1, "Village Residence" Gao Ding
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.
In February of the lunar calendar, the grass around the village has gradually sprouted and grown, and orioles are flying around. Willow covered with long green branches, swaying in the wind, as if gently stroking the bank.
The evaporated water vapor between Shui Ze and vegetation condenses into smoke. Willow seems to be intoxicated with this beautiful scenery. After school, the children in the village hurried home and flew kites in the blue sky when the east wind blew.
2, "Kite" high article
The quiet string rings blue at night, and the palace merchants believe in the wind.
Vaguely like a song, you can hear it, but you can't tune it with the wind.
As night fell, all was silent, and suddenly I heard the sound of kite strings fluttering in the blue sky. The poet listened to the whistle of the kite, as if it were an intermittent tune, and he could barely hear it, but the kite was not satisfactory, and the tune changed with the urgency of the evening breeze.
3, "Paper Kite" Kou Zhun
The sky collapses in autumn in Fang Jing, and the flying power is still weak.
Like the breeze of trust, Bai Yunfei will eventually * * *.
Who made a paper kite to make the distant scenery more spectacular, as if the tricks of disrespecting birds were not enough. (Kite) Only the thread is blown away by the wind, and the fool looks up.
Bixiao should be unlikely to arrive, and he will feel comfortable to break the rope once in a while. Before the whirlwind rolled up, the vast sea was far away. (kite) laughs at the difficulty of taking off like Dapeng.
4, "Guancun Children Playing in the Water" 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 stumbled towards the middle of the lake, and paper kites were full of 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 taxes and labor, and hard work does not require envy of princes and nobles.
5. Xu Wei, the poem of the wind and the kite.
Jiangbei Jiangnan is low and neat, and the long line is short and high.
Spring breeze has no credentials since ancient times, only one rider plays the flute.
The children found wicker and white catkins to make cotton thread, and they began to make long lines to fly kites. How hard does it take for the spring breeze to send kites into the sky? I also hope that the cultivation of elders can bring children to the top of Qingyun.