Year: Song Author: Yang Wanli
The fence is sparse, a path leads to the distance, and the petals on the tree fall, but the shade has not yet formed.
The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.
Back to my hometown
Year: Tang Author: He
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 guests are from.
What you read in the night book
Year: Song Author: Ye Shaoweng
The rustling leaves send the cold sound, and the autumn wind moves the guests on the river.
I know that children choose to promote weaving, and a lamp fell on the fence at night.
Four seasons pastoral miscellaneous interest
Year: Song Author: Fan Chengda
The club burns money like thunder, and the sunset doesn't help the drunkard.
Flowers are scattered on the green branches, which shows that children are fighting for grass.
Look at the fish
Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi
Like children fishing, walk around the pool and watch the fish swim.
A person who loves fish has different hearts, so I will give you a hook.
Garden quatrains
Year: Song Author: Lu You
Watta basin is used as a pool, and there are two or three Polygonum hydropiper beside the pool.
Watching and forgetting to go home for dinner is like a child leaving school.
Hope to adopt
2. "Poems of Children on the Pool" (Tang), Bai Juyi's little baby punted and stole the white lotus back.
He didn't know how to hide the trail. The duckweed on the water left a boat on the trail. [Note]: Boat: Boat.
Confused: I don't know; I don't know. Together: all the way.
Boating: to prop up a boat and push it forward with poles. Xiaowa: A child.
Duckweed: an aquatic plant with oval leaves floating on the water, fibrous roots under it and white flowers in summer. Open: separate.
[Author's Information]: Bai Juyi (772-846), a poet in the Tang Dynasty, was a Buddhist in Xiangshan, whose ancestral home was Taiyuan [now Shanxi]. When I arrived at my great-grandfather, I moved to Shimonoseki (now north of Weinan, Shaanxi).
Bai Juyi's grandfather, Huang Bai, was a magistrate of Gongxian county and a good friend of Xinzheng county magistrate at that time. Seeing the beautiful mountains and rivers and simple folk customs in Xinzheng, Huang Bai loved it very much, so his family moved to Dongguozhai Village (now Dongguo Temple) in the west of Xinzheng.
Bai Juyi was born in Dongguozhai on the 20th day of the first month in the seventh year of Dali, Tang Daizong (February 28th, 772). Wuzong Huichang died in Luoyang [Henan] in August (846) at the age of 75.
He is the author of seventy-one volumes of Bai Changqing Collection. In his later years, the official was the Prince with less Fu, and posthumous title was Bai Fu and Bai Wengong.
He actively advocated the new Yuefu movement in literature, arguing that articles should be written in time and poems should be written for things. He wrote many poems lamenting the times and reflecting the sufferings of the people, which had a great influence on later generations. He is a very important poet in the history of China literature.
Yuanhe was a bachelor of Hanlin and a doctor of Zuo Zanshan. Because of offending powerful people, he was demoted to Jiangzhou Sima, a good Buddha in his later years, and called himself a happy layman. He wrote many poems in his life, among which allegorical poems are the most famous, and the language is easy to understand, so he is called "the eloquent old woman".
Narrative poems such as Pipa Xing and Song of Eternal Sorrow are all famous. In his early years, he was enthusiastic about helping the world, emphasizing the political function of poetry and doing his best to make it popular. He wrote 60 poems, New Yuefu, Qin Zhongyin, which truly made people sick by singing only, and every sentence must be tuned, just like Du Fu's "Three Officials" and "Three Farewells".
The long narrative poems "Song of Eternal Sorrow" and "Pipa Journey" represent his highest artistic achievements. Middle-aged people encounter setbacks in officialdom. "Since then, the career has been long-term, and the world has never been opened." But he still wrote many good poems and did many good things for the people. Hangzhou West Lake and Bai Causeway commemorate him.
In his later years, he sent his feelings to the mountains and rivers, and also wrote some small characters. There is a poem for Liu Yuxi: "Don't listen to the old songs, but listen to the new word Yang Liuzhi. It can be seen that he has read some new words.
One of the poems, Flowers Are Not Flowers, has a hazy beauty, which was greatly appreciated by later poets such as Ouyang Xiu, Zhang Xian and Yang Shen. Naive and lively rural children, holding a boat, secretly went to Bai Lianhua.
