Poetry about herding cattle

I saw Yuan Mei

a shepherd boy riding a yellow ox, singing loudly.

He wanted to catch cicadas, but suddenly he kept silent.

It rained in Qingming Festival

People on the road wanted to kill themselves.

Excuse me, where is the restaurant?

The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

Hunting horses and bringing birds home.

I don't know each other, and Long song is pregnant with Wei.

On the evening of the village, Lei Zhen

The pond is full of grass and water,

The sunset on the hill is cold.

The shepherd boy returns to cross the cow's back,

The piccolo blows without a cavity.

I just thought of four songs.