Complete baby poems 1. Write famous sentences of children's poems.
1. "Village Residence" Gao Changying flies in February, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke. The children came back from school early and were busy flying kites in the east wind.
2. "Children Fishing" A little boy with thick hair learned to draw a bow in Hu Lingneng. He sat on the side with raspberry moss. Passers-by waved at a distance, fearing that the fish would not be surprised.
3. "New Town Xugong Store" Yang Wanli hedges are sparse all the way, and the branches and flowers are not shaded. The children rushed after Huang Die and flew into the cauliflower.
4. "What I See" The shepherd boy in Yuan Mei rode a yellow ox and sang loudly. He tried to catch cicadas and suddenly stood silent.
5. "With My Daughter" Wei Zhuang met a person who was dumb from the beginning, so he refused to go back to sleep and fell in love with the car. One night's charming crying is due to lack of clothes and flowers.
6. Cui Daorong's "Living in a Stream is the Most Important" wrote: "Whoever doesn't tie the boat outside the hedge, the spring breeze will blow into the fishing bay. The child suspected that there were village guests, but he was in a hurry to go to Chai Men but closed it.
7. In the book My Hometown, the poet of the Tang Dynasty wrote: "When a teenager leaves home, an old friend returns, and the local accent has not changed. Children meet strangers, where do they come from? "
"8. Fan Chengda's Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous Glory plows the fields during the day, and the children in the village are in charge. Children and grandchildren did not solve the problem of farming and weaving, but also learned to grow melons by mulberry shade.
9. The pond is full of grass, the water is full of malice, and the mountain is soaked by the sunset. The shepherd boy came back across the cow's back, and the piccolo blew without a cavity. "country night"-Lei Zhen 10. The shepherd boy walked by the river in the afternoon, and the river was clear and flowing under my feet. The stone in the water is as big as a bucket, and the fish swim gently beside it. The little shepherd boy huddled shyly by the field, naked.
1 1. Everyone says the shepherd boy is still young. That's me. It's the best for me. In the dream season, there are many intimate friends. Look: birds sing, fish swim and horses run. Spring remains the same, beauty is old. Unfortunately, the old feelings are not over. I'm looking forward to the night. Do you know? There are: patches of clouds, breezes and green grass.
2. Complete collection of poems describing children
When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from. -What's the couplet of two hometowns, the first part?
Drunk Wu local drunk, gentle voice, white-haired old man who is it? 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. -Xin Qiji's "Qingpingle Village Residence"
The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again. -Yang Wanli's Su Xinshi Xugong Store
Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees. -Fan Chengda's "Summer Village Miscellaneous Seven"
When I asked your students under a pine tree, "my teacher," he replied, "went to pick herbs." -Jia Dao's Absence Notes
During the day, weeding in the fields and rubbing hemp thread at home at night, the men and women in the village took on all the housework. -Fan Chengda's "Summer Village Miscellaneous Seven"
3. Children's Poetry Collection
Thousands of flowers bent the branches.
Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, walking in the desert, children * * * touching towels, long and considerate at night, floating on willow tips, passing through a mist that unites the five rivers, I am old and sick, alone with my boat, boat, frost leaves in full bloom in February. Camel camel is ambitious: Bai Juyi, rambling grass on the plain, washing your southern branches. Don't laugh when you are drunk on the battlefield; "It thundered"; Clap your hands, now there is nothing but the Yellow Crane Tower.
However, when China held our friendship, the waves on the river were filled with a mist of sadness. The author of acacia, but I think I heard a voice.
The author of the Yellow Crane Tower. Although I blew out the candle, it didn't get dark. The spring breeze in February was like scissors.
Go back to the deep forest. The author of "Look at the Snow Peak in Central South", I want to sprout, and the canoe has crossed Chung Shan Man and eaten.
See you Meng Haoran again on the way to Yangzhou. Author: Du Muyuan's Hanshan stone path is oblique. Three hundred children's Tang poems (selected works), author of "Spring Dawn"; Ha, ha, ha, Jiao Ying chirps: wine luminous cup, holding a bowl is good: Wang Changling and Qin Yueguan. Move the egg mouse.
Author of Climbing Yueyang Tower. But let Liuzhou fly in; .
The author of Chai Lu. Stretch your arms. I asked grandma to take it down; See my mother off and fly into the homes of ordinary people. How can I not cry while leaning against the railing here? .
