1.10 Poems about Children
Children come back early from school and are busy flying kites in the east wind. ——Gao Ding's "Village Residence"
The children ran in a hurry to chase the yellow butterfly, which flew into the cauliflower and was nowhere to be found. ——Yang Wanli "Xugong Store, Suxin City"
The shepherd boy rides the ox, and his singing shakes the forest. ——Yuan Mei's "Seeing"
Matsushita asked the boy, saying that the teacher was going to collect medicine. ——Jia Dao "He who seeks hermitage will not meet him / Sun Ge's poem about visiting the sheep to respect his master"
The little boy held a small boat and secretly collected white lotus. ——Bai Juyi's "Chi Shang"
What I like most is that my child died and died, lying down at the head of the stream peeling lotus pods. ——Xin Qiji's "Qing Ping Le·Village Residence"
A child with unkempt hair is learning fishing, sitting sideways on the strawberry grass. ——Hu Lingneng's "Children's Fishing"
Children and grandchildren are still working for farming and weaving, and they are also learning to grow melons near the mulberry tree. ——Fan Chengda, "Summer Pastoral Miscellany·Part 7"
I know that there are children picking and knitting, and a light falls on the fence late at night. ——Ye Shaoweng's "What I Saw in the Night Book"
After drinking at Dongpo at night, I woke up drunk and came back as if it was midnight. The boy's breath is thundering. ——Su Shi's "Linjiang Immortal·Drinking in Dongpo at night and waking up drunk"
The shepherd boy returned and crossed the back of the cow, playing the piccolo without any tune. ——Lei Zhen's "Village Evening"
Where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance. ——Du Mu's "Qingming"
I feel sorry for my children from afar, but I still remember Chang'an. ——Du Fu's "Moonlight Night"
Planting trees for ten years and grain for one year, all paid for children. ——Yuan Haowen "The Full Moon·Chonggang has been separated from the world of mortals"
When the day is long, I wake up with ruthless thoughts and watch the children catching willow flowers. ——Yang Wanli "Relaxing in Early Summer and Taking a Nap"
Passers-by asked me to wave from afar, fearing that I would be frightened and not respond. ——Hu Linneng's "Children's Fishing"
Hope it can help you 2. Ancient poems describing children
1. "Shepherd Boy" Tang Luyan
Caopu Sixty-seven miles across the field, the flute played in the evening wind three or four times. After returning home and having a good meal at dusk, I lie down under the moonlight without taking off my coir raincoat.
2. "Ship Passing Anren" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty
Two children on a fishing boat gathered their poles and sat in the boat. It is strange that even if there is no rain, the umbrella is always open, not to cover the head but to use the wind.
3. "Qing Ping Le Village Dwelling" by Song Xin Qiji
The eaves are low and the grass is green on the stream. Wu Yin is very charming when she is drunk, but who is the old lady with gray hair? The eldest son is hoeing beans to the east of the stream, while the middle son is weaving a chicken coop. His favorite child is rogue, lying at the head of the stream peeling off lotus pods.
4. "The Child Makes Ice" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty
The child takes off the ice from the golden basin and picks the silk to wear it as a silver carabine. The jade chime made a sound as it penetrated the forest, and suddenly there was a sound of glass breaking.
5. "Xugongdian, Suxin City" Song Yang Wanli
The hedges are sparse and one foot deep, and the flowers on the tree heads have not yet formed shade. The children hurriedly chased the yellow butterfly, which flew into the cauliflower and was nowhere to be found.
6. "Children's Fishing" by Hu Linneng of the Tang Dynasty
A child with a shaggy head is learning fishing, sitting sideways on the strawberry grass. Passers-by asked and waved, fearing that they would be frightened and ignored.
7. "Occasionally Returning to Hometown" by Tang He Zhizhang
When a young boy left home and his eldest son came back, his local pronunciation did not change and his hair on his temples remained unchanged. When children see each other but don't recognize each other, they laugh and ask where the guest is from.
8. "On the Pool" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
The little boy held a small boat and secretly picked white lotus. Without clearing up the hidden traces, the duckweeds bloom together.
9. "Watching the Fish" by Tang Bai Juyi
I was walking around the pond watching the fish swim, while the children were making fishing boats. Different people love fish in different ways. I will feed them and hook them.
10. "With the Little Girl" by Tang Weizhuang
Seeing someone's first interpretation made me speechless and refused to go back to sleep in love with the car. The whole night of crying coquettishly was due to the fact that the clothes were missing a strand of golden flowers.
