Ancient poems about flying kites

Ancient poems about flying kites include: living in the village, poems about the wind and kites, watching children play on the village stream, flying kites, chanting kites to send land to Beijing, and so on.

1, village residence:

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.

Appreciation: In February of the lunar calendar, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and even the willows are intoxicated by the fog in this spring. The children finished school early, so they quickly put their kites high in the spring breeze. At this time, children are carefree and the pressure of academic competition is not so great. They can play at will, enjoy spring and enjoy the beautiful nature.

2. Poems of the Wind and Kites:

Wicker rubbing thread and cotton, rubbing enough to fly a kite. How much power can spring breeze disperse and take children to the sky?

Appreciation: The poet watched the children fly kites heartily, and the kites flew higher and higher. This is the power of the wind. I can't help but hope that every child can make use of his parents' training to get ahead like a kite. This is the poet's blessing and prayer as an elder.

3, "Guancun Children Playing in the Water":

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.

Appreciation: Children are always happy and enjoy their play time. As a well-read poet, Lu You said that he only needed to know a few words. Everything is just because of the knowledgeable and ambitious land tour, and now I am still at home.

4. Kite:

The sky collapses in autumn in Fang Jing, and the flying power is still weak. Like the breeze of trust, Bai Yunfei will eventually * * *.

Appreciation: Most of the time, we like flying kites in spring, and some people like flying kites in autumn. It's just that the kite is too weak to fly. If the breeze can be entrusted, it will fly to the white clouds with the wind. No matter how high a kite flies, it always depends on the wind. If there is no wind, it can't climb to the top, and it can't attract people to wait.

5, "Chanting Paper Kites to Send Land to Beijing":

A hundred feet of east wind danced with the kite and rang to the parting party for no reason. Life has no roots, but it is entrusted by fame.

Appreciation: When seeing friends off, I saw kites flying in the sky, with beautiful posture. Unconsciously, I have to part with my friends again. I can't help thinking that life, like this kite, has no roots. Kites fly by thread, while fame and fortune hold our thread.