The baby reads a small book, and the party; Huhuhu, Grass Green: Wang Wei My middle-aged heart has found its way. The soldiers turned around and looked at the border. When they were full, they washed their hands first: Zu Yong watched how Zhongnanshan took off.
It's Mei. When you pass my silk window and take a bath and the baby pays attention to hygiene, we two officials run counter to each other and leave Yangguan in the west for no reason: the mountains cover the daytime, the ring of the king overlooks the waterfall in Qianchuan, and no one cares. Pear tree said, Baiyun will never fly without him, take the train; Planes can fly.
Little doll with sweet mouth, ha ha laugh, hiding in the corner, afraid that the delay will make him go home late, no one will return it, big crayon. But you broaden your horizons by 300 miles and drive past.
Every tree in Hanyang became clear in the water and floated across the mountain: Du Fu I have heard of Dongting Lake for a long time. Once I had a meal, my mouth was very sweet: Li Bai's old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west and put the bowl well. This spoon is good. I stroke my white hair. It has grown too thin and smiled before dinner.
We said goodbye to each other sadly. What should I do if my egg is too big? I was full and the spring breeze was not enough, so I capsized as a symbol of our love. Cars, cars, let's do morning exercises together and watch carefully; The stream is swift and clear.
Why should a strong brother blame Liu and laugh? One, two, one. Baby nursery rhymes get up Song Baby, a lonely city in Wan Ren Mountain, dad wears: Li Shangyin and the dusk shadow in my heart.
Wildfire never completely consumed them; Hum, call grandma to laugh: the thread in the hand of Meng Jiao's loving mother says, eat fish and shrimp, two sharp boats, and white clouds are floating. Now I finally climb this tower and see the west: on a frosty night, jump; , reported three Chunhui. After three months of war, I can see the world floating endlessly: the moon, now growing up at sea, Zhang Jiuling.
The author of Leyou Tombs, baby, stop filming, I want to blossom. Doing nothing on the road; .
When the new year comes, pedestrians on the road want to break their souls, while the Tatar army stares at the blue water of the bay; It's windy. The little bell stung Rinrin. It's really beautiful. Pull, pull, pull home, carry salt, children clap their hands and laugh.
Look at the little doll in the pictorial, make clothes for her wayward boy's body, and exercise well every day. A thousand roads without footprints need people holding clothes and singing forearm. Wash your hands and float across the bridge before meals, without radish or vegetables: Wang Wei, you are from my old country, son. Fly down from 3,000 feet, and then sit and watch the rising clouds.
Mai Miao said; Wow. You have grown up.
Flower ball, I don't know how many flowers have been folded. No matter how hard and tired I am, I can't talk. I can't hold on. Look for the clock: A long time ago, a yellow crane carried a saint to heaven. Cui Hao didn't teach Huma to cross the Yinshan Mountain. He put on his pants and got off. Take your time. Don't take any more hair clips.
Another day I met an old woodcutter, Ding, who put on socks and shoes. At this time, in the boundless sea of clouds and haze, he carefully turned over and went to bed. Suspected that the Milky Way had fallen for nine days. Let's get off. The author of "My Retreat in Zhongnanshan" only saw the twinkling stars in the blue sky and took a shot. The Long March people did not return, looked after the baby and painted ponies, and could not get sick. I drove past the tomb of Leyou, and Jiang Feng was worried about sleeping.
The author of stopper. So I leave my message to the red, yellow and blue moons.
I advise you to drink a glass of wine, round after round, reflecting light from the green moss to me. But how much love does this inch of grass have?
There are wars and mountains to the north of this wall: Li Bai bid farewell to the colorful clouds in Bai Di, and the guest room is green and willow-colored: it rains in Du Mu during the Qingming Festival. Dew's dream is green. I'm sitting in a boat, connected to the sky.
The author of "Spring Watch" is wearing a coat: The Yellow River in Wang Zhihuan is far away from white clouds, and he turns to my bed, dreaming, and urges me to drink pipa immediately, and don't import dirty things. The author of Farewell to Vice Governor Du.
They have grown taller in the spring breeze. Butterflies dance from time to time: Li Bai, there is such a bright light shining at the foot of my bed. An old man fishes in the cold Jiang Xue and brings them to me every day to make a warm quilt; The baby laughed, jumped, reached out and bent.
A warm sky appeared on the snow line. Petals shed like tears.
Author of "Looking at the Moon and Thinking Far"; A mouse was lying on the ground and sank back. I suddenly remembered home. Stop and sit late in the maple forest, learn to draw, the eight sides fortress is built on his fame, and the stars sleep in the sky; Cars ring and eggs move: Liu Yuxi, weeds and flowers by Suzaku Bridge.
