1. The shepherd boy
[Tang Dynasty] Liu Jia
The shepherd boy bowed to the guests and dropped the mountain fruits in his arms.
The cattle are driven back day and night, and the wind and rain in front of the stream are bad.
2. Shepherd boy
[Tang Dynasty] Lu Zhao
Who has the heart of a shepherd boy, who sleeps on cattle and listens deeply in autumn.
I play a tune from time to time, so why worry about not being able to hear the music from the north or the south.
3. The shepherd boy
[Tang Dynasty] Yinluan
The shepherd boy didn’t recognize anyone, and he only wore mango shoes and hats.
The morning sun has not yet appeared, the mountains are clear, and the raincoat is still half wet with dew drops.
In February and March, the plain grass is first green.
Three or five people ride on oxen, grazing in the front village and the back village.
The sound of the flute was heard in one fell swoop, and all the children sang and danced together.
Look at the day as it sets towards the west, everyone rides the bull and goes back.
4. Shepherd Boy's Song
[Song Dynasty] Li Fu
The shepherd boy is lying in a meandering stream in the sunny weather, while the cattle fight each other and destroy my bamboo.
He was frightened and refused to come, but walked away like a deer when he heard the call.
The gardener humiliated his old man, and the old man drove himself away.
The cattle rush wildly to destroy the fence, mend the fence and cut the wood by the stream.
5. Shepherd boy
[Song Dynasty] Zhou Dunyi
The east wind herds herds on a long slope, who knows that the boy has more fun.
On the back of the whipping ox, the old peace song is played on the flute.
6. Shepherd boy
[Tang Dynasty] Lu Yan
The grass spreads across the field for six or seven miles, and the flute plays three or four sounds in the evening breeze.
After returning home and having a good meal, after dusk, I lie down under the moonlight without taking off my coir raincoat.
7. Shepherd boy
[Tang Dynasty] Qi Chan
The cattle can ride freely, and the spring breeze and drizzle fly.
In the green mountains and green grass, there is a flute and a coir raincoat.
Go and sing at sunrise, and return home with the bright moonlight in your palms.
Whoever is like you is neither right nor wrong.
8. Poetry for Shepherds
[Tang Dynasty] Chu Guangxi
It is not said that the pastoral fields are far away, but it is not said that the pastoral hills are deep.
The thought of tame cattle does not disturb the mind of a shepherd boy.
A round hat covers my head, and a long coir covers my lapel.
Fang Jiang is worried about the heat and rain, and also fears the cold and gloom.
The big cow is hiding in the mountain slope, and the little cow is walking through the forest.
Those of the same kind encourage each other, and things that touch each other become chants.
To take pleasure in a moment, I would rather ask about sounds and sounds.
9. Poems about Shepherd Boys
[Tang Dynasty] Li She
Herds cattle in the court and herds cattle in the river.
Herding cattle at night, herding cattle across the village valley.
The lotuses come out of the forest, the spring rain is gentle, and the reed pipes lie blowing the green sedge.
If you plant basil and arrows all over your waist, you will not be afraid of tigers bullying yellow calves.
10. Poetry for a Shepherd Boy
[Tang Dynasty] Zhang Ji
Herding cattle far away, surrounded by thick grains and millet around the village.
Hungry crows pecked the backs of oxen in the countryside, making me unable to play with them.
When entering the grassland, many cattle wander around, and when the calf is white, it crows in the reeds.
On the other side of the embankment, they blew leaves to greet their companions, and they also drummed and whipped three or four times.
Cattle and cattle eat grass and don’t touch each other, and officials and officials cut off their horns.
11. Shepherd's Rhymes
[Ming Dynasty] Zhou Shixiu
Wandering far away to herd cattle, he headed out to the top of the Dongxi River.
The short cows cannot live in the grass in Xitou, and they go straight to Fangcao Island in the south of the water.
Take off your clothes and cross the water to follow the cattle. The yellow reeds rustle in the wind and rain.
The old crows crow wildly and the wild sheep flee, and no one in the valley is startled to look around.
The vines are cold, the trees are dead, the mountains are dark, and the companions call each other home and are busy.
The stone edges cut off the feet, the grass cut off the ears, and there were no dry clothes on the body.
But I think the west was good yesterday, and the Kuangban plain was full of grass.
The wind is gentle at noon when the short coop is lying down, and the sunset is early when the flute is playing three times.
12. Poetry of a Shepherd Boy
[Song Dynasty] Huang Tingjian
Riding a bull far past the front village, the piccolo was playing across the long distance.
How many famous and wealthy people in Chang'an are not as good as you if they run out of agencies.
13. Ci of a Shepherd Boy
[Song Dynasty] Zhang Yuniang
Driving cattle in the morning, bamboo leaves appeared, and the spring grass in the plains was growing fat.
Driving cattle at dusk, going down the short slope, there is smoke at the mouth of the valley and light rain on the slope of the mountain.
After harvesting Huang Jing, he returned without food and rode the yellow calves upside down and played the flute horizontally.
14. Poetry for Shepherd Boys
[Qing Dynasty] Hui Shiqi
The stream is blue, and the shepherd boy on the stream has a green bamboo hat.
The black bull is tied slantingly in the shade of a willow tree, lying on the grass and playing the three-hole flute.
The horizontal whip passed by the cow-drinking pavilion, and gadflies fluttered around the pavilion.
The birds flap their wings and the shrimps jump, and the pond is filled to the waist of the cow.
When I return, I still see the green hills and mountains, and there are thousands of distant trees in the desert.
At dusk, I listen to songs but see no one, knocking the horns of cows under the moonlight across the forest.