Ancient female shopping poems

Poetry about children shopping 1. Poetry about children's lives

1, "Su Xincheng Xugong Store" Song Yang Wanli hedges are sparse and shady.

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, "Qingpingle Village" Song Xin Seven-level Mao Yan is short and small, and the river is covered with green grass.

When you are drunk, your voice is charming and your hair is white. The eldest son is hoeing bean creek in the east, and the second son is knitting a chicken coop. He likes children scoundrels best, lying at the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers.

3, "On the Pool" Tang Xiaowa punted 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.

4. "Village Residence" stands tall and straight, the grass grows in February, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke. The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.

5, "See" Qingyuan Mei Shepherd is riding a yellow cow and singing a song that shakes Lin Yue. Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently.

6. "Child Fishing" Tang, a teenager with long hair, learned to hang a bow and sat by the raspberry moss. Hearing the voice of passers-by, the child waved, afraid to disturb the fish and dare not respond to passers-by.

7. "The Shepherd Boy" Huang Songting rode the ox far beyond the former village, and the flute wind was heard for a long time. How many Chang 'an fame and fortune guests, organ failure is not as good as jun.

8. "Fish Watching" Don walked by the pool and watched the fish swim around, just like a child fishing. A person who loves fish has different hearts, so I will give you a hook.

9. "Tianjia" Song Fancheng plowed the fields during the day and made hemp at night, and the children in the village were in charge. Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.

10, "Huaying" song sushi weighs 32313353236313313032313635335e59e7ad943/kloc-0. In the evening when the sun went down, Hua Ying just retired, but the moon rose again and Hua Ying appeared again.

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Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently. The Moon of the Ancient Waves When Li Bai was a child, he didn't know the moon. His name was Bai Panyu.

Yao Taijing also became suspicious. At the flying end of Qingyun, he saw a Yuan Mei shepherd boy 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.

Respondent: 543256787 Pan-probationary period level 1 2-25 1 1:27 Xiaowa punted to steal Bai Lianhua back. I don't know the trace of hiding, duckweed opens together. Respondents: zw 695677559- probationary period level 1 2-25 17:48 1, Su Xincheng Xugong Store Song Yang Wanli hedges are sparse and shady.

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, "Qingpingle Village" Song Xin Seven-level Mao Yan is short and small, and the river is covered with green grass.

When you are drunk, your voice is charming and your hair is white. The eldest son is hoeing bean creek in the east, and the second son is knitting a chicken coop. He likes children scoundrels best, lying at the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers.

3, "On the Pool" Tang Xiaowa punted 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.

4. "Village Residence" stands tall and straight, the grass grows in February, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke. The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.

5, "See" Qingyuan Mei Shepherd is riding a yellow cow and singing a song that shakes Lin Yue. Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently.

6. "Child Fishing" Tang, a teenager with long hair, learned to hang a bow and sat by the raspberry moss. Hearing the voice of passers-by, the child waved, afraid to disturb the fish and dare not respond to passers-by.

7. "The Shepherd Boy" Huang Songting rode the ox far beyond the former village, and the flute wind was heard for a long time. How many Chang 'an fame and fortune guests, organ failure is not as good as jun.

8. "Fish Watching" Don walked by the pool and watched the fish swim around, just like a child fishing. A person who loves fish has different hearts, so I will give you a hook.

9. "Tianjia" Song Fancheng plowed the fields during the day and made hemp at night, and the children in the village were in charge. Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.

That's good.

2. Poetry about children

Green shoots, green shoots, say to the youth, "Develop yourself!" " "Pale flower, the young man said," Give yourself! "The crimson fruit said to the youth," Sacrifice yourself! " Little Brother and Kitten Ke Yan My family has a little brother. /He is both clever and naughty. /He climbs high and low every day. /His face is covered with mud.

/Mom told him to wash his face,/Pretending not to hear him run; /Dad looked at him with a mirror./He closed his eyes and giggled. /Sister brought a Xiaohua Mall,/Clapped her paws and licked her fur,/Her eyes narrowed. "Great, great, great,/Who will play with me and hug me?" /My brother held out his little black hand,/The kitten jumped back hurriedly,/The beard pursed its head and shook it,/"Oh, no! Too dirty, too dirty, I don't want it! " /Sister laughed,/Mom and Dad frowned,/Little brother was ashamed:/"Mom! Mom! Give me a bath! " The Moon Liu Ruomin The moon in the sky is round and round. /It looks like a jade plate in the sea.

