Ancient poems about children's fun (but not necessarily about June 1):
1.Staying at Xugongdian in Xinshi (Song ? Yang Wanli)
The hedges are sparse and the paths are deep, and the flowers at the top of the trees have not yet fallen into the shade.
Children were chasing yellow butterflies in a hurry, but they flew into the cauliflowers and could not be found.
2. A Child Fishing (Tang Dynasty)
3. Hu Linneng)
The child with a bushy head learns to fish, and sits side by side with the berry moss and grass reflecting his body.
Passers-by beckoned, fearing that the fish would not respond.
3. The Village Dwelling (Qing Dynasty ?
The grass is long and the warblers are flying in February, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke.
Children return early from school, and are busy taking advantage of the east wind to release paper kites.
4. I'm going to take a nap in the early summer (Yang Wanli, Song Dynasty)
Plums are sour and soft to the teeth, and bananas are green and the window screen is green.
The day is long, and I have no feelings, so I watch the children catching willow flowers.
5. The Shepherd Boy (Tang Lu Yan)
The grass is spread over six or seven miles, and the flute makes the evening breeze blow three or four times.
After returning to his home with a full meal, he would not take off his straw raincoat and lie down in the moonlight.
6. What I saw (清 袁枚)
牧童骑黄牛，歌声振林樾.
It was the intention to catch the cicadas, but suddenly they closed their mouths and stood up.
Translation: 1. The fence was sparse, a path led into the distance, and the petals on the trees were falling, but they had not yet formed shade.
The little child ran quickly after the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the cauliflower bushes, never to be found again.
2. A child with tousled hair and a green face was learning to fish by the river, sitting sideways in the grass, which hid his figure.
Hearing a passer-by ask for directions, the child waved his hand indifferently, afraid to respond to the passer-by for fear of startling the fish.
3. In the second month of the lunar calendar, the grass in front of and behind the village has gradually sprouted and grown, and yellow warblers are flying around. The willows, draped in long green branches, swayed in the wind as if gently caressing the embankment. The vapor that evaporates between the water and the trees and grasses condenses like smoke. The willows seemed to be intoxicated by the richness of the scenery. The village children rushed home from school and took advantage of the east wind to fly their kites into the blue sky.
4. Plums have a sour taste, and after eating them, the residual acidity still lingers between the teeth; bananas are growing at the beginning of the year, while the green shade is reflected on the screened windows. Spring and summer, the day long people tired, get up after a nap, emotionally bored, idly watching the children play to catch the air flying willow flakes.
5. The vast grassland is like being spread on the ground, there is grass everywhere. In the evening wind came the intermittent and melodious sound of a shepherd boy's flute. The shepherd boy returned from his grazing, in the evening sunset after a full supper. He didn't even take off his straw raincoat and lay down on the grass to watch the full moon in the sky.
6. The shepherd boy rode on the back of a yellow ox, and his loud and clear song echoed in the forest. When he suddenly wanted to catch the robin chirping in the trees, he immediately stopped singing and stood by the trees without a sound.