When they came back, they didn't know how to cover their tracks. The boat threw the duckweed out of the water, leaving a clear waterway behind the boat. Expose one's whereabouts ~ ~ [brief analysis] The author vividly depicts the innocence of a child who steals lotus flowers with simple drawing techniques. The most vivid sentence in the poem is "I don't know the hidden traces", which describes the naughty and innocent feelings of children.
The poem of the wind and the kite (I) Xu Wei's wicker twisted the thread and wadded cotton enough to put a kite in 1000 places. How much power can spring breeze disperse and take children to the sky?
Author's brief introduction Xu Wei (A.D.1521-1593), with a long word, is named Qingtengshan. Yin Shan (now Shaoxing, Zhejiang) was born.
Famous artists in Ming Dynasty. I took the township exam in my early years and tried it every time; In middle age, he was a guest of Hu Zongxian, the governor of Zhejiang and Fujian, and made suggestions for the military anti-Japanese war.
However, because Xu Wei hated evil and despised powerful people, he was down and out all his life and even went crazy for a time. In his later years, he could only make a living by selling calligraphy and painting. He has high goals in calligraphy, painting, poetry and drama.
His paintings are unique, especially good at flowers and birds. According to historical records, freehand brushwork and ink splashing, which is popular in modern flower-and-bird painting, began to develop from him. His poems and essays are not rigid, and there are many places that go beyond the previous views and break the routine in his works of opera and zaju.
According to legend, the earliest kite in China was made by Mo Zhai, a philosopher during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period more than 2,000 years ago. He came up with the idea of making kites in Lushan (now Wei County, Shandong Province) because he saw eagles hovering in the air, but the process of making kites was not smooth.
After three years of research and trial production, he finally made a wooden bird out of wood, but it broke after only one day's flight. Later, Mo Zhai passed on his kite-making career to his students' open class (also called Luban). He made kites out of bamboo according to Mo Zhai's ideal and design.
Lu Ban split the bamboo, cut it into smooth slices, roasted it with fire, made it look like a magpie, and flew in the air for three days. Kites were later used in the military to detect the enemy's position.
After the Tang Dynasty, its use began to change into entertainment. In the Ming and Qing Dynasties, people gradually formed a custom. On this day in Tomb-Sweeping Day, people fly kites high and far, then cut the string of kites and let them fly away with the wind, which means letting the "depressed gas" accumulated in the past year be completely discharged and praying for the elimination of diseases within one year.
Xu Wei was down and out in his later years, mainly selling paintings for a living. "Wind kite" is one of his painting themes in his later years. He painted a large number of "wind kites" with poems.
There are more than 30 such poems, and here is a representative one. Through the description of children flying kites, he poured his future hopes and sustenance on children and expressed his feelings.
Note 1. Wind kite: or "paper kite". Kite: ○ Guangdong [yuan], [jyn1]; ○ Han [yu ā n]; Eagle.
Eagle is often painted on paper kites, hence the name. Strictly speaking, there are still differences between kites and paper kites.
The so-called "kite" means that it can make a sound similar to a kite line in the air; As for the "kite", it is a dumb bird that only flies but doesn't sing. Kite is to tie a bowstring on the back of the kite, or press bagpipes on the head of the kite. When the paper is lifted, the strong wind passes through the flute or causes the bowstring to vibrate, which will make a purring sound.
Ordinary kites don't make sound. However, people no longer distinguish between the two.
2. Rub: ○ Guangdong [measures]; ○ Korea [Cu Fei]. Rub your palm repeatedly, or put your palm on something else and rub it back and forth.
3. Catkin: Catkin. Willow seeds, with white fluff, are called "catkins", also known as "catkins cotton".
4. Search: ancient unit of length, with eight feet as a search, Chihiro is extremely long. 5. Elimination: consumption, consumption.
6. Leaders will:
3. Poems about children: green shoots, green shoots, young people say, "Develop yourself!" Pale flowers, and the young man said, "contribute yourself!" " The crimson fruit said to the young man, "sacrifice yourself!" " "Little Brother and Kitten" Ke Yan I have a little brother at home. /He is both clever and naughty. /He climbs high and low every day. /His face is covered with mud.
