Poems for children

The poems given to the children are as follows:

1. "Children Fishing" by Hu Linneng of the Tang Dynasty:

A child with a shaggy head learns fishing, sitting sideways on the strawberry moss Grass reflects the body.

Passers-by asked me to wave, fearing that I would be frightened and ignored.

Vernacular:

A child with disheveled hair is learning to fish, sitting sideways on the moss with his figure silhouetted against the green grass.

When someone asked for directions, he waved his little hand from afar because he did not dare to answer loudly for fear that the fish would be scared away.

2. "What I Saw" Qing Dynasty·Yuan Mei:

The shepherd boy rides the ox, and his singing shakes the forest.

I wanted to catch the chirping cicada, but suddenly I stood up with my mouth shut.

Vernacular:

The shepherd boy rides on the back of the ox, and his loud singing echoes in the forest.

Suddenly wanting to catch the cicada singing in the tree, he immediately stopped singing and stood silently next to the tree.

3. "Village Residence" Qing Dynasty·Gao Ding:

On the February day, the grass grows and the orioles fly, and the willows brush the embankments and are drunk by the spring smoke.

The children came back early from school and were busy flying kites in the east wind.

Vernacular text: In the second month of the lunar calendar, the grass in and around the village has gradually sprouted and grown, and orioles are flying here and there. The willows are covered with long green branches, swaying in the wind, as if gently stroking the embankment.

The water vapor evaporating between the water and vegetation condenses like smoke. The willows seem to be intoxicated by this rich scenery.

The children in the village hurried home after school and took advantage of the east wind to fly kites into the blue sky.

4. "Xugongdian, Suxin City" Song Dynasty·Yang Wanli:

The hedges are sparse and one foot deep, and the flowers on the tree heads do not form shade.

The children hurriedly chased the yellow butterfly, which flew into the cauliflower and was nowhere to be found.

Vernacular text: Spring has just arrived, and you can only see it on the tops of willows. Someone picked out a few long willow strips, broke them off and inserted them into the head of the restaurant.

Although I am in a foreign country now, I feel like I am celebrating the Cold Food Festival at home. Seeing the singing and dancing on the stage in the village community is really cool and elegant.

5. "Qingpingle·Village Residence" Song Dynasty·Xin Qiji:

The eaves are low and the grass is green on the stream.

Wu Yin is very charming when he 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.

What I like most is that my child has died, lying down at the head of the stream and peeling lotus pods.

Vernacular: The eaves of the thatched cottage are low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass. The drunken Wudi dialect sounds gentle and beautiful. Whose family does that old man with white hair belong to?

The eldest son is weeding in the bean field east of the stream, and the second son is busy weaving chicken coops. The most beloved one is the youngest son, who is lying in the grass at the head of the stream, peeling off the newly picked lotus pods.