/A group of fish swam over,/The jade plate broke into two or three pieces. /The fish ran away in fear,/all the way to the rock.

/Looking back,/The moon is still round. Cicada (Author: Lin): Cicada's songs are very nice,/but they won't be sung until summer; /They like praise/Golden sunshine.

Cicada's songs are very nice,/but only like to sing in trees; So, in summer,/trees become/singing umbrellas. In front of the window, a lilac stood on tiptoe and walked into the thick green yard. We planted a lilac in front of the teacher's window.

Teacher, teacher, let its green branches and leaves extend into your window and accompany you every night. Listen, listen, the green leaves rustle in the wind. That's why we sing to you to help you relieve a lot of fatigue.

You see, you see, the small flowers full of trees are our smiling faces. Thank you for always supporting us. It's late at night and the stars are sleepy. Teacher, put down the lesson plan quickly and let the flowers float into your dream. That dream must be sweet and fragrant.

(Original "New Teenager" 1985No. 18) You took me to the author: You took me to the blue one, and you collected everything I wanted, whether it was flowers, tender grass, stones or leaves. You jump over every ditch lightly, and spring leaves your shadow; You climb every small slope, just like jumping on the roof of your house.

I heard the birds singing and saw their colorful wings through the cracks in the green leaves. You tell me the names of many birds and sing their songs for me. I want to catch the fruit, and it will be in your hand at once. You are afraid that the fruit will bite my hand and wrap it in leaves.

Let me ask you, why does that tree on the top of the mountain look like an old man? You said because it grows in crevices all the year round; Let me ask you-what flower is that with tears in its eyes? You said it was a blue flower, smiling in the spring sunshine. What about the wind? Sleep in Shan Ye's arms; What if it rains? Fall in Shan Ye's heart; What about the tramp in those days? Everyone has a warm home; What about winter? Long gone.

No matter Shan Ye's present or past, you are familiar with everything in Shan Ye; Everything here seems to be yours, your birds, your blue sky and your land. I looked at the spring water in Shan Ye, as if looking at your innocent eyes; Yuan Ye, full of mountain flowers, is like your splendid colorful clothes.

We are in Shan Ye, playing and chasing. Ah, it's like being on your kang, it's like being in your yard ... I was walking alone in the Woods, and my ears were filled with many faint mysterious and wonderful voices. Green camphor leaves are breathing gently, and young bamboo shoots emerge silently in the center of the earth like countless mushrooms, like white umbrellas. My mother once told us that their names were swan bacteria, and larks jumped from branch to branch like notes. The song is sweet and charming, the dew is shining and slipping quietly, and the mist is as soft as white gauze. The whole nature is like a music. The Woods in spring are the harp of life. They are playing wonderful music and poems, which gently hit my 14-year-old heart full of fantasy. In early summer, I went to sleep, and Song Yang Wanli's plum blossoms splashed her teeth, and the banana trees covered the 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.

I miss my hometown Haitang Song Yang Wanli's hometown. Today, Haitang blooms and dreams of entering Jiangxi Jinxiu Pile. At this time, although spring returns, everything is thriving, but people are old; Swallows fly back every year after offering sacrifices to the land god.

Spring is like a piece of green and white, not heavy and light weather, it is the scene of Chu Qing; In this spring, catkins will fly and fall. But this beautiful spring scenery can't be eaten, so let poetry attract it to Qiong Yao's jade cup.

Miss the hometown begonia song Yang Wanli Bamboo Pavilion, don't walk alone. Early spring is warm, willow leaves sprout and dance in the wind, which is more charming; Bloom in the sun, the shadow dancing, hazy rise.

After a rain-eroded garden, the road is cleaner and deeper; Birds just flying out of the nest are more cheerful, and crows crow one after another, which is sweet and entertaining. The scenery here is very beautiful, but unfortunately there are few plump and beautiful begonia flowers; Begonia, a native of that hometown, lived two cold foods and disappeared.