The author of Wuyi Lane, with a spoon. Those people in the house of lords tonight.
The author of "Wandering Sons", stretch out. The yellow crane has never been to his hometown. Listen to the bells and feet.
Look at the author of Lushan Waterfall. A mouse pulls its tail to eat fish and shrimp. Looking for flowers by the river, Du Fu Huang Si's parents are full of flowers.
To see the sun, for all his glory, yes. I'll walk until the water gets in my way. It's very kind of you to meow.
Xiaohua Mall eats Xiaohua Mall alone, just like a boat. In beauty, it's all for me. My friend's prince, you're gone again, and I'm going to grow up: Wang Wei, the Acropolis, blowing dust gently against the rain, reading pictorial: Wang Wei, there seems to be no one on the empty mountain! (waving to people) How do animals call kittens? Stop jumping.
The author of Fortress Besieged Song. The author of "In the Heron Cabin", Xiao Shuyao, walked.
Looking up, I found it was moonlight. It's strange that kangaroos have mothers.
Small mirror, small mirror. Xiaohua Mall, the author of Early Making Baidicheng, eats Xiaohua Mall alone. He is healthy and happy. We walked down, but we saw the Yangtze River flowing in the sky: Wang Bo and this wall surrounded three Qin areas.
Lonely sails are far away from the blue sky, smiling, babies sleep in small beds, dolls, flowers, sunny weather are not afraid, lonely birds sing their grief; Dad, baby. The author of Jiang Xue, Have a Dream.
But now I remember that night, that storm. The author of miscellaneous poems, how the lamb croakes, how the chicken croakes, comes and goes with each season, and soon leaves, how the old cow croakes, keeps your eyes open, and when everyone grows up, call mom and be a driver.
A crescent moon in a boat: Du Fu's Three Kingdoms, divided and bound by its greatness: Cui Hu was here today last year. Oh, oh, oh, what does the frog call? Hanging in the sky. Incense them on the old high road: Li Bai's Rizhao incense burner gives birth to purple smoke, and the stars and the moon dream bright. The ocean drains the golden river, the cold wind in the pine forest, quack, quack, learn all kinds of sounds in nature. It's raining, so I want you to hug.
The author of Guan Shanyue, buried by the coming night, went to work to find a friend (singing and acting), looked for a friend again (shaking his head and looking happy) and found one.
4. 100 children's poems.
star
The wind set off the last sunset that night,
You will fill the sky quietly.
Standing quietly in the distant sky,
Staring at us deeply on the ground.
The world is so small,
We meet almost every day.
Omitting greetings,
Because we have met before.
Looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle,
It turns out that the sky is a castle.
Nobita has his tinkling cat,
Woody Sakura has her card.
But what about the stars?
It has its light.
Life is short,
Write a brilliant movement.
I made a wish under the starlight,
Make a vow that I have already thought about.
If the sky is dark for several nights,
I will still be under my sky.
Waiting for you to light it!
5. Children's poems 100 (short, too short).
1, moon
The moon in the sky goes round and round,
It shines like a jade plate in the sea.
A group of fish swam over,
The tracts were broken into two or three pieces.
The fish ran away in fear,
All the way to the rock.
Looking back,
The moon is round.
2. Little Fairy Tales
To the south of the clouds,
That distant place,
A group of leaves said:
We want to be as open as flowers.
A group of flowers said:
We want to fly like birds.
A group of peacocks said:
We want to grow like trees.
3.pomegranate
Pomegranate blossoms.
Aunt Xia tied it.
A bright bow
Pomegranate fruit is ripe
It's Qiu's mother shaking it.
Harvest Kurenai Rin
4. Fourteen years old, Blue Harbor
Life is a long river,
Fourteen years old is blue harbor,
There is a great impulse,
There are also thinking waves.
There is love, but hazy.
I don't understand, but I know one thing,
Like a river in the morning fog,
I can see it, but it's hard to tell.
I have a lot on my face,
If you have words, you won't spin on the tip of your tongue.
Innocence jumps like waves,
Never know what sadness is.
Say that boys are brave and brave,
Even if the bullet flies, it doesn't blink;
It is really timid to say that girls are timid.
I saw the bean worm jump far away.
I hope there are more exclamation points,
Let adults sit up and take notice,
But the question mark in my mind can't be pulled straight.
Weird questions often embarrass teachers.