/Mom told him to wash his face,/Pretending not to hear him run; /Dad looked at him with a mirror./He closed his eyes and giggled. /Sister brought a Xiaohua Mall,/Clapped her paws and licked her fur,/Her eyes narrowed. "Great, great, great,/Who will play with me and hug me?" /My brother held out his little black hand,/The kitten jumped back hurriedly,/The beard pursed its head and shook it,/"Oh, no! Too dirty, too dirty, I don't want it! " /Sister laughed,/Mom and Dad frowned,/Little brother was ashamed:/"Mom! Mom! Give me a bath! " The Moon Liu Ruomin The moon in the sky is round and round. /It looks like a jade plate in the sea.
/A group of fish swam over,/The jade plate broke into two or three pieces. /The fish ran away in fear,/all the way to the rock.
/Looking back,/The moon is still round. Cicada (Author: Lin): Cicada's songs are very nice,/but they won't be sung until summer; /They like praise/Golden sunshine.
Cicada's songs are very nice,/but only like to sing in trees; So, in summer,/trees become/singing umbrellas. In front of the window, a lilac stood on tiptoe and walked into the thick green yard. We planted a lilac in front of the teacher's window.
Teacher, teacher, let its green branches and leaves extend into your window and accompany you every night. Listen, listen, the green leaves rustle in the wind. That's why we sing to you to help you relieve a lot of fatigue.
You see, you see, the small flowers full of trees are our smiling faces. Thank you for always supporting us. It's late at night and the stars are sleepy. Teacher, put down the lesson plan quickly and let the flowers float into your dream. That dream must be sweet and fragrant.
(Original "New Teenager" 1985No. 18) You took me to the author: You took me to the blue one, and you collected everything I wanted, whether it was flowers, tender grass, stones or leaves. You jump over every ditch lightly, and spring leaves your shadow; You climb every small slope, just like jumping on the roof of your house.
I heard the birds singing and saw their colorful wings through the cracks in the green leaves. You tell me the names of many birds and sing their songs for me. I want to catch the fruit, and it will be in your hand at once. You are afraid that the fruit will bite my hand and wrap it in leaves.
Let me ask you, why does that tree on the top of the mountain look like an old man? You said because it grows in crevices all the year round; Let me ask you-what flower is that with tears in its eyes? You said it was a blue flower, smiling in the spring sunshine. What about the wind? Sleep in Shan Ye's arms; What if it rains? Fall in Shan Ye's heart; What about the tramp in those days? Everyone has a warm home; What about winter? Long gone.
No matter Shan Ye's present or past, you are familiar with everything in Shan Ye; Everything here seems to be yours, your birds, your blue sky and your land. I looked at the spring water in Shan Ye, as if looking at your innocent eyes; Yuan Ye, full of mountain flowers, is like your splendid colorful clothes.
We are in Shan Ye, playing and chasing. Ah, it's like being on your kang, it's like being in your yard ... I was walking alone in the Woods, and my ears were filled with many faint mysterious and wonderful voices. Green camphor leaves are breathing gently, and young bamboo shoots emerge silently in the center of the earth like countless mushrooms, like white umbrellas. My mother once told us that their names were swan bacteria, and larks jumped from branch to branch like notes. The song is sweet and charming, the dew is shining and slipping quietly, and the mist is as soft as white gauze. The whole nature is like a music. The Woods in spring are the harp of life. They are playing wonderful music and poems, which gently hit my 14-year-old heart full of fantasy. In early summer, I went to sleep, and Song Yang Wanli's plum blossoms splashed her teeth, and the banana trees covered the screen window. 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.
I miss my hometown Haitang Song Yang Wanli's hometown. Today, Haitang blooms and dreams of entering Jiangxi Jinxiu Pile. At this time, although spring returns, everything is thriving, but people are old; Swallows fly back every year after offering sacrifices to the land god.
Spring is like a piece of green and white, not heavy and light weather, it is the scene of Chu Qing; In this spring, catkins will fly and fall. But this beautiful spring scenery can't be eaten, so let poetry attract it to Qiong Yao's jade cup.
Miss the hometown begonia song Yang Wanli Bamboo Pavilion, don't walk alone. Early spring is warm, willow leaves sprout and dance in the wind, which is more charming; Flowers bloom in the sun, shadows dance and rise dimly.
