What are the ancient poems about children's "caring for growth"?

San Chunhui reported, 1, a kind mother's thread, made clothes for her wayward son's body. She sewed them carefully and repaired them thoroughly, fearing that it would delay him coming home late, but how much love does an inch of grass have? -"Wandering in the Tang Dynasty. Meng Jiao "

Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed. When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the visitors come from. -He Zhangzhi, can my classmates read books?

3, plum folic acid soft teeth, banana is green and window screening. Spring goes to summer, and the days are long and tired. After a nap, I feel depressed and watch the children play with catkins in the air. -"Taking a nap in early summer" Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli

4, a night of light thunder fell thousands of silk, light floating tiles uneven. Affectionate peony contains spring tears, weak rose lies on the branches. -"Spring Day" Qin Guan in the Northern Song Dynasty

5. Mothers are different from sons, and sons are different from mothers. During the day, there is no light crying. Last year, the general in charge of generals in ancient times broke the new policy. Welcome Luoyang as a flower with a gift of 2 million yuan. Newcomers welcome the old and abandon the old, and lotus thorns in their hands. It's not sad enough to welcome the new and abandon the old, and leave two children at your house. At first, they sat down and cried and grabbed people's clothes.

In the green garden, sunflowers are exposed to the sun. In Yangchun Budeze, everything is brilliant. I am often afraid that the autumn festival will come and the yellow leaves will wither. When will the hundred rivers return to the east and the sea to the west? If young people don't work hard, old people will be sad. -Long song in Han Yuefu

7, 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. -"Pastoral Ci" Tang Dynasty: Li She

8. Before it rained, I saw flowers first. After the rain, there were no flowers at the bottom of the leaves. Bees and butterflies have climbed over the wall, but spring scenery is next door. -"Rain and Sunny" Don Wang Jia

9. Sitting in Chai Men at dusk, arm in arm tired. The bell came from the west, and I suddenly got the book of Haozhou. I was so happy that I couldn't stand it in the middle of it. My father and son always say goodbye, and what happens when I get into trouble. I get sick easily when traveling, and I am covered with frost and dew. Although I am bitter about homesickness, I can't stand it for a moment. I have a son and a beautiful city.

10, young people are listening to the rain song upstairs. Red candle in a daze. In the prime of life, listening to the rain on the boat, Jiang Guoyun whispered. The broken goose is called the west wind. Now listen to the rain monk Lu. The temple is full of stars. Sorrow and joy are always ruthless. Go ahead of the next step drop by drop until dawn. -"Yu Meiren Listening to the Rain" Jie Jiang

1 1, the little girl is only six years old. I don't know if she is clever or clumsy. In front of the main hall at night, scholars worship the new moon. -"Girls' Ci" Tang Dynasty: Shi Jian Wu

12. Why don't men take Wu Gou and accept fifty states in Guanshan? If you are a scholar Wan Huhou, please go to Lingyange temporarily. -"Thirteen Songs of the South Garden" (the fifth song) Don Li He

13, flying to Chihiro Tower on the mountain, I heard the cock crow. As written in a China poem, we are not afraid of dark clouds covering our sight, because we are already on the top of the mountain. -"Deng Fei Laifeng" Don Wang Anshi

14, at first, I saw people vomit silly, refused to go back to sleep, and fell in love with the car. ? It is reasonable to cry all night, because it costs too much to wear clothes. -"With Daughter" Tang Dynasty: Wei Zhuang

15, the rain swept the embankment flat, watching the village thank yat sen villa. Bamboo and horses gallop, kites are domineering and whistling in the wind. In the third winter, I temporarily learned from Confucian scholars and practiced from my parents. Literacy is roughly equivalent to paying tribute, so you don't have to work hard for your officials. -"Watching the village children play in the water" Song: Lu You