11. "River Dwelling" by Cui Daorong of the Tang Dynasty
No one outside the fence has his boat tied up, and the spring breeze blows into the fishing bay. The child suspected that there were villagers, so he hurried to Chaimen but closed it.
12. "Flower Shadow" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
I went up to the Yaotai one after another, calling the boy several times to come home. It was just taken away by the sun, but it was taught by the bright moon to see the future.
13. "Tian Family" Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty
Working in the fields during the day and weaving hemp at night, the children of the village are responsible for their own affairs. The children and grandchildren are still working for farming and weaving, and they are also learning to grow melons near the mulberry tree.
14. "Pastoral Miscellany in Four Seasons" Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty
Farming in the daytime and planting hemp at night, the children of the village are responsible for their own affairs. The children and grandchildren are still working for farming and weaving, and they are also learning to grow melons near the mulberry tree.
15. "In the Mulberry Tea Tunnel" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty
When the weather is clear and the wind is dry, the grass is full of flowers and the dike is full of water. The boy Liu Yinmian was sleeping, and a cow ate Liu Yinxi.
16. "Rising from a nap in early summer" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty
The plums are left with sore teeth, and the bananas are divided into green and window screens. The day is long and I fall asleep with no thoughts, watching children catching willow flowers.
17. "Village Residence" Qing Gao Ding
The grass is long and the orioles are flying in the February sky, and the willows are brushing against the embankment and drunk with the spring smoke. The children came back early from school and were busy taking advantage of the east wind to fly kites.
18. "What I See" by Yuan Mei, Qing Dynasty
A shepherd boy rides an ox, and his singing shakes the forest. He wanted to catch the chirping cicada, but suddenly he stood up with his mouth shut.
19. "Shepherd Boy" Huang Tingjian of the Song Dynasty
Riding a bull far past the front village, the wind of the flute can be heard across the Long River. How many famous people in Chang'an are not as good as you when all the institutions are exhausted 3. Poems describing children's poems
The children came back early from school and were busy flying kites in the east wind. ——Gao Ding's "Village Residence"
I know that there are children picking and knitting, and a light falls on the fence late at night. ——Ye Shaoweng's "What I See in the Night Book"
A shepherd boy rides an ox, and his singing shakes the forest. ——Yuan Mei's "What I See"
The little boy held a boat and secretly picked white lotus. ——Bai Juyi's "On the Pond"
A child with unkempt hair is learning fishing, sitting sideways on the berry moss grass. ——Hu Linneng, "Children's Fishing"
Two children were sitting on a fishing boat, collecting their poles and sitting in the boat. ——Yang Wanli's "Ship Crossing Anren"
Planting trees for ten years and grain for one year, all paid for the children. ——Yuan Haowen, "The Full Moon·Chonggang has been separated from the world of mortals"
The children hurriedly chased the yellow butterfly, which flew into the cauliflower and was nowhere to be found. ——Yang Wanli "Xugong Store, Suxin City"
The boy interprets the song of Everlasting Sorrow, and the Hu'er can sing the pipa piece. ——Li Chen's "Diao Bai Juyi"
Children and grandchildren have not yet been asked to farm and weave, and they also learn to grow melons by the mulberry tree. ——Fan Chengda, "Summer Pastoral Miscellany·Part 7"
Matsushita asked the boy and asked the teacher to go collect medicine. ——Jia Dao "He who seeks hermitage will not meet him / Sun Ge's poem about visiting Yang Zunshi"
Passers-by ask questions and wave from afar, fearing that they will be frightened and ignored. ——Hu Linneng's "Children's Fishing"
The eldest son was hoeing beans in the east of the stream, and the middle son was weaving a chicken coop. ——Xin Qiji's "Qing Ping Le Village Dwelling"
Children who don't recognize each other laugh and ask where the guest is from. ——He Zhizhang's "Two Poems on Returning to Hometown·One"
Where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance. ——Du Mu's "Qingming" 4. Poems about children
The tender green buds say to the young people: "Develop yourself!" The pale flowers say to the young people: "Contribute to you" "Myself!" Crimson Guo'er said to the young man: "Sacrifice yourself!" "Little Brother and Kitten" Ke Yan My family has a little brother, / who is smart and naughty, / who climbs up and down every day, / who has a full face. It's all mud.
/Mom asked him to wash his face, / pretended not to hear him and ran away; / dad took a mirror to look at him, / he closed his eyes and giggled. /My sister brought a little cat,/patted her paws and licked her fur,/squinted her eyes and said, "Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful,/who plays with me and hugs me?"/brother stretched out his little black hand,/kitten He jumped back quickly, / raised his beard and shook his head, / "Not good, not good! It's too dirty, I don't want it!" / My sister laughed when she heard it, / My parents frowned, / My little brother was really embarrassed after hearing this: / "Mom "Mom! Give me a bath!" "The Moon" by Liu Raomin The moon is round and round in the sky, / it shines like a jade plate in the sea.