After a rain-eroded garden, the road is cleaner and deeper; Birds just flying out of the nest are more cheerful, and crows crow one after another, which is sweet and entertaining. The scenery here is very beautiful, but unfortunately there are few plump and beautiful begonia flowers; Begonia, a native of that hometown, lived two cold foods and disappeared.
Reading Yan Ziling's Biography of Yang Wanli as a Star in Song Dynasty and How to Make up for Han Zhongxing, there is a cool breeze as cold as ice. Send my aunt to Ding Han early, where there is Yanling! In the Song Dynasty, Yangcun Yangwanli Stone Bridge was crowded on both sides, and horses in each village were like rivers.
Liu Yang Yin Zhongxin Hotel, a small fishing boat under the grape trellis. Red and white flowers are close to water, sky blue and yellow.
Zheng er's peace is still in the way. Why don't you work hard, back in the game? Song Yang Wanli, who lives in eastern Zhejiang and Jiangxi, added a few strands of silk to the mirror. Flowers fall six times to sparse information, and the month is thousands of miles away.
Du Li should not turn over the whale sea, but should enjoy the phoenix gathering in Longtan. Tao is Fan Chuan's frivolous killing, which makes thousands of families compare to thousands of poems.
Yang Wanli, who was injured in the Spring and Song Dynasties, intended to have fun this spring, but he still wasted an east wind. If you don't get presbyopia every year, you won't get sick if you are anxious.
Night wind song Yang Wanli Night wind is not allowed to distinguish the breeze, but it is allowed to hang heavy curtains on the ground. The sunset in Ye Ping is not covered by mountains, and the west window is red until the moon comes.
In the evening breeze, Yang Wanli was slightly warm in the evening, and the evening breeze was arrogant and overbearing. Why are you angry when you are cold? There will be frost in the future.
Play pen Song Yang Wanli wild chrysanthemum wild moss each casting money, resplendent and beautiful; God gives money to poor poets, only to buy sorrow and not to buy fields. Living in early summer, taking a nap, Song Yang Wan Li Mei has soft teeth of folic acid, and banana is divided into green window screens; 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.
Yang Wanli's eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves sunny and soft. The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.
After all, the scenery of the West Lake in June is different from that at four o'clock. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
Yang Wanli's wicker brush is a hundred feet away from the silver pool, and it is only yellow. Wicker can not be dipped in water, but the willow shadow in the water guides him to grow.
4. Three ancient poems about children 1. Shepherd boy
[Tang] Yan Lu
The grass shop is six or seven miles away from the field, and the flute makes the night wind three or four times.
Come back from a full meal at dusk and lie in the moonlight without taking off your hemp fiber.
2. "Ship Crossing Anren"
[Song] Yang Wanli
On a fishing boat, there are two children. They put away their bamboo poles, stopped their oars and sat on the boat.
It's strange to play an umbrella when it doesn't rain, not to cover your head, but to create wind.
3. Qingpingle Villagers' Residence
[Song] Xin Qiji
Mao Yan is low and small, with green grass.
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.
My favorite is my youngest son, who is lying in the grass, peeling the lotus just picked.
4. Children fishing
[Tang] Hu Lingneng
A child with unkempt hair and immature face is learning to fish by the river. He is sitting sideways in the grass, and his shadow is set off by weeds.
Hearing the voice of passers-by, the child waved, afraid to disturb the fish and dare not respond to passers-by.
Rural residence
High set
In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke.
The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.
5. "Su Xinshi Xugong Store"
[Song] Yang Wanli
The hedge is sparse and deep, and the branches end in shade.
The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.
5. Poems describing children: 1, shepherd boy, Tang Luyan
The grass shop is six or seven miles across the field, and the night wind plays the flute three or four times. When you come back from a hearty meal, don't lie in the moonlight without hemp fiber.
2. "Zhou Du An Ren" Song Yang Wanli
A fishing boat with two children was parked on the boat. It's strange to open an umbrella when it doesn't rain. It's not used to cover your head, but to keep out the wind.
3. "qingpingle? Village "Song Xin Qi Ji.
