Poems about sons 1. Write children's poems
Children: 1, "Xugongdian, Su Xinshi" The hedges in Wan Li, Song Yang 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 through 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 boy with gray 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 overlapped on the Yaotai, and I couldn't get away after several calls. In the evening when the sun went down, Hua Ying just retired, but the moon rose again and Hua Ying appeared again.
2. Poems about children
1: At the foot of the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water. Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail. ... the night now gives way to the ocean of the sun, and Jiang Chunren was in the old year. I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. -Wang Wan is a anchorage at the foot of Beibao Mountain.
2. It's too long, everything is wrong, why come to a different place? Wutong was half dead. After first frost, Bai Yuanyang lost her partner. Original grass, first dew, old habitat and new rain. Lying in an empty bed listening to the rain from the south window, who will mend the clothes at night!
3. Bai Shu roosts in the atrium, and Coody Leng is silent and wet with osmanthus. Jathyapple is well-known, I don't know who will fall in Qiu Si!
4: in July and a half, incense is burned to ask the sky, and the cold is shaken in the dog days of June.
Knowing that I miss you so much and long for the whole situation, it happened that the autumn moon was a sickle and I slept alone.
6. Painting in the corner of the building, the wind wakes up, and the door is quiet at night. It was seen by the bright moon and the partition wall.
7: Time was long before I met her, and even longer after we parted, the east wind started and a hundred flowers blossomed.
You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! . When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming?
9: Whose rain flute flies in the dark, and the spring breeze permeates Los Angeles. In this nocturne, everyone can't remember the national conditions. (Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night")
10: the monarch is a rock, the concubine is a reed, and the reed is woven like silk, but the rock is not harmonious.
1 1: You from my old country, tell me what happened there! . When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming?
12: The day of parting is far away, but the day of dressing is slow-Han. >
13: I passed away in the past, and the willow is Yi Yi; I want to come today, it's raining->
14: Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone knows you-Tang Gaoshi.
15: There is a yearning, which I deeply look at, but I am afraid. The dream of autumn breaks my heart and shakes my dream boat.
16: The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people turn to the tracts silently. If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?
17: If you don't miss it all your life, you will miss it and hurt it. -Xu Yuan Jayce's Moon Song Chun Qing.
18: Her cloud hair smells like mist, and her shoulders are cold.
19: When a person is a stranger in a foreign land, he misses his family more than ever. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
Spring breeze and green Jiang Nanan, when will the bright moon shine on me? (Wang Anshi)
2 1: Gu Hong calls for fields, and birds are singing in Beilin.
Our boys and girls, poor little babies, are too young to know where the capital is!
23: The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosted already? Looking up, I found it was moonlight. I hung my head and thought of their home-Tang Libai >
24: In a hurry, the peach blossoms followed Shui Piao in March, and the kite string was broken in February.
However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven is still our neighbor.
26: In the past, I was gone, and the willows were reluctant; I want to come today, it's raining->
Wind and Fire In March, a letter from home is worth a ton of gold.
But make the Dragon City fly, and don't teach Huma to cross the Yinshan Mountain. -Wang Changling
29: Ruthlessness is not like sentimentality and bitterness. One inch is still a thousand shares.
Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time. -Yan Shu "Lou Yu Chunchun Hate"
30: On a moonlit night, I remember my brother Du Fu's wanderer listening to drums and autumn geese. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.
3. Poems about children
1, riding an ox is far beyond a thousand villages, and the flute is separated from the dragon. How many Chang 'an fame and fortune guests, organ failure is not as good as Jun —— Huang Tingjian's "The Shepherd Boy"
2. The children hurried after Huang Die, but there was nowhere to be found. -Yang Wanli's Su Xinshi Xugong Store
3, grazing cattle, grazing cattle downstream. Go to herd cattle at night and drive cattle in the village. Walking in the rain-covered Woods, folding and lying on the green grass, singing a little song. The waist is full of short arrows of basil, and I am no longer afraid of tigers biting my calves. -Li her "The Shepherd's Word"
4, compose jade beads for 60 years, who teaches ghosts to be poets. Floating clouds are not Bai Juyi, so they are naturally happy. A boy will hate Long song, and Hu Er will play the pipa. The article is full of people, and I once missed you. -Xuanzong Li Chen's "Hanging Bai Juyi"
5. Walk along the river in the afternoon. The river is clear and flowing under my feet. The stone in the water is as big as a bucket, and the fish swim gently beside it. The little shepherd boy huddled shyly in the fields and fields. Shouting a big dog in his mouth and holding a cow in his hand. -"Cattle Grazing Map"
6, clear water and jade water around mountains and rivers, hand in hand with friends to put paper kites. Willow lightly refers to getting drunk, and it is suspected that it is a dream of childhood. -Xuan Zhiweng
Song Yin is a half-bow moss. I want to study. I am lazy. Bored, I went to the fountain to water the banana. The pattering sound startled the children who were playing. They thought it suddenly began to rain. -Yang Wanli's "Two quatrains of a nap in early summer" is one of them.
8. Xian Yi, young and old, left home, and the local accent has not changed. When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from. -He Zhangzhi's Homecoming Book
9. Going out to the farm during the day and performing hemp at night, 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. -Fan Chengda's "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous"
10, who doesn't tie the boat outside the fence and the spring breeze blows into Yuwan. The child suspected villagers, but was anxious to go to Chai Men. -Cui Daorong's "Playing in the House is a Thing"
4. Miss my son's poems
I miss my son's poem 1, and Wang Yitai (Tang Dynasty) threw flowers on the ground in front of Bai Juyi's Jing 'an mansion. The two places have the same spring scenery, which makes people homesick. Without you, I am like a soldier who has lost his armor and weapons. I don't know how to live, I'm not afraid that I can't be with you forever, and I'm not afraid that you'll settle for second best! 3. Sad songs can make you cry, and you can turn to Angelica in the distance-Han Yuefu Folk Songs 4. Her cloudy hair is sweet with mist, and her jade-white shoulders are cold in the moonlight. After three months of war, a message from hometown is worth a ton of gold. (Du Fu's "Spring Hope") 6. People say that the sunset is the end of the world, and you can't see your home when you look at the end of the world. You hate the blue mountains, which are still shrouded in dusk clouds. 7. If you don't stop cutting, you will be confused, which is separation. Wutong was half dead, and after first frost, Bai Yuanyang lost her partner. Grass on the grass, dew in the first day, rain lingering in the old habitat. If you lie on an empty bed and listen to the rain from the south window, who will mend your clothes at night! 9, wine into the heart, into acacia tears 10, whose jade emperor secretly flew, scattered the spring breeze of Los Angeles. Who can't miss the national conditions in this nocturne? (Li Bai's "Listening to the sound of Chinese fir flutes on a Spring Night") 1 1, the crow in Bai Shu in the atrium, and the silent and humid osmanthus in Coody Leng. Jathyapple is a celebrity, I don't know. 12, only seven days in spring, two years away from home. People return to geese, and I think before flowers. 13, the day of parting is far away, and the day of dressing is slow-Han. However, as long as China maintains our friendship, heaven will remain our neighbor, and Mochow will have no bosom friend and no world in the future.