Poems about Children's Day are as follows:
1. Children and grandchildren have not yet left for farming and weaving, and they also learn to grow melons by the mulberry trees. ——Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty, "Summer Pastoral Miscellany·Thirty-one"
Translation: Although children cannot plow the fields and weave, they still learn to grow melons under the shade of the mulberry trees.
2. Children come back early from school and are busy flying kites in the east wind. ——"Village Living" by Gao Ding of the Qing Dynasty
Translation: The children in the village came home from school early and quickly took advantage of the east wind to fly the kites into the blue sky.
3. What I love most is that my children have died, lying down at the head of the stream peeling lotus pods. ——Xin Qiji's "Qingpingle·Village"
Translation: The most beloved one is the naughty little son, who is lying in the grass at the head of the stream, peeling off the newly picked lotus pods.
4. There are two children on a fishing boat, collecting their poles and sitting in the boat. ——"Ship Passing Anren" by Yang Wanli in the Song Dynasty
Translation: On a fishing boat, there were two children. They put away their bamboo poles, stopped their oars, and sat in the boat.
5. A child with unkempt hair learns fishing, sitting sideways with the berry moss reflected on his body. ——Hu Linneng's "Children's Fishing"
Translation: A child with disheveled hair and green face was learning to fish by the river. He was sitting sideways in the grass, with his figure hidden by the weeds.