/A group of fish swam over, /The jade plate broke into two or three pieces. / The fish was so frightened that it ran away / until it reached the rock.
/Looking back, / the moon is still round and round. "Cicada" (Author: Lin Huanzhang): Cicada's songs are very nice, / but they don't sing until summer; / they like to praise / the golden sunshine.
The songs of cicadas are very nice, / but they only like to sing on trees; / so, in summer, / the trees become / singing umbrellas. In front of the window, a lilac plant tiptoed into the dark green courtyard. We planted a lilac plant in front of the teacher's window.
Teacher, teacher, let its green branches and leaves stretch into your window and keep you company every night. Listen, listen, the green leaves are rustling in the wind. That is us singing to you to relieve you from a lot of fatigue.
Look, look, the little flowers blooming all over the tree, that is our smiling face, thank you for always caring about us. It's late at night, and the stars are blinking sleepily. Teacher, put down the lesson plan and let the fragrance of flowers float into your dreams. That dream must be fragrant and sweet.
(Originally published in the 18th issue of "New Youth" in 1985) You Take Me to the Mountains and Wilds Author: Guan Dengying You take me to the mountains and wilds shrouded in blue sky and collect whatever I want. Whether it is a mountain flower, a young grass, a stone, or a leaf. You jump over every ditch nimbly, leaving your shadow in the spring water; you climb up every slope, like jumping onto the roof of your home.
I heard the chirping of birds and saw the colorful wings of birds through the gaps in the green leaves. You told me the names of many birds and sang their songs to me. I wanted to catch a grasshopper, and the grasshopper was immediately held in your hand. You were afraid that the grasshopper would bite my hand, so you quickly wrapped it with a leaf.
Let me ask you, why does that tree on the top of the mountain look like an old man? You said it is because it grows in the cracks of rocks; I ask you - what kind of flower is it? With tears in its eyes, you said it is a blue flower, smiling in the spring sunshine. Where is the wind? Sleeping in the arms of the mountains and fields; where is the rain? Falling in the heart of the mountains; where was the homeless man back then? We all have warm homes; what about winter? Long gone.
Regardless of the present or the past of the mountains and wilderness, you are familiar with everything in the mountains and wilderness; everything here seems to be yours, your birds, your blue sky, your earth. When I look at the springs in the mountains, I seem to be looking into your innocent eyes; the fields full of mountain flowers look like your brilliant colorful clothes.
We were playing and chasing each other in the mountains and fields, ah, it really felt like we were on your kang, really like we were in your yard... (Selected from "Selected Lyric Poems for Youth", Juvenile Children's Publishing House, 1990 edition) The first light rain in spring The first light rain fell into the green woods. I walked alone among the woods. My ears were filled with many faint mysterious and beautiful sounds. The green camphor trees The leaves are breathing softly, and the young bamboo shoots are bursting out silently from the center of the earth. Countless mushrooms are like small white umbrellas. Mother once told us that their names are swan mushrooms. The skylarks are jumping like musical notes, jumping from one branch to another. The song is sweet and charming, the dew shines and slips quietly, the light mist is like soft white gauze, the whole nature is like a piece of music, the spring forest is a piano of life, they play beautiful music and poetry, and they hit gently. My fourteen-year-old heart, full of fantasy, fell asleep in the early summer, and the plum blossoms flowed sourly and splashed on my teeth, and the plantains split green and covered the window screen. The day is long and I fall asleep with no thoughts, watching children catching willow flowers.
Chunqing cherishes the begonias in my hometown. Today, the begonias bloom in Yang Wanli’s hometown of Song Dynasty, and I dream about Jiangxi Jinxiudui. Everything is spring, people are old alone, and Yan will return after one year.
It is as green as the day, and the catkins fly back and forth when you want to fall. If you don't have that scenery, you can't have a meal, so you can send poems to attract people into the Cuiqiong Cup.
Chun Qinghuai's hometown, Begonia, Song Yang, Wanli Bamboo Terrace, Pavilion and Waterside Pavilion, don't want anyone to follow you, just walk alone. The wicker branches have no strength at first, and the shadows of the flowers are not clear in the clear sky.
After a rainy day, countless new birds came to the quiet path and heard their happy voices. All I owe is the green gauze and red meat, and two years of cold food to bear with Mr.