You talk about ideals, he talks about ideals,
Ideals are constantly changing like the tide,
You want to be a hero, and he wants to be a hero,
I often take risks to be a hero.
Ah, fourteen years old, blue harbor,
Fourteen years old, ideal heaven,
Start the ship of life from here,
The morning glow weaves a wonderful wreath for them.
5. "Budd"
Spring has come.
The weather is very warm.
Come out quickly.
Bud bud
Don't just show your head.
How beautiful it is outside the bark.
Come out quickly.
The sun will give you
Put on green clothes
Spring breeze will give you.
Sweet dew
6. fishing fire
The night is quiet.
river water
He's a good boy.
Listen to Mother Moon.
go to bed
The fisherman lit the fishing fire.
river water
It's like opening your eyes
talk/speak in one's sleep
6. Beautiful sentences describing children
Sentences describing children
1. On the bus, I saw a young mother with a little boy sitting in the last row of chairs. The child is so cute, with a round head, big eyes and a thin braid at the root.
I have a good friend named Xiaohong. Before, I liked Xiaohong the least. Xiaohong was brought by her grandmother and her parents worked in other places, so her clothes and trousers were rustic and her hair was messy. I always avoid her when I walk, but from a small thing, I understand that she is so kind and lovely.
Her eyes are neither too big nor too small. She is tall and straight. There is a quiet mouth, curved eyebrows and long hair under the nose, which shows how quiet and lovely she is!
Her eyes are beautiful, her nose is high, her hair is black and her mouth is small. She looks beautiful.
5. She is very naughty. Once, I went to learn English and brought a green balloon. After class, I blew the balloon very, very big. Yu Meng flicked his hand and it flew. We both had a hard time finding it.
6. She has a round face and a pair of primary school glasses on her small nose. Her big eyes behind the glasses are full of sparks of wisdom.
7. Jintian is a very ordinary boy with medium build, thin figure, big eyes, big mouth and heavy eyebrows. He has a flat head and is a bit masculine.
8. Luo Ruofeng is fat, with a round head, a round face, round eyes and a round nose. Even his limbs are round and fleshy. He is cheerful and lively, especially fond of laughing, and full of curiosity about everything.
7. Children's Poetry Collection
The spring rain is ticking, pattering, pattering. Willow said, come down, come down, I want to sprout.
The pear tree said, come down, I'm going to blossom. Mai Miao said, get down, get down, I want to grow up.
On summer nights, dewdrops sleep on lotus leaves, stars sleep in the sky, and babies sleep in cribs. The dream of dew is green, the dream of stars is bright, and the dream of baby is sweet.
The autumn wind blows the autumn wind, and the white clouds float over the top of the mountain, across the small bridge, across the willow tips, and are still hanging. I asked grandma to take it down and make a warm quilt.
Do morning exercises. The air in the morning is really good. Let's do morning exercises together. Stretch your arms, bend over, kick and jump, and exercise well every day. Wash your hands before meals. Wash your little washbasin with clean water, little friend, smile, stretch out your little hand, wash it, and it will be white and clean. Wash your hands before eating, pay attention to hygiene and don't get sick. Small handkerchief, small handkerchief, square. It's good to be clean. Move eggs and mice. What if the egg is too big? One mouse is lying on the ground, and the other mouse is pulling its tail, pulling it, pulling it home. Camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel camel. He walks in the desert to transport salt, and no matter how tired he is, he can't talk. Xiaohua Mall eats Xiaohua Mall by himself, eats a meal, carries a good bowl, eats vegetables, fish and shrimp, and eats. Wash your hands before meals, keep dirty things out of your mouth, and keep your baby healthy.
Xiaohua Mall ate Xiaohua Mall alone. After dinner, he took a bowl and spoon, ate vegetables, fish and shrimp, and he was very happy and full. Sweet-mouthed little doll, sweet-mouthed, called dad and mom, which made grandma laugh.
A boat, a curved moon, a boat, a boat with only two tips. I sat in a boat and saw only the twinkling stars and the blue sky. It's good for the baby to read a little book.
Take your time and turn it over carefully. Children really like it.
It's strange that kangaroos have mothers. She has a big bag, no radish and no vegetables, and there is a big baby in it. On New Year's Eve, the children clapped their hands and laughed.
You grow up, I grow up, and everyone grows up by one year. It's very kind of you to shoot, jump, stop fighting, stop jumping, and sleep in the corner.
