1, children make ice
Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli
Early in the morning, young children put the ice frozen all night on a plate and put it in their hands.
Tap the ice gently, the sound of wood passing through the forest. When the viewer is absorbed in the sound of wood, he suddenly hears another sound-the sound of ice falling to the ground, such as the sound of broken glass.
Children get up in the morning, scoop out ice from a copper basin that has become solid ice, and use colored threads to wear them as kites. Knocking and running in the forest with ice like a silver gong, suddenly the ice gong broke and fell to the ground, which sounded like a beautiful jade.
2. Country night
Song Dynasty: Lei Zhen
In a pond full of grass, the water is full of water, and the mountains cover the waves.
Cowherd's child sat on the cow's back and casually played the tune with piccolo.
In a pond full of grass, the pond is full of water, and the sunset in the mountains drowns the water waves. The shepherd boy sat on the back of the cow and played tuneless music with piccolo at will.
3. Young girls' words
Tang Dynasty: Shi Jianwu
The little girl is only six years old. I don't know whether she is clever or clumsy.
In front of the main hall at night, scholars worship the new moon.
The little girl is only six years old and can't tell the difference between cleverness and stupidity. Before the evening purlin, learn to worship the new moon.
4. Grazing vertically
Tang Dynasty: Cui Daorong
The shepherd boy dressed up deliberately in a raincoat and a straw hat.
When grazing, lying on the back of cattle playing piccolo, Niu Geng blowing his head by the river.
The shepherd boy wears hemp fiber and a hat, and he deliberately puts on airs 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.
5. The children in Guancun are playing on the stream.
Song dynasty: Lu you
After the rain, the stream leveled the bank and looked at the children in the village to 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.
After the rain, the stream overflowed the bank, almost flush with it. Come to see the children in the village and thank God for coming to Chuqing in the evening. Some rode bamboo horses and stumbled into the mud pit, some flew kites, and kites flew wildly in the wind.
I studied with my teacher for three months in winter and went home to work with my father and brother in busy farming season. Literacy can barely cope with tax labor, and envy princes and nobles does not need to study hard.