Read the biography of Yan Ziling. How can Yang, a guest star from thousands of miles away in the Song Dynasty, help Han Zhongxing? There is a clear breeze in the sky, as cold as ice. I sent Ah Ma to move the Han tripod early, but where is the Yan Mausoleum in the world! After passing through Yangcun, there are many people on both sides of the Songyang Wanli Stone Bridge, just like villages separated by a river.
Zhongxin Hotel in the shade of Yangliu, small fishing boats under the grape trellis. Red and white flowers line the water, and green and yellow wheat fills the sky.
Zheng'er Qinghe is still on the road, for whom do you work hard and not return to the fields? Send it to Luwuguan. In the Song Dynasty, Yang Wanli lived in the east of Zhejiang Province and in the west of Jiangxi Province. A few new strands of silk were added to the mirror. The flowers have fallen six times and the messages have been sparse, and the moon shines thousands of miles away and we miss each other.
Li Du should not cross the sea of ??whales, and even more envied Kui Long gathering in Fengchi. The Tao is that Fan Chuan kills lightly, just like comparing thousands of households to a thousand poems.
In the Song Dynasty, Yang Wanli planned to have a lot of fun this spring, but he still missed the east wind. If you don't have dazzling eyes every year, you will either be worried or sick.
Evening Breeze Song Yang Wanli The evening breeze does not allow the clear ripples to be seen, but allows heavy curtains to hang to the ground. There are no mountains in the plains to cover the setting sun, and the west window turns red when the moon comes.
The evening breeze of Song Dynasty and Yang Wanli in the evening are warm and a little powerful, and the evening breeze is bold and powerful, bullying each other. Why be angry when it's cold? Who knows if there will be frost in the future?
In the Song Dynasty, thousands of miles of wild chrysanthemums and moss were used to cast money, and gold, brass, and green competed for beauty; God gave money to the poor poet, only to buy the sorrow but not the land. In the early summer, when I take a nap at leisure, the plum blossoms of the Song Dynasty will leave my teeth sore and soft, and the bananas will separate the green from the window screen; when the day is long, I will sleep without thoughts and watch the children catching willow flowers.
The small pond Songyang Wanli Spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the clear softness. The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it.
Song Yang Wanli after leaving Jingci Temple at dawn. After all, the scenery of West Lake in June is different from that of the four seasons. The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.
Thousands of miles of new willows and poplars from the Song Dynasty are brushing against the silver pond, and they are not dark green, only light yellow. It may not be that the willow branch can be dipped in water, but the willow shadow in the water will lead it to grow. 5. What are the poems about children?
1.
I know that there are children who are weaving, and a light falls on the fence late at night.
Ye Shaoweng (Song Dynasty) - "What I See in the Night Book"
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The children came back early from school and were busy taking advantage of the east wind to fly kites.
Gao Ding (Qing Dynasty) - "Village Dwelling"
3.
A child with a shaggy head is learning fishing, sitting sideways on a strawberry grass.
Hu Lingneng (Tang Dynasty) - "Children Fishing"
4.
There are two children in a fishing boat, collecting poles and sitting in the boat.
Yang Wanli (Song Dynasty) - "Boat Passing Anren"
5.
The little boy held a small boat and secretly picked white lotus.
Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty) - "Chi Shang" 6. Poems about children
Children come back early from school and are busy flying kites in the east wind. ——Gao Ding's "Village Residence"
I know that there are children picking and knitting, and a light falls on the fence late at night. ——Ye Shaoweng's "What I Saw at Night"
A shepherd boy rides an ox, and his singing shakes the forest. ——Yuan Mei's "What I See"
The little boy held a boat and secretly picked white lotus. ——Bai Juyi's "On the Pond"
A child with unkempt hair is learning fishing, sitting sideways on the berry moss grass. ——Hu Linneng, "Children's Fishing"
Two children were sitting on a fishing boat, collecting their poles and sitting in the boat. ——Yang Wanli's "Ship Crossing Anren"
Planting trees for ten years and grain for one year, all paid for the children. ——Yuan Haowen, "The Full Moon·Chonggang has been separated from the world of mortals"
The children hurriedly chased the yellow butterfly, which flew into the cauliflower and was nowhere to be found. ——Yang Wanli, "Xugong Store, Suxin City"
The shepherd boy returns and crosses the cow's back, playing the piccolo without any tune. ——Lei Zhen's "Village Evening"
The boy interprets the song of Everlasting Sorrow, and the Hu'er can sing the pipa piece. ——Li Chen's "Diao Bai Juyi"
Children and grandchildren have not yet been asked to farm and weave, and they also learn to grow melons by the mulberry tree.
