The second-grade ancient poem "Village Residence" is accompanied by a painting.

Cunju

Qinggaoding

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.

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In February of the lunar calendar, grass sprouts and grows in front of and behind the village, and orioles fly around. Willow is covered with long green branches, swaying with the wind, as if touching the bank gently. Water vapor evaporates between Shui Ze and vegetation and condenses like smoke. Willow seems to be fascinated by this beautiful scenery. After school, the children in the village didn't delay all the way, went home early, and quickly flew their kites in the blue sky while the east wind was blowing badly.

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Gao Ding was a poet in Xianfeng period of Qing Dynasty in China. Although his life and creation are rarely recorded in the annals of history, his series of country houses have made him famous for later generations.

Gao Ding's Village Residence shows us a vivid picture of early spring, which makes people feel excited after reading it.

The word "grass grows and warblers fly" in the first sentence "February" brings all the scenery in spring to life. People seem to feel the atmosphere of recovery and prosperity, and people's eyes seem to surge with the pulse of spring. "The willow on the field of the village yard is drunk with spring smoke", with soft branches and gently sweeping the embankment. The earth is sunny in spring. Write the softness of willow; Write the charm of willow. In this spring, willows are "drunk", not to mention spiritual people. In this intoxicating warm atmosphere, in this charming early spring background, a group of children returning from school are running and flying kites in a hurry.

In this poem, the poet grasped the characteristics of early spring scenery, created an intoxicating early spring scene, and added a group of lively children flying kites to this scene. Since then, an immortal poem has been frozen.