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. ?
2. "Village Residence" [Qing] is high?
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. ?
3, "Qingpingle Village" [Song] Xin Qiji?
Mao Yan is low and small, green grass is drunk on the stream, Wu Yin is charming, and his hair is ugly. ?
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, "Su Xinshi Xugong Store" [Song] Yang Wanli?
The hedge is thin and deep, and the flowers at the head of the tree are not shaded.
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, "On the Pool" [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 through the trail.
And modern poetry:?
Childhood is a beautiful and indescribable word. ?
What it is, no one can tell.
Perhaps, it is a seed buried deep underground, waiting for sunshine and irrigation. ?
Perhaps, it is a blank sheet of paper, waiting for graffiti and writing.
Perhaps, it is a bunch of lilies inserted in a bottle, waiting for blooming and fragrance. ?
Maybe ... maybe ... childhood is so diverse and beautiful. ?
Childhood is waiting for us, waiting for more careful irrigation, waiting for more beautiful colors and more fragrant fragrance.
Childhood is waiting, waiting for us, and our childhood becomes beautiful in an instant …