Yang Wanli song
Hedges are sparse and deep,
The flowers at the top of the tree are not shady.
The children chased Huang Die,
Flying into cauliflower is nowhere to be found.
Children Fishing Hu Lingneng Soup
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.
Passers-by waved at a distance, scaring the fish not to be surprised
Xin Qiji's Qingpingle Village Residence
The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream 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.
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The shepherd boy rode an ox,
This song shook Lin Yue.
Trying to catch cicadas,
Shut up suddenly.
On Pool [Tang] Bai Juyi
A child propped up the boat and secretly picked the white lotus back.
Can't understand the hidden traces, duckweed blooms together.
Shepherd boy
[Tang] Yan Lu
The grass shop is six or seven miles across the field.
The flute made the evening breeze ring three or four times.
Back to dinner and after dusk,
Lying in the moonlight without taking off the hemp fiber
2. The poem describing childhood fun should be 1 1. Poetic children are fishing in Hu Lingneng.
A unkempt little boy learned to hang a ribbon and sat on the strawberry table next to him to reflect on himself.
Hearing the voice of passers-by, the child waved, afraid to disturb the fish and dare not respond to passers-by.
Yuan Mei seems to have seen it.
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.
Gaoding village house
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.
Zhenxi early summer
Melia azedarach wind and waves,
Kick down the bridge.
Children on the beach stand by and watch the water,
The play feeds duckweed leaves to new geese.
Yang Wanli, a poet in the Song Dynasty, is also a master of writing innocent and lovely children. In his "Xugong Store in Suxin City", there is such a description: "The hedges are sparse all the way, and the flowers on the branches end in shadows. The children are scrambling to catch up with Huang Die, and cauliflower is nowhere to be found. "
On a fishing boat, there are two children. They put away their bamboo poles, stopped their oars and sat on the boat. No wonder it didn't rain. They opened the umbrella. They didn't want to protect the rain, but wanted to use the umbrella as a sail to let the boat go forward. Rowing peacefully
Qing Ping Le Cun Ju [Song] Xin Qiji
Mao Yan is low and small, with green grass.
When you are drunk, your voice is charming and your hair is white.
The eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream, and the second son is busy knitting chicken cages.
I like children and scoundrels best, lying on the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers.
On Pool Tang Bai Juyi
A child propped up the boat and secretly picked the white lotus back. He didn't know how to hide the trail. The duckweed on the water left a boat on the trail.
Village House is lofty and lofty.
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.
"Seeing" clears Yuan Mei.
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.
3. Poems about Happy Childhood Happy Childhood
Follow the footsteps of the rainbow
Over the mountain.
Seek deeper in running water
childhood
On a sunny spring day
Free hip hop
But it's still a long way home.
A long pole
A tunnel that cannot travel through time
Paddle of memory
In the long river of history
When a person falls down,
On the beach by the clear spring
The ugly duckling and the wild swan
Put on the emperor's new clothes
On the night when the crystal shoes shine
Seven Dwarfs
Next to Hai's daughter.
Dancing happily-gesturing happily
nothing but dreams
Hanging on the top of the mountain
Become poor and homeless
This poem describing a beautiful childhood is called "I don't know the moon when I was young".
The children ran after Huang Die, flew into the cauliflower, but disappeared.
The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.
Teenagers don't know the taste of trouble, fall in love with the floor, and are worried about giving new words.
Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed. Where do children come from when they meet strangers?
Whoever doesn't tie the boat outside, the spring breeze will blow into the fishing bay. The child suspected villagers, but was anxious to go to Chai Men.
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.
The hedge is sparse and deep, and the branches end in shade. The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.
5. What poems describe a happy childhood? 1 Four Saints of Economy. Zheng (a work for the sake of)
Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
Fancy children, rich doors. Fortunately, it is inherited by our ancestors and enlightened early.
I didn't learn it when I was a child. I'm a meat eater. Is there a lack of scholars in the forest and no one recommends Supreme?
Gong Zhengshi, Huozi Anqiu Fan. Selling medicine at the same price, writing books is full of words.
Rest yin without evil wood, drink water to clear the source. I am so cheap that I can't talk about people.
2 "Gift to Cen Langzhong"
Tang Dynasty: Yung Hong
When I was a child, I recited several poems by a doctor. The smoke in the four seas is still wide,
Ten years of soul and dream. Although I see the disease in a cloud, I hate following the trend.
There are no people who study poetry in the world, so they don't look for poetry.
3 "Send Shami to Visit Five Stations"
Tang Dynasty: Jiao Ran
When I was a child, I was law-abiding and my family background was Confucian. Learn from each other and enjoy the coolness of traveling thousands of miles.
Clouds return to Longtan dark, wood falls to geese. The elders should ask each other and pass them on to Xiangzuzhou.
4 "yaoyu only served Jane Bao to join the army"
Tang Dynasty: Wei Yan
When I was a child in Huangzhou, I thought about you and Hou. Without any achievements,
Two springs were thrown into the surging water. Songs and poems are full of words, and flutes are playing in the new pavilion.
The bosom friend depends on the Ministry of Water Resources, and the villagers are now in Dongshan.
5 "Send away Mr. Cui, the employee, and take a photo of the ambassador of Zhongcheng Silla"
Tang Dynasty: Dou Chang
The emperor asked Haidong to be a special envoy and left for a long time. Distinguish between the two sides, and state-owned financiers.
The book thanked Shen Enzhong, leaving Huan as a limited contribution. Whale waves are hot with the wind, and the first sail is oblique.
Night is hidden in fire, and autumn is alone. Comfort is a metaphor, and loyalty is flawless.
Beautiful childhood with bun, fragrant flowers with hairpin. Then I entered with Chen, and it was in China.
6. Poems depicting childhood happiness, children fishing (Hu Lingneng)
Children with hooded heads learn to stand upright,
Lying on your side, raspberry moss reflects your body.
Passers-by ask and wave,
Frightened fish should not be surprised.
Gulangyue Star (Li Bai)
When I was a child, I didn't know the moon, so I called it Bai Yupan. I suspected that the mirror of Yaotai flew to the end of Qingyun Mountain.
Li Bai's Long March
When you, my love, ride a bamboo horse,
Trotting around in circles, throwing green plums,
We live together in an alley with long roots.
We are both young and happy.
Young people leave home, old people come back,
The local accent (Cui) has not changed.
The children don't know each other,
Smile and ask the guest where he is from.
-He Zhangzhi's Homecoming Book
Grasshoppers fly in February,
The willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke.
The children came back from school early,
Fly a kite in the east wind.
The author is Gao Ding of Qing Dynasty.