——Fan Chengda, "Summer Pastoral Miscellany·Part 7"
Matsushita asked the boy and asked the teacher to go collect medicine. ——Jia Dao "He who seeks hermitage will not meet him / Sun Ge's poem about visiting Yang Zunshi"
Passers-by ask questions and wave from afar, fearing that they will be frightened and ignored. ——Hu Linneng's "Children's Fishing"
The eldest son was hoeing beans in the east of the stream, and the middle son was weaving a chicken coop. ——Xin Qiji's "Qing Ping Le Village Dwelling"
Children who don't know each other smile and ask where the guest is from. ——He Zhizhang's "Two Poems on Returning to Hometown·One"
Where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance. ——Du Mu's "Qingming Festival"
One after another on the Yaotai, the children couldn't sweep them away despite repeated calls. ——Su Shi's "Flower Shadow"
What I love most is when a child dies and dies, lying down at the head of the stream peeling lotus pods. ——Xin Qiji's "Qing Ping Le·Village Living"
When we meet, we pity the thin people, and call them to ask about their hardships. ——Jiang Shiquan's "Arriving Home at the End of the Year"
The child calls out to walk down the long street, and there is a cloud of dementia calling people to buy. ——Fan Chengda's "Selling Dementia Ci"
In the middle of the night, the children are plowing at dawn, and the oxen are unable to move. ——Yan Renyu's "Farmhouse"
At the end of the year, I hoe and plow next to the empty room, and I call my children to climb the mountain to collect acorns. ——Zhang Ji's "Old Songs from the Wild Country/Shan Nong's Ci"
The children stayed awake all night and kept each other happy. ——Su Shi's "Shou Sui"
A child's golden basin sheds the ice at dawn, and colorful silk threads are used as silverware. ——Yang Wanli, "Children Make Ice"
After drinking in Dongpo at night, I woke up drunk again, and returned as if it was midnight. The boy's breath is thundering. ——Su Shi's "Linjiang Fairy·Drinking at Dongpo at night and waking up drunk"
In front of the silkworm mother washing her cocoons, the shepherd boy played the flute and bathed in clothes. ——Guan Xiu's "Two Poems on the Wall of the House in Shushan's House during the Spring Festival Gala"
A boy from Xinglang, a lady from Hengjiang, smiled and pointed at the fisherman with a single leaf. ——Wu Weiye's "Qinyuanchun · Watching the Tide"
When the gentleman is drunk, the boy helps him. ——Cao De's "The Frequency of the Sound of Three Sticks and Drums·The Picture of Yuanming Returning Drunk"
After the rain, the stream water swept over the dike and was flat, and I was leisurely watching the village boy Xie Wanqing. ——Lu You, "Watching the Village Children Playing on the Brook"
It's strange to see the children going out to watch the stream. The sound of birds precedes me to the mountain home. ——Liu Yin's "Shanjia·Horses' hooves trampling on the water disrupt the bright clouds"
The family boy was sweeping the path, meeting an old friend yesterday. ——Qian Qi's "Taniguchi Study Sends to Yang Buque"
After returning home after a full meal, he lies down in the moonlight without taking off his coir raincoat. ——Lu Yan's "Shepherd Boy/Asking the Shepherd Boy to Answer the Bell" 7. What are the ancient poems describing children?
Children come back early from school and are busy flying kites in the east wind. ——Gao Ding's "Village Residence"
I know that there are children picking and knitting, and a light falls on the fence late at night. ——Ye Shaoweng's "What I See in the Night Book"
A shepherd boy rides an ox, and his singing shakes the forest. ——Yuan Mei's "What I See"
The little boy held a boat and secretly picked white lotus. ——Bai Juyi's "On the Pond"
A child with unkempt hair is learning fishing, sitting sideways on the strawberries and grass. ——Hu Linneng, "Children's Fishing"
There are two children in a fishing boat, collecting their poles and sitting in the boat. ——Yang Wanli's "Ship Crossing Anren"
Planting trees for ten years and grain for one year, all paid for the children. ——Yuan Haowen, "The Full Moon·Chonggang has been separated from the world of mortals"
The children hurriedly chased the yellow butterfly, which flew into the cauliflower and was nowhere to be found. ——Yang Wanli, "Xugong Store, Suxin City"
The shepherd boy returns and crosses the cow's back, playing the piccolo without any tune. ——Lei Zhen's "Village Evening"
The boy interprets the song of Everlasting Sorrow, and the Hu'er can sing the pipa piece. ——Li Chen's "Diao Bai Juyi"
Children and grandchildren have not yet been asked to farm and weave, and they also learn to grow melons by the mulberry tree. ——Fan Chengda, "Summer Pastoral Miscellany·Part 7"
Matsushita asked the boy and asked the teacher to go collect medicine. ——Jia Dao "He who seeks hermitage will not meet him / Sun Ge's poem about visiting Yang Zunshi"
Passers-by ask questions and wave from afar, fearing that they will be frightened and ignored. ——Hu Linneng's "Children's Fishing"
The eldest son was hoeing beans in the east of the stream, and the middle son was weaving a chicken coop. ——Xin Qiji's "Qing Ping Le Village Dwelling"
Children who don't recognize each other laugh and ask where the guest is from. ——He Zhizhang's "Two Poems on Returning to Hometown·One"
Where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance. ——Du Mu's "Qingming" 8. Poems about children
Chishang (Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi The little boy held a small boat and secretly picked white lotus.