Mao Yan is low and small, with green grass beside the stream. When drunk, Wu Yin is charming and white-haired. Who is old? The eldest son hoes the beans and streams, and the second son weaves a chicken coop. He likes children and hooligans best.
4, "Children make ice" Song Yang Wanli
Young children's golden pots break the ice, and silk is made of silver pheasant. When it was knocked into a jade chime, it rang all over the forest, and suddenly it broke into a glass.
5, "Su Xinshi Xugong Store" Song Yang Wanli
The hedges are sparse all the way, and the top flowers are not shaded. The children hurried after Huang Die and flew into the cauliflower, but they couldn't find it.
6. "Children Fishing" Tang
Children with unkempt hair learn to hold the bow tightly and sit next to blackberries and moss. Passers-by waved at a distance, fearing that the fish would not be surprised.
7, "Homecoming Book" Tang He Zhang Zhi
Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent does not change.
8. "On the Pool" Tang Bai Juyi
The baby propped up the boat and stole the white lotus back. I can't understand the hidden traces, and duckweed blooms together.
9. "Ornamental Fish" Tang Bai Juyi
Take a walk around the pool and watch the fish swim around, just like a child in a fishing boat. I love fish with different hearts, so I hook it.
10, with my daughter, Tang Wei Zhuang.
Seeing that people were dumb at first, they refused to go back to sleep and fell in love with cars.
1 1, "Living in a stream is the thing" Tang Cui Daorong
Whoever doesn't tie the boat outside the fence, the spring breeze will blow into the fishing bay. The child suspected that there were guests from the village, but he was anxious to go to Chai Men.
12, Huayingsong Sushi
On the platform of Yao, I called my child several times, but I couldn't get away. I was just cleaned up by the sun, but I taught the moon to send it to the future.
13, Tian Fanchengda
During the day, the children in the village mind their own business, and their children and grandchildren are not prepared to plant land and weave, but also learn to grow melons by mulberry shade.
14, Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous, Fan Song Chengda
Farming during the day is miserable at night, and the children in the village mind their own business.
15, In Sangcha Tunnel Song Yang Wanli
When it is windy and rainy, the grass is full of flowers and the water is full of streams. The boy slept in the shade, and a cow ate in the shade.
16 "Early Summer Sleeping in Seclusion" Song Yang Wanli
Plums have soft teeth, and bananas are divided into green screens.
17, "Village Residence" stands tall.
In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke.
18, see "Qing Yuan Mei"
The shepherd boy rode a cow and sang loudly. He tried to catch cicadas, but suddenly he stood there silent.
19, Huang Song, a shepherd boy, listens to Jian
Riding an ox is far beyond the front village, and the flute wind is heard at an oblique interval. How many Chang 'an fame and fortune guests, the organs are not as exhausted as you.
6. Children's Poems of Xugongdian in the Southern Song Dynasty. Yang Wanli hedges are sparse all the way, and the trees are not shaded. The children scrambled to chase Huang Die and flew into the cauliflower, but there was nowhere to be found. [Note] 1. Xugong Store in Xinshi: Xinshi: Place Name. Today, it is a new city in Deqing County, Zhejiang Province. Yang Wanli has good wine, and Xinshi is also the brewing center of the Song Dynasty. Introduced by Zhu Shu, the son of Zhu, Yang Wanli is infatuated with many restaurants in the estuary of Xincheng West. He drank and got drunk. He opened a Xugong shop in a new city. The name of Xugong Store and Hotel. 2. hedge waterfall: fence. 3. Path: Path. 4. Shade: A place where the leaves are lush and the forest grows. 5. Hurry up: Run. [Analysis] This is a poem describing the rural scenery in late spring. "The flower at the top of the tree has fallen into shadow" points out the happy and innocent background of children catching butterflies. There are sparse fences and deep paths. There are several trees beside the fence. Petals are falling from the branches one by one, and the young leaves have not caught the butterfly yet. Shadow: fences and paths point out that this is a rural area; In the last sentence, the words "flowers fall before it turns cloudy" and "cauliflower" both indicate that this is the late spring season. The last two sentences, "The children rushed to chase after Huang Die, but they flew into the cauliflower when they didn't find it", turned the crayon to the center of the picture and described the happy scene of the children catching butterflies. "Catch up" and "catch up" mean to run fast and catch up quickly. These two verbs are very vivid, depicting children's naive, lively, curious and competitive expressions and psychology. The words "flying into cauliflower, nowhere to be found" suddenly turned the moving scene into stillness. The word "nowhere to be found" leaves readers room for imagination and aftertaste, as if a child who is at a loss in the face of a golden cauliflower floats in front of us. This poem is simple and natural, with vivid images. Yang Wanli is an honest official who was once hated by a traitor. There is not an interesting garden. Not worth it. Dynasty: In the Southern Song Dynasty, Ye Shaoweng should pity his teeth and seal his fur, but Chai Fei could not open it for a long time. Spring can't close the garden, and an apricot goes out of the wall. Note: 1. Not worth it: the garden didn't meet its owner. In ancient times, it was a private garden. It's different from the parks of later generations, which means you haven't visited the parks. 