Reading Yan Ziling's Biography of Yang Wanli as a Star in Song Dynasty and How to Make up for Han Zhongxing, there is a cool breeze as cold as ice. Send my aunt to Ding Han early, where there is Yanling! In the Song Dynasty, Yangcun Yangwanli Stone Bridge was crowded on both sides, and horses in each village were like rivers.

Liu Yang Yin Zhongxin Hotel, a small fishing boat under the grape trellis. Red and white flowers are close to water, sky blue and yellow.

Zheng er's peace is still in the way. Why don't you work hard, back in the game? Song Yang Wanli, who lives in eastern Zhejiang and Jiangxi, added a few strands of silk to the mirror. Flowers fall six times to sparse information, and the month is thousands of miles away.

Du Li should not turn over the whale sea, but should enjoy the phoenix gathering in Longtan. Tao is Fan Chuan's frivolous killing, which makes thousands of families compare to thousands of poems.

Yang Wanli, who was injured in the Spring and Song Dynasties, intended to have fun this spring, but he still wasted an east wind. If you don't get presbyopia every year, you won't get sick if you are anxious.

Night wind song Yang Wanli Night wind is not allowed to distinguish the breeze, but it is allowed to hang heavy curtains on the ground. The sunset in Ye Ping is not covered by mountains, and the west window is red until the moon comes.

In the evening breeze, Yang Wanli was slightly warm in the evening, and the evening breeze was arrogant and overbearing. Why are you angry when you are cold? There will be frost in the future.

Play pen Song Yang Wanli wild chrysanthemum wild moss each casting money, resplendent and beautiful; God gives money to poor poets, only to buy sorrow and not to buy fields. Living in early summer, taking a nap, Song Yang Wan Li Mei has soft teeth of folic acid, and banana is divided into 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.

Yang Wanli's eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves sunny and soft. The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.

After all, the scenery of the West Lake in June is different from that at four o'clock. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.

Yang Wanli's wicker brush is a hundred feet away from the silver pool, and it is only yellow. Wicker can not be dipped in water, but the willow shadow in the water guides him to grow.

3. Poetry about children

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. Qing Dynasty: Gaoyun's Rural Residence

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. Qing Dynasty: Yu Yue

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. Five Dynasties: Hu Lingneng

Plum sour teeth, banana green sieve. 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. Sleeping in Early Summer Song 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. Song Yang Wanli.

During the day, weeding in the fields and rubbing hemp thread at home at night, the men and women in the village took on all the housework. Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees. Song Fan Chengda's Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous Interest

When I asked your students under a pine tree, "my teacher," he replied, "went to pick herbs." However, through these clouds, how can I know which corner of the mountain it is facing? . Tangjiadao

Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. Dondum

Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed. When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from. Tang He Zhang Zhi

The eldest son hoes the beans and streams, and the second son weaves a chicken coop. I like children and scoundrels best, lying on the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers. Qingpingle in Miracle, Song Xin

4. 10 Poems about children

The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind. -Gao Ding's "Country House"

The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again. -Yang Wanli's Su Xinshi Xugong Store

Cowboys ride on the backs of oxen, and songs echo in the forest. -Yuan Mei "See"

When I asked your students under a pine tree, "my teacher," he replied, "went to pick herbs." -Jia Dao's Parting Message/Sun Ge's Interview with Yang Jingshi.

A child propped up the boat and secretly picked the white lotus back. -Bai Juyi is on the pool

My favorite is my youngest son, who is lying in the grass, peeling the lotus just picked. -Xin Qiji's "Qingpingle Village Residence"

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. -Hu Lingneng's The Fishing Child

Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees. -Fan Chengda's "Summer Village Miscellaneous Seven"

I know that children choose to promote weaving, and a lamp fell on the fence at night. -Ye Shaoweng's Night Book

I drank Dongpo in the evening and woke up drunk. It seemed like midnight when I came back. The child is short of breath. -Su Shi's "Linjiang Fairy, Drinking Dongpo at Night, Sobbing Up"

Cowherd's child sat on the cow's back and casually played the tune with piccolo. -Lei Zhen's "Country Night"

Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village. -Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day

For our boys and girls, poor little baby, too young to know where the capital is. -Du Fu's Moonlit Night

Plant trees that have been completed in ten years, as well as corn harvested that year, and give them to young people. -Yuan Haowen, "Man's full moon and heavy mountains have separated the world of mortals"

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. -Yang Wanli's "Taking a nap in early summer"

Hearing the voice of passers-by, the child waved, afraid to disturb the fish and dare not respond to passers-by. -Hu Lingneng's "Fishing Children"

I hope it helps you.