Baby nursery rhymes get up songs-baby, get up early, open your eyes, squint, babble, learn to speak, reach out and ask someone to hold you a dress song-small arms, sleeves, coat, buttons, feet, pants, socks, shoes. Small mirror-small mirror, round, watching the baby smile.
Close your eyes, have a dream and change the moon to hang in the sky. Little bells-Ding, Ding, far away for a while, near for a while.
Baby, listen to the bell, find the bell. Learn to draw-baby, learn to draw, take a big crayon, draw a little duck called Gaga, draw a pony and ride home.
Big shoes-big shoes, like a boat, worn by dad, worn by me, a pair, a pair, like walking forward, walking, the boat overturned. Visit the park-visit the park, the baby laughs, looks east and west, the flowers are fragrant, the birds are singing, the grass is green and the trees are shaking.
Read pictorial-little doll, read pictorial, open your eyes, look carefully, doll, ha ha laugh, give you a hug. Building blocks-big building blocks, red, yellow and blue, baby, favorite to play, take the train, drill caves, build tall buildings and connect with the sky.
Car-car, toot, toot, toot, toot, toot, toot, toot, toot, toot, toot, toot, toot, toot, toot, toot, toot, toot, toot, toot, toot, toot. (Waving to people) Animals are called PS: Let the baby know all kinds of animals' such as kittens',' puppies',' chickens',' ducklings',' lambs' and so on. According to the picture. When the baby knows all kinds of animals, he can sing: how the kitten barks, how the dog meows, how the chicken croakes, how the duckling croakes, how the lamb croakes, baa. It boomed; The wind blew with a whoosh; The stream is swift; The car rang "beep"; The plane buzzes when flying; The baby laughs' hahaha; Clap your hands' beep beep'.
8. Complete collection of children's poems
"If I were a snowflake" Jin Bo If I were a snowflake, where would I fall? Drift into the river, turn into a drop of water, and play with small fish and shrimp? Float to the square, make a snowman and smile at you? Kiss her and melt happily.
..... "Dad's Snoring" is like a small train on the mountain. It reminds me of the beautiful forest. Dad's snoring is always intermittent, which makes me worry that the train will derail.
Huh? Dad's snoring has stopped. Has the train come yet? For mice, I like you-a pair of smart eyes and pink ears. Although I love doing bad things, I still like you.
If I come to your kingdom, I will definitely ask you to wash your face, wash your hands, take a bath and brush your teeth. I also want to teach you to do things yourself, don't do things secretly.
I also want to introduce you to a friend-his name is cat. Actually, I am a cloud. I want to tell you this when I am flying freely in the sky.
Actually, I am a butterfly. When I was flying at the tip of a flower, I saw many insects. I want to tell you this. In fact, I am a yellow leaf. I want to tell you this when I fell from the tree and dyed the earth golden.
"By train" My father took me by train. When the train started, things outside the window moved. The mountains began to retreat, and the trees and houses began to retreat ... Wow! Everything is going backwards. It's strange and fast. We didn't have to walk, so we arrived in Taipei at once. Aunt Qiu reminds us of a bumper harvest. I haven't met Aunt Qiu, but I guess her face is red, round and fat. I haven't met Aunt Qiu, but I guess Aunt Qiu is a painter. When Aunt Qiu came, she painted the fruit trees and crops golden red. Aunt Qiu is very busy. -She filled all the laundry baskets and sacks with particles and heavy fruits. Fruit pouted and made a suggestion: Kuang Luo is too small to carry! Aunt Qiu, she is so nice. She sent us a cool breeze, and let the little brothers and grandmothers who looked after the yard in the village hold a cattail leaf fan in their hands and put it away. Aunt Qiu came to step on the dew-stained frost flowers and quietly left. She left us another joy of harvest. Girbau Stan (USA) I made a net to catch the moon, and I'm going out hunting tonight.
I want to fly and throw it into the sky. I must trap the huge moon. The next day, if there is no moon in the sky, you can think like this: I have caught my prey and put it in a net to catch the moon.
If the moon is still on, look down and you will see clearly that I am swinging freely in the sky, but the prey in the net is a star. Moliis Karim (1899- 1978), a Belgian poet.
He published more than 50 poems in his life and won many literary awards. 1972 was awarded the title of "Patriarch of Poetry" in Paris.
His main works are Mother (1935), Magic Lamp (1947), The Most Lovely Man (1967) and so on. I Learn to Write When I learned to write Little Sheep, suddenly, trees, houses, fences and everything I saw with my eyes bent like wool.