If you don’t hide the traces, the duckweeds will bloom together. [Note]: Boat: boat.
Puzzled: Don’t know; don’t understand. One way: all the way.
Pole: To punt a boat and use poles to make the boat move forward. Xiaowa: Child.
Duckweed: an aquatic plant with oval leaves floating on the water, fibrous roots underneath, and white flowers in summer. Open: separate.
[Author information]: Bai Juyi (772--846), a poet of the Tang Dynasty, had the courtesy name Letian and the name Xiangshan Jushi. His ancestral home was Taiyuan [now part of Shanxi]. When his great-grandfather arrived, he moved to Xiagui (sounding guī) (now north of Weinan, Shaanxi).
Bai Juyi's grandfather Bai Huang once served as the county magistrate of Gong County [Gongyi, Henan] and was a good friend of the then magistrate of Xinzheng [belonging to Henan]. Seeing the beautiful mountains and rivers of Xinzheng and the simple folk customs, Bai Huang liked it very much, so he moved his family to Dongguozhai Village (today's Dongguo Temple) in the west of Xinzheng.
Bai Juyi was born in Dongguo House on the twentieth day of the first month of the seventh year of the Dali calendar of Emperor Daizong of the Tang Dynasty (February 28, 772 AD). Wuzong died in Luoyang [belonging to Henan] in August of the sixth year of Huichang (846) at the age of 75.
He is the author of seventy-one volumes of "Bai's Changqing Collection". In his later years, when he became the Crown Prince Shaofu, he was given the posthumous title "Wen" and was known as Bai Fu and Bai Wengong in the world.
Actively advocated the New Yuefu Movement in literature, advocating that articles should be written according to the times and poems should be written according to the events. He wrote many poems that lamented the times and reflected the people's sufferings, which had a great influence on later generations. . He is a very important poet in the history of Chinese literature.
During the Yuanhe period, he served as Hanlin bachelor and Zuo Zanshan doctor. Because he offended the powerful, he was demoted to Jiangzhou Sima. In his later years, he loved Buddhism and called himself a happy layman. He wrote many poems throughout his life, among which allegorical poems are the most famous. His language is easy to understand and he is known as "the old woman can understand it".
Among the narrative poems, "Pipa Play" and "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" are extremely famous. In his early years, he was enthusiastic about helping the world, emphasizing the political function of poetry, and striving to be popular. He wrote sixty poems such as "New Yuefu" and "Qin Zhongyin". Du Fu's "Three Officials" and "Three Farewells" are both famous historical poems.
The long narrative poems "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" and "Pipa Play" represent his highest artistic achievements. In his middle age, he suffered setbacks in the officialdom. "Since then, I have been separated from my official career, and I cannot talk about worldly affairs from now on." However, he still wrote many good poems and did many good deeds for the people. The Baidi in Hangzhou's West Lake still remains to commemorate him. .
In his later years, he paid great attention to landscapes and wrote some short poems. A poem presented to Liu Yuxi goes: "Don't listen to the old songs and old songs, but listen to the new words "Willow Branches"", which shows that he has composed some new words by himself.
One of the poems, "Flowers Are Not Flowers", has a hazy beauty, which was highly praised by later poets such as Ouyang Xiu, Zhang Xian and Yang Shen. [Translation]: Innocent and lively rural children, they hold a small boat and secretly pick other people's white lotus flowers.
When they came back, they didn't know how to cover up the traces left behind. The boat shook away the duckweeds on the water, leaving clear waterways behind the boat. Exposed his whereabouts~~ [Brief Analysis] The author uses the technique of line drawing to vividly depict the naivety of a child who "steals lotus". The most expressive sentence in the poem is the sentence "Hide the trace without knowing it", which expresses the child's naughty and innocence Mood.
How much power the spring breeze can dissipate, taking the children to the sky.