5. Poetry about children

On the pond (Tang), Bai Juyi's little 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. [Note]: Boat: Boat.

Confused: I don't know; I don't know. Together: all the way.

Boating: to prop up a boat and push it forward with poles. Xiaowa: A child.

Duckweed: an aquatic plant with oval leaves floating on the water, fibrous roots under it and white flowers in summer. Open: separate.

[Author's Information]: Bai Juyi (772-846), a poet in the Tang Dynasty, was a Buddhist in Xiangshan, whose ancestral home was Taiyuan [now Shanxi]. When I arrived at my great-grandfather, I moved to Shimonoseki (now north of Weinan, Shaanxi).

Bai Juyi's grandfather, Huang Bai, was a magistrate of Gongxian county and a good friend of Xinzheng county magistrate at that time. Seeing the beautiful mountains and rivers and simple folk customs in Xinzheng, Huang Bai loved it very much, so his family moved to Dongguozhai Village (now Dongguo Temple) in the west of Xinzheng.

Bai Juyi was born in Dongguozhai on the 20th day of the first month in the seventh year of Dali, Tang Daizong (February 28th, 772). Wuzong Huichang died in Luoyang [Henan] in August (846) at the age of 75.

He is the author of seventy-one volumes of Bai Changqing Collection. In his later years, the official was the Prince with less Fu, and posthumous title was Bai Fu and Bai Wengong.

He actively advocated the new Yuefu movement in literature, arguing that articles should be written in time and poems should be written for things. He wrote many poems lamenting the times and reflecting the sufferings of the people, which had a great influence on later generations. He is a very important poet in the history of China literature.

Yuanhe was a bachelor of Hanlin and a doctor of Zuo Zanshan. Because of offending powerful people, he was demoted to Jiangzhou Sima, a good Buddha in his later years, and called himself a happy layman. He wrote many poems in his life, among which allegorical poems are the most famous, and the language is easy to understand, so he is called "the eloquent old woman".

Narrative poems such as Pipa Xing and Song of Eternal Sorrow are all famous. In his early years, he was enthusiastic about helping the world, emphasizing the political function of poetry and doing his best to make it popular. He wrote 60 poems, New Yuefu, Qin Zhongyin, which truly made people sick by singing only, and every sentence must be tuned, just like Du Fu's "Three Officials" and "Three Farewells".

The long narrative poems "Song of Eternal Sorrow" and "Pipa Journey" represent his highest artistic achievements. Middle-aged people encounter setbacks in officialdom. "Since then, the career has been long-term, and the world has never been opened." But he still wrote many good poems and did many good things for the people. Hangzhou West Lake and Bai Causeway commemorate him.

In his later years, he sent his feelings to the mountains and rivers, and also wrote some small characters. There is a poem for Liu Yuxi: "Don't listen to the old songs, but listen to the new word Yang Liuzhi. It can be seen that he has read some new words.

One of the poems, Flowers Are Not Flowers, has a hazy beauty, which was greatly appreciated by later poets such as Ouyang Xiu, Zhang Xian and Yang Shen. Naive and lively rural children, holding a boat, secretly went to Bai Lianhua.

When they came back, they didn't know how to cover their tracks. The boat threw the duckweed out of the water, leaving a clear waterway behind the boat. Expose one's whereabouts ~ ~ [Brief analysis] The author vividly depicts the innocence of a child who "stole the lotus" by sketching. The most vivid sentence in the poem is "I don't know the hidden traces", which describes the naughty and innocent feelings of children.

The poem of the wind and the kite (I) Xu Wei's wicker twisted the thread and wadded cotton enough to put a kite in 1000 places. How much power can spring breeze disperse and take children to the sky?

