile where he is a guest.
These children are childish, lively, courteous and very cute. Cui Daorong, also of the Tang Dynasty, wrote: "Who doesn't have a boat outside the hedge?
The boy suspected that there are village guests, hurry to the wood door to go but closed."
This poem depicts the fun of a fishing village by a stream in spring.
Outside the hedge, I don't know whose boat, forgetting to tie the cable, was blown into the fishing bay by the leisurely spring wind. The boat was blown into the fishing bay by the spring breeze. The child who was fishing at the water's edge, not knowing the truth, mistook it for a visitor, and put down the fishing rod in his hand in a hurry, and ran to the door in a panic to report to his family, and wanted to open the door of the wood to welcome him, but in the middle of the hustle and bustle, he shut the door behind him.
The poet puts a series of actions of the children into the poem, which is easy and natural, but vivid, and depicts the nature of hospitality of the children in the countryside. The countryside children are not only hospitable, but also hardworking.
The Song Dynasty poet Fan Chengda wrote in one of his idyllic poems, "Miscellany of the Four Seasons": "Plowing the fields by day and performing hemp at night, the village children are all in charge of their own families. The children and grandchildren are not yet ready for plowing and weaving, but they are learning to plant melons in the shade of the mulberry tree."
Here is the scene of intense labor in the rural areas in the summer. The "children of the village" refers to the adult farmers, and the "children's grandchildren" are the children.
Although the children in the countryside do not know how to plow the fields and weave cloth, they see the adults weeding and rubbing the hemp threads, so they also plant melons under the mulberry branches in the same way as the adults. The children are not only learning to plant melons, they are also learning to fish.
The Tang Dynasty poet Hu Lingneng wrote in the "children fishing": "Pengtou child learning to angling, sitting on the side of the berry moss grass reflecting the body. The passerby asked me to beckon him, but I was afraid that the fish would be scared and not respond to me."
You see, this "puffy head" "side sitting" little guy is how naughty and cute, afraid of the fish do not bite hooks, even passers-by to ask for the road are not to answer, although it is "learn to angling "The poet writes with his own hand, and it seems to be a good thing! The poet writes with his own hand, seemingly without the slightest effort, but in fact, the effort is very deep, and the flavor of the poem is also very strong. Yang Wanli, a poet of the Song Dynasty, is also a master of writing children's innocence and loveliness, and he has this description in his "Staying at Xu Gong Dian in the New City": "The hedges are sparse and a path is deep, and the flowers on the branches end up in the shade.
Children rush away to chase yellow butterflies, flying into the cauliflower nowhere to find." The poet first shows us a picture of late spring and early summer.
Then a child jumps out of the picture, chasing the yellow butterfly. The yellow butterfly was chased and disappeared into the cauliflower.
The poem ends here, but we can imagine how the running child stopped and looked around in the cauliflower field. This shows that the ancient poets were not only good at observing, but also good at using the pen to record a banal scene, it gives a magical power.
Not only is the writing novel, but also shaped all kinds of lovely images of children.
8. Ancient Poetry About Children
Ancient Poetry About Children
1, "Staying at Xu Gong Dian in Xinshi" by Yang Wanli of Song Dynasty
The hedgerows are sparse and a path is deep, and the flowers on the trees have not yet fallen into the shade.
The children were in a hurry to chase the yellow butterflies, and they flew into the cauliflowers and could not find them.
2. "Qing Ping Le? The Village Dwellings
The eaves of the cottage are low, and the grass is green on the stream.
Drunken Wu Yin is a good match, who is the old woman with white hair.
The eldest child is hoeing beans on the east side of the stream, and the middle child is weaving a chicken coop.
The youngest child is a rogue, lying on the stream and peeling lotus pods.
3. "On the Pond" by Bai Juyi, Tang
The little child held up the boat and stole the white lotus back. I don't know how to hide the trail, but the floating weeds are open together.
4. The Village Dwelling
The grass grows and the warblers fly in February, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke.
Children return early from school, busy taking advantage of the east wind to release paper kites.
5. "What I See" by Yuan Mei
The shepherd boy rode a yellow ox, singing and vibrating the shade of the trees. I wanted to catch the cicadas, but suddenly I closed my mouth and stood up.
6. A Child's Fishing (Tang Hu Linneng)
A child with a shaggy head learns to fish, sitting side by side on the berry moss and grass reflecting his body.
The passer-by asked me to beckon him, but I was afraid that the fish would not respond to him.
7. "The Shepherd Boy" by Huang Tingjian, Song
The oxen are far away from the village in front of him, and the flute is blowing in the wind, which is heard across the street.
The first time I saw this is when I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.
8. "Watching Fish Swimming" by Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty
Walking around the pool to watch the fish swimming, it is the time for children to get a fishing boat.
A kind of love fish heart is different, I come to give food to the hook.
9. "The Field House" by Fan Chengda, Song Dynasty
The children of the village were in charge of the fields for daytime and weaving hemp at night.
The children and grandchildren have yet to learn how to plow and weave, but they are also learning how to plant melons in the shade of the mulberry tree.
The sun has just packed it away, but the moon will send it to the future.
The first time I saw it, it was the first time I saw it.