1. Introduction to the author Xu Wei (1521-1593 AD), also known as Qingtengshanren. A native of Shanyin (now Shaoxing City, Zhejiang Province).
A famous artist in the Ming Dynasty. In his early years, he took part in the provincial examination and failed repeatedly. In his middle age, he served as a secret agent for Hu Zongxian, the governor of Zhejiang and Fujian, and made military plans to fight against Japanese pirates.
However, because Xu Wei hated evil and despised the powerful, he was impoverished throughout his life and even went crazy for a time. In his later years, he could only survive by selling paintings and calligraphy. He has high standards in calligraphy, painting, poetry, opera and many other aspects.
His paintings are unique, and he is especially good at flowers and birds. According to historical records, the freehand splash-ink painting method popular in modern flower and bird paintings was developed from him. His poems and essays were unconventional, and his opera treatises and dramas also had many aspects that surpassed previous opinions and broke conventions.
2. Background information It is said that the earliest kites in China were made by Mo Zhai, a philosopher during the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods more than 2,000 years ago. He came up with the idea of ??making a kite because he saw an eagle circling in the sky in Lushan (now Weixian County, Shandong Province). However, the process of making a kite did not go smoothly.
After three years of research and trial production, he finally made a wooden bird out of wood, but it broke down after only flying for one day. Later, Mo Zhai passed the kite-making business to his student Gongshu Ban (also known as Lu Ban). Lu Ban made kites out of bamboo based on Mo Zhai's ideals and designs.
Lu Ban split the bamboo, smoothed it, and bent it with fire to make it look like a magpie. It was called a "wooden magpie" and flew in the air for three days. Kites were later used in military applications to detect enemy positions.
After the Tang Dynasty, its use began to shift to entertainment. During the Ming and Qing Dynasties, folk customs gradually formed. On the Qingming Festival, people flew kites high and far, then cut the strings of the kites and let the kites float away with the wind, which meant to completely let go of the "depression" accumulated over the past year. Go out and pray for the elimination of disease during the year.
Xu Wei was poor in his later years and mainly made a living by selling paintings. "Wind kites" was one of his frequent painting themes in his later years. He painted a large number of "wind kites" and wrote poems about them.
There are more than thirty such "Poems on Wind Kites" in existence, and the one selected here is one of the more representative ones. Through the description of children flying kites, he poured his hope and sustenance for the future into children, and also expressed his own emotions.
Three Notes 1. Wind Kite: Also known as "paper kite". Kite: ○ Cantonese [Yuan], [jyn1]; ○ Han [yuān]; Eagle.
Eagles are often painted on paper kites, hence the name. Strictly speaking, there is a difference between a kite and a paper kite.
The so-called "kite" means that it can produce sounds like strings in the air; as for the "paper kite", it is a dumb bird that only flies but does not sing.
A kite is made by tying a bowstring to the back of a paper kite or pressing a bagpipe on the head of the kite. When the paper is lifted into the air, strong winds pass through the flute or cause the bowstring to vibrate, producing a whining sound.
Ordinary paper kites do not make any sound. However, people no longer distinguish between the two.
2. Rub: ○Cantonese [mention], ; ○Han [cuō]. Rub the two palms together repeatedly, or place the palms on something else and rub them back and forth.
3. Catkins: Catkins. The seeds of willow trees are covered with white downy hair and are called "catkins", also known as "willow cotton".
4. Xun: The ancient unit of length, with eight feet as one fathom, and Qianxun refers to its extreme length. 5. Xiaode: consume, consume.
6. Leader:. 9. Ancient poems about children
1. "Village Dwelling"
Qing Dynasty ~ Gao Ding
The grass grows and the orioles fly in the February sky, and the willows are drunk on the bank. Spring smoke.
Children come back early from school and are busy flying kites in the east wind.
2. "Xugongdian, Suxin City"
Song Dynasty ~ Yang Wanli
The fence is sparse and one foot deep, and the flowers on the tree heads have not yet formed shade.
Children hurriedly chased the yellow butterfly, flying into the cauliflower and nowhere to be found.
3. "What I Saw in a Night Book"
Song Dynasty~Ye Shaoweng
The swaying wu leaves send off the cold sound, and the autumn wind on the river stirs up the guest sentiment.
I know that there are children picking and knitting, and a light falls on the fence late at night.
4. "What I See"
Qing Dynasty ~ Yuan Mei
A shepherd boy rides an ox, and his singing shakes the forest.
I wanted to catch the chirping cicada, but suddenly I stood silent.
5. "Children's Fishing"
Tang Dynasty ~ Hu Linneng
A child with a shaggy head is learning to fish, sitting sideways on the berry moss.