Author's brief introduction Xu Wei (A.D.1521-1593), with a long word, is named Qingtengshan. Yin Shan (now Shaoxing, Zhejiang) was born.

Famous artists in Ming Dynasty. I took the township exam in my early years and tried it every time; In middle age, he was a guest of Hu Zongxian, the governor of Zhejiang and Fujian, and made suggestions for the military anti-Japanese war.

However, because Xu Wei hated evil and despised powerful people, he was down and out all his life and even went crazy for a time. In his later years, he could only make a living by selling calligraphy and painting. He has high goals in calligraphy, painting, poetry and drama.

His paintings are unique, especially good at flowers and birds. According to historical records, freehand brushwork and ink splashing, which is popular in modern flower-and-bird painting, began to develop from him. His poems and essays are not rigid, and there are many places that go beyond the previous views and break the routine in his works of opera and zaju.

According to legend, the earliest kite in China was made by Mo Zhai, a philosopher during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period more than 2,000 years ago. He came up with the idea of making kites in Lushan (now Wei County, Shandong Province) because he saw eagles hovering in the air, but the process of making kites was not smooth.

After three years of research and trial production, he finally made a wooden bird out of wood, but it broke after only one day's flight. Later, Mo Zhai passed on his kite-making career to his students' open class (also called Luban). He made kites out of bamboo according to Mo Zhai's ideal and design.

Lu Ban split the bamboo, cut it into smooth slices, roasted it with fire, made it look like a magpie, and flew in the air for three days. Kites were later used in the military to detect the enemy's position.

After the Tang Dynasty, its use began to change into entertainment. In the Ming and Qing Dynasties, people gradually formed a custom. On this day in Tomb-Sweeping Day, people fly kites high and far, then cut the string of kites and let them fly away with the wind, which means letting the "depressed gas" accumulated in the past year be completely discharged and praying for the elimination of diseases within one year.

Xu Wei was down and out in his later years, mainly selling paintings for a living. "Wind kite" is one of his painting themes in his later years. He painted a large number of "wind kites" with poems.

There are more than 30 such poems, and here is a representative one. Through the description of children flying kites, he poured his future hopes and sustenance on children and expressed his feelings.

Note 1. Wind kite: or "paper kite". Kite: ○ Guangdong [yuan], [jyn1]; ○ Han [yu ā n]; Eagle.

The kite is often painted with an eagle, hence the name. Strictly speaking, there are still differences between kites and paper kites.

The so-called "kite" means that it can make a sound similar to a kite line in the air; As for the "kite", it is a dumb bird that only flies but doesn't sing. Kite is to tie a bowstring on the back of the kite, or press bagpipes on the head of the kite. When the paper is lifted, the strong wind passes through the flute or causes the bowstring to vibrate, which will make a purring sound.

Ordinary kites don't make sound. However, people no longer distinguish between the two.

2. Rub: ○ Guangdong [measures]; ○ Korea [Cu Fei]. Rub your palm repeatedly, or put your palm on something else and rub it back and forth.

3. Catkin: Catkin. Willow seeds, with white fluff, are called "catkins", also known as "catkins cotton".

4. Search: ancient unit of length, with eight feet as a search, Chihiro is extremely long. 5. Elimination: consumption, consumption.

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6. Poetry about children

Poetry about children

1.

I know that children choose to promote weaving, and a lamp fell on the fence at night.

Ye Shaoweng (Song Dynasty)-"What I saw in the night book"

2.

The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.

Gaoding (Qing Dynasty)-Rural Residence

3.

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.

Hu Lingneng (Tang Dynasty)-Children Fishing

4.

On a fishing boat, there are two children. They put away their bamboo poles, stopped their oars and sat on the boat.

Yang Wanli (Song Dynasty) —— Zhou Du An Ren

5.

A child propped up the boat and secretly picked the white lotus back.

Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty)-Chishang

7. Poems describing children's activities

A: The ancient poems describing children's activities are:

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 shop

The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind. Rural residence

A child propped up the boat and secretly picked the white lotus back. On the swimming pool

Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees. Miscellaneous notes of summer resort

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. Children fishing

Most of the poems written by ancient poets describing children's frolic activities show a beautiful picture of the countryside. People live and work in peace and contentment, and write down a childlike innocence. It expresses the author's yearning for rural life and his love for life.