2. pity: cherish: this word should not be said to be "miserable" here. 3. Small buckle: pat lightly. 4. Chai Fei: Chai Men. 5. Clogs: Clogs have serrations at the bottom. The owner of the garden is probably afraid of clogs stepping on the moss, so the guests are light. A red apricot flower has already stretched out of the wall. Appreciation: This little poem is very lively and interesting, and it describes what the poet saw and felt when he visited the garden in spring. This poem is full of scenes and stories. The poet went to a friend's house to enjoy flowers, and the mossy road was covered with traces of the poet's clogs and nails. I knocked on Chai Men for a long time, but no one came to open it. The poet imagined that it was full of apricot flowers exposed on the wall. The first two sentences, "I should pity my fangs and print moss, but the firewood doesn't fly for a long time", indicate that the author has not met relatives and friends, and the garden door is closed, so he can't watch the spring flowers in the garden. But it is humorous to say that the owner loves the moss in the garden and is afraid that my fangs will leave traces of trampling on it, so Chai Fei won't last long. He deliberately said that his master was not at home. Only the last two sentences can lead to a more novel imagination: although the host selfishly closed the garden door, as if to leave the spring scenery in the garden to enjoy alone, "Spring scenery can't close the garden, and an almond goes out of the wall." The latter two poems are vivid and have strange ideas. "Spring scenery" and "apricot" are personified, which not only contain feelings in the scene, but also contain thoughts in the scene, which can arouse many associations of readers and be influenced by philosophy. "Red apricots" are bound to "go out of the wall" and announce the coming of spring. Similarly, all new and beautiful things can't be stopped and imprisoned, and it will surely break through any bondage and flourish. The tour was frustrated, and it should be regarded as a spiritual adventure to revive because the tour was blocked. This poem records this spiritual adventure. It's a unique poem about travel, which can't be finished, but it's better than being well written. I don't think the word "doubt" is good in the first sentence. It seems to show that the owner of the garden closes the door and stays away from the hubbub, but it is a bit pretentious. Instead, the word "pity" is sentimental, and J: strike doesn't avoid the moss, visiting Chunxun. Its persistence deserves pity and sympathy, even if it eats "J: strike" and "pity" is from the perspective of looking at people in spring, which is more suitable for the poem "It is not worth visiting the park" and misses the entrance. Missed the entrance to the park, a little disappointed, and the desire to visit was blocked. But when I was disappointed, I found an adventure, a curiosity, from an apricot to a wall, imagining all the dazzling love in the wall, which made Fang Ya Garden become. It is precious. Spring scenery breaks through the fence and overflows the garden, showing an unstoppable vitality. In the final analysis, nature is more considerate of the interests of tourists than the garden owner, which is not only the regret of tourists, but also the regret of the messenger of apricot sent by spring. Judging from some sentences, this poem points to Lu You. However, Lu You's works are relatively dull, and there is a feeling of enjoying flowers at once. Not as focused as Ye Shaoweng's works. In the profound spiritual experience and psychological twists and turns, generate's "The Vitality of Spring" is difficult to lock, he is happy to fall from the sky, and his spiritual philosophy is full of interest. It can be seen that famous poems may not all become masterpieces without worry. Once non-celebrities sincerely develop their own lives and poems, miracles may happen. Ye Shaoweng, a poet in the mid-Southern Song Dynasty. The ancestral home is Jian 'an (now Jian 'ou, Fujian), surnamed Li, and the heir is Longquan (now Zhejiang) Ye. The year of birth and death is unknown. He lived in seclusion on the west side of Qiantang Lake for a long time and sang with Ge. Qingpingle lives in the village, with low eaves and green grass by the stream. Drunk with a good voice, white-haired people are good at singing.