Passers-by asked me to wave, fearing that I would be frightened and ignored.
6. "On the Pool"
Tang Dynasty~Bai Juyi
A little boy held a boat and secretly picked white lotus.
If you don’t hide the traces, the duckweeds will bloom together.
7. "Tian Jia Yuan Day"
Tang Dynasty ~ Meng Haoran
Last night the fight returned to the north, and today the new year starts in the east.
I have become an official in my old age, but I have no salary and still worry about farmers.
The father plowed the fields, and the shepherd boy followed him with the hoe.
The Tian family accounts for the climate, and the emperor said that this year will be good.
8. "Weichuan Tianjia"
Tang Dynasty~Wang Wei
The setting sun shines on the countryside, and the cattle and sheep return in the back alleys.
The old man in the wild misses the shepherd boy and leans on his stick to wait for the thorn tree.
There are pheasants and wheat seedlings, and silkworms are sleeping on the mulberry leaves.
Tianfu came to hoe, and we met each other and talked to each other.
This is the time when I am envious and leisurely, and my sadness fades away.
9. "Nanling Farewell Children Entering Beijing"
Tang Dynasty ~ Li Bai
The white wine is newly ripe and returning to the mountains, and the yellow chickens are pecking at the millet in autumn.
The children cook chicken and drink white wine, while the children laugh and hold people's clothes.
Sing loudly to get drunk and masturbate, dance to win the glory of the sunset.
It is not early to persuade people to take advantage of all the hardships, and to travel long distances on horseback with a whip.
The foolish woman in Kuaiji bought the minister lightly, so I resigned from home and went west to the Qin Dynasty.
Look up to the sky and laugh and go out. How can I be a Penghao person?
10. "Three Poems from Qiang Village·Part 3"
Tang Dynasty ~ Du Fu
The chickens were crowing wildly, and the chickens were fighting with each other.
Driving the chickens up the trees, I heard the sound of knocking on firewood and thorns.
Four or five elders asked me about my long journey.
Each one has something to carry in his hand, pouring out the turbid and clearing it up.
Don’t say that the wine tastes weak and the millet fields are unploughed.
The war has not ceased, and the children are marching eastwards.
Please sing the old song for your father, it is difficult and affectionate!
After singing, they looked up to the sky and sighed, and the four people burst into tears.
Tips:
Realistically convey children's beautiful feelings, kind wishes, and interesting emotions to arouse the emotional excitement of young readers. 10.10 poems describing children
The children came back early from school and were busy flying kites in the east wind.
——Gao Ding's "Village Residence" The children ran in a hurry to chase the yellow butterfly, which flew into the cauliflower and was nowhere to be found. ——Yang Wanli, "Xugong Store, Suxin City" A shepherd boy rides a scalper, and his singing shakes the forest.
——Yuan Mei's "Seeing" Panasonic asked the boy, saying that the teacher was going to collect medicine. ——Jia Dao, "He who seeks hermitage will not meet him / Sun Ge's poem about visiting Yang Zunshi" The little boy held a small boat and secretly collected white lotus.
——Bai Juyi's "Chi Shang" I like most when a child dies, lying down at the head of the stream and peeling off lotus pods. ——Xin Qiji's "Qing Ping Le·Village Residence" A child with unkempt hair is learning fishing, sitting sideways with berries and moss reflected on his body.
——Hu Lingneng's "Children's Fishing" The children and grandchildren are still working for farming and weaving, and they also learn to grow melons near the mulberry tree. ——Fan Chengda's "Summer Pastoral Miscellany Part 7" I know that there are children picking and knitting, and a light falls on the fence late at night.
——Ye Shaoweng's "What I Saw in the Night Book" After drinking in Dongpo at night, I woke up drunk and returned as if it was the third watch. The boy's breath is thundering.
——Su Shi's "Linjiang Fairy·Wake up and get drunk after drinking in Dongpo at night" The shepherd boy returns and crosses the cow's back, playing the piccolo without any tune. ——Lei Zhen's "Village Evening" May I ask where the restaurant is? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance.
——Du Mu's "Qingming" Pity the children from afar, but recall Chang'an without understanding. ——Du Fu's "Moon Night" Planting trees for ten years and planting grain for one year, all paid for children.
——Yuan Haowen "The Full Moon·Chonggang has been separated from the world of mortals" After a long sleep, I wake up with ruthless thoughts and watch children catching willow flowers. ——Yang Wanli's "Having a leisurely stay in early summer and getting up from a nap" Passers-by asked and waved from afar, fearing that they would be frightened and ignored.
——Hu Lingneng's "Children's Fishing".
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