8. Ancient poems about children's autumn outing

1, Yang Wanli of Xinshi Xugong Store

The hedges are sparse all the way, and the top flowers are not shaded. The children hurried after Huang Die and flew into the cauliflower, but they couldn't find it.

This village is located in Gaoding.

In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke.

3. Bai Juyi in the pool

The baby propped up the boat and stole the white lotus back. Without knowing the hidden traces, duckweed blooms together. The children were fishing in Hu Lingneng, and the little boy with thick hair learned to hold the ribbon and sit beside the raspberry moss. Passers-by waved far away, and the fish were frightened. In the four seasons, the countryside is full of excitement in Fan Chengda, and the children in the village are the masters of the country. 6. What they saw was Yuan Mei.

7. Xin Qiji Qingpingle Village Residence

Mao Yan is low and small, with green grass beside the stream. When drunk, Wu Yin is charming. Who has white hair?

The eldest son hoes beans and the second son weaves chicken coops. He likes children scoundrels best, lying at the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers.

Today, Bai Juyi watches fish.

Take a walk around the pool and watch the fish swim around, just like a child in a fishing boat. I love fish with different hearts, so I hook it.

9. The boat passed Anren Yang Wanli

A fishing boat with two children was parked on the boat. It's strange to open an umbrella when it doesn't rain. It's not used to cover your head, but to keep out the wind.

10, shepherd boy Huang tingjian

Riding an ox far beyond Qiancun, the flute wind is heard at an oblique interval. How many Chang 'an fame and fortune guests, the organs are not as exhausted as you.

1 1, Gulangyu Li Bai

When I was a child, I didn't know the moon, so I called it Bai Yupan, and I suspected it was the mirror of Yao Tai, flying at the end of Qingyun Mountain.

12, Li Bai, long-term cadre

When you, my love, rode a bamboo horse, trotted around in circles and threw your green plums, we lived together, and we were all young and happy in an alley in Changgan Lake.

13, return what Zhang Zhi.

When a teenager leaves home, the local accent remains the same. When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from.

14, Tongqu

When I was a child, I could open my eyes to the sun and observe autumn in detail. When I see a little thing, I have to check its texture carefully, so I find pleasure outside things.

In summer, mosquitoes turn thunder, and privately plan to let a group of cranes dance in the air. If you want it, you will have a thousand, and if you want it, you will have a crane. Looking up, Xiang Qiang. Leave mosquitoes in the vegetable tent, spray smoke and let them fly towards the smoke, make them look like white cranes in the clouds, and fruit like cranes in the clouds, and make them feel happy.

I often crouch in the concave and convex parts of the earth wall, in the grass of the flower bed, so that I can be flush with the platform; Look carefully, take shrubs as forests, insects and ants as beasts, convex as hills, concave as valleys, and enjoy yourself. One day, I saw two insects fighting in the grass. Suddenly, a monster appeared, pulled down the mountain, covered a frog, spit out his tongue and swallowed it all. I was very young, very young.

15, the West Bureau is Cui Daorong.

Whoever doesn't tie the boat outside the fence, the spring breeze will blow into the fishing bay. The child suspected that there were guests from the village, but he was anxious to go to Chai Men.

16, the youngest child makes ice Yang Wanli.

Young children's golden pots break the ice, and silk is made of silver pheasant. When it was knocked into a jade chime, it rang all over the forest, and suddenly it broke into a glass.

17, Yang Wanli of Sangcha Tunnel

When it is windy and rainy, the grass is full of flowers and the water is full of streams. The boy slept in the shade, and a cow ate in the shade.

1⑧ Yang Wanli after a nap in early summer.

Plums have soft teeth, and bananas are divided into green screens.

19, and daughter Wei Zhuang.

Seeing that people were dumb at first, they refused to go back to sleep and fell in love with cars.

20 years old, shepherd boy Yan Lu.

The grass shop is six or seven miles across the field, and the night wind plays the flute three or four times. When you come back from a hearty meal, don't lie in the moonlight without hemp fiber.