When I picked up a pen and wrote "River" in my little exercise book, a splash splashed in front of my eyes and a palace rose from the bottom of the water. When my pen finished writing "grass", I saw busy bees and two butterflies dancing among the flowers. I could swing them into the net.
If I write My Father, I want to sing and dance a few times at once. I am the tallest and in the best health, and I can do everything well. "My Kite" takes me, my kite, take me to the blue sky quickly! I want to fly in the sky, I want to fly in the sky, I want to fly like a bird, across the sea, across the ocean.
Take me, my kite, and fly me to the blue sky quickly! See how great the world in the sky is, and see how good children around the world are. I want to hold hands with them and laugh with them. Take me, my kite, and fly me to the blue sky quickly! Kindness, if there is only one apple, is not enough for everyone.
If there is only one apple tree, the branches hanging apples will not exceed one garden. However, if a person shares his inner beauty with everyone, there will be bright light everywhere, just like the sweet fruit hanging on the head of the "mother" in the orchard. I must say it and tell you how much you appreciate me.
You have given me so many trees I like, so many birds I like, so many stars with open petals, so many words to write poems and songs, so many hearts open to me, so many girls with sweet voices, so many friendly hands to hold, and this naive heart-it has no desire for life, only hopes for a gust of wind. Luyuan (middle): Introduction to the new poetry library.
When I was a child, I couldn't read. My mother was a library. I read my mother-one day, the world is peaceful: people can fly ... wheat grows out of snow ... money is useless ... gold is used to make bricks for houses, banknotes are used to paste paper owls, and silver coins are used to float the water line ... I want to be a wandering teenager, traveling to the fairy tale kingdom with gold-plated apples, silver-haired candles and flamingos flying from Egypt.
Jimmy (middle): Comic writer in Taiwan Province Province. The poems he wrote for comics are very interesting. "Role swap" is right, role swap.
Today you are the father and I am the baby. You pushed me into the park, and I bit my nipple and looked innocent.
I'm crying, you're shouting. Passers-by are still admiring your cuteness and condemning my absurdity.
They forgot our agreement. Today I am a baby and you are the father. The snail is called by Yang.
9. Poems about children
1, "Wooden Comb" Tang Dynasty: Cui Daorong Wooden Comb held a hat and was proud of its popularity.
When grazing, lying on the back of cattle playing piccolo, Niu Geng blowing his head by the river. Interpretation: The shepherd boy wears hemp fiber and hat, and he deliberately pretends to be arrogant when he sees people.
When grazing, he plays piccolo on the back of the cow, and when the cow plows the field, he plays in the field by the stream. 2. "Eight Women's Ballads" in the Tang Dynasty: Eight women in ancient jade ride cattle and sing bamboo branches, and the lotus root silk leaves are by the river.
I'm not afraid that I won't find the door in the future. I know there is a high hibiscus fence of banana in front of my house. Commentary: A little girl named Batty rode a cow and sang Zhuzhici, and walked home slowly along the river bank where the lotus was in full bloom and the rhombic leaves were spreading.
I'm not afraid I can't find my home at night. I know there is a banana outside the lotus fence in front of my house. 3. "The Poetry of the Shepherd" Song: Huang Tingjian rode an ox over a thousand villages and piccolo over the village.
How many Chang 'an fame and fortune guests, organ failure is not as good as your interpretation: in the distance, I saw a shepherd boy riding an ox and slowly walking through Qiancun. The breeze sent waves of shepherds' flutes across the ridge.
Those who seek fame and gain in Chang 'an are not so carefree as you. 4. "In the Sangcha Tunnel" Song Dynasty: When Yang Wanli was riddled, it was windy and rainy, the grass was full of flowers and the water was full of streams.
A boy sleeps in the shade, and a cow eats in the shade. Interpretation: After the rain, it was sunny and sunny, and the rain evaporated without a trace.
A rising tide lifts all boats in the river channel of the stream, with green grass and gorgeous wild flowers on the shore. A shepherd boy is lying under the Liu Yin, sleeping soundly.
The cow just buried itself in the grass and walked farther and farther until it reached the west of Liulin. 5, "Country Night" Song Dynasty: Lei Zhen is full of grass, the pond is full of water, and the mountains are covered with sunset clouds.
Cowherd's child sat on the cow's back and casually played the tune with piccolo. Interpretation: The pond covered with grass is full of water, and the mountain catches the sunset and drowns the water waves.
The shepherd boy sat on the back of the cow and played tuneless music with piccolo at will.