7. What poems describe children? "Su Xinshi Xugong Store" Song Yang Wanli
The fence is sparse, a path leads to the distance, and the petals on the tree fall, but the shade has not yet formed. The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.
Qingpingle Country Residence in Song Dynasty
The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass. When you are drunk, your voice is charming and your hair is white.
The eldest son is hoeing bean creek in the east, and the second son is knitting a chicken coop. He likes children scoundrels best, lying at the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers.
On Tang Bai Juyi
A child propped up the boat and secretly picked the white lotus back. He didn't know how to hide the trail. The duckweed on the water left a boat on the trail.
Village House is lofty and lofty.
In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. Children come home early from school and are busy putting paper in the east wind, 62616964757a68696416fe4b893e5b19E3133337383237 kite.
"Seeing" clears Yuan Mei.
Cowboys ride on the backs of oxen, and songs echo in the forest. Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently.
Poems about children (2)
Children's Fishing Tang
A child with unkempt hair and immature face is learning to fish by the river. He is sitting sideways in the grass, and his shadow is set off by weeds. Hearing the voice of passers-by, the child waved, afraid to disturb the fish and dare not respond to passers-by.
Mu Tong Huang Song Ting Jian
Riding an ox is far beyond a thousand villages, and the flute wind is obliquely separated from the dragon. How many Chang 'an fame and fortune guests, organ failure is not as good as jun.
Ornamental Fish Tang Bai Juyi
Like children fishing, walk around the pool and watch the fish swim. A person who loves fish has different hearts, so I will give you a hook.
"Tian Jia" Fan Song Chengda
Farming during the day, weaving at night, and the children in the village are in charge. Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.
Huayingsong sushi
On the platform of Yao, I made several phone calls but couldn't get through. In the evening when the sun went down, Hua Ying just retired, but the moon rose again and Hua Ying appeared again.
Poetry about children (3)
"Xugong Store in the New City" Song Yang Wanli
The fence is sparse, a path leads to the distance, and the petals on the tree fall, but the shade has not yet formed. The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.
Qingpingle Country Residence in Song Dynasty
The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass. When you are drunk, your voice is charming and your hair is white.
The eldest son is hoeing bean creek in the east, and the second son is knitting a chicken coop. He likes children scoundrels best, lying at the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers.
On Tang Bai Juyi
A child propped up the boat and secretly picked the white lotus back. He didn't know how to hide the trail. The duckweed on the water left a boat on the trail.
Village House is lofty and lofty.
In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.
Poetry about children (4)
"Seeing" clears Yuan Mei.
Cowboys ride on the backs of oxen, and songs echo in the forest. Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently.
Children's Fishing Tang
A child with unkempt hair and immature face is learning to fish by the river. He is sitting sideways in the grass, and his shadow is set off by weeds. Hearing the voice of passers-by, the child waved, afraid to disturb the fish and dare not respond to passers-by.
Mu Tong Huang Song Ting Jian
Riding an ox is far beyond a thousand villages, and the flute wind is obliquely separated from the dragon. How many Chang 'an fame and fortune guests, organ failure is not as good as jun.
Ornamental Fish Tang Bai Juyi
Like children fishing, walk around the pool and watch the fish swim. A person who loves fish has different hearts, so I will give you a hook.
"Tian Jia" Fan Song Chengda
Farming during the day, weaving at night, and the children in the village are in charge. Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.
Extended reading: a famous poem about children
Shepherd boy Tang Luyan
The grass shop is six or seven miles away from the field, and the flute makes the night wind three or four times. Come back from a full meal at dusk and lie in the moonlight without taking off your hemp fiber.
"Boat Crossing Anren" Song Yang Wanli
On a fishing boat, there are two children. They put away their bamboo poles, stopped their oars and sat on the boat. No wonder it didn't rain. They opened the umbrella. They didn't want to protect the rain, but wanted to use the umbrella as a sail to let the boat go forward.