Zhi Zi farmers and soldiers
Early in the morning, young children put the ice frozen all night on a plate and put it in their hands.
A jade chime rang through the forest, and suddenly a glass crackled.
Yang Wanli
Su Xinshi xugong branch
Plum sour teeth, banana green sieve.
I slept for a long time, thinking mercilessly, watching children catch willow branches.
Yuan Mei
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Cowboys ride on the backs of oxen, and songs echo in the forest.
Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently.
Bai Juyi
Chishang
A child propped up the boat and secretly picked the white lotus back.
Can't understand the hidden traces, duckweed blooms together.
High set
Cunju
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.
Mulberry Tea Tunnel (7) and Shepherd Boy in Anlefang;
In Mystery, when it is windy and rainy, the grass is full of flowers and the water is full of streams.
When a cow ate Liu Yinxi, the boy Liu Yin was sleeping.
Mu Tong Lv Yan
The grass shop is six or seven miles away from the field, and the flute makes the night wind three or four times.
Come back from a full meal at dusk and lie in the moonlight without taking off your hemp fiber.
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Song Yang Wanli
On a fishing boat, there are two children. They put away their bamboo poles, stopped their oars and sat on the boat.
No wonder it didn't rain. They opened the umbrella. They didn't want to protect the rain, but wanted to use the umbrella as a sail to let the boat go forward.
Qingpingle village house
The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass. Drunk Wu local drunk, gentle voice, white-haired old man who is it? 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.
Last/better/previous/last name
(Tang) Bai Juyi
A child propped up the boat and secretly picked the white lotus back.
Can't understand the hidden traces, duckweed blooms together.
The Wind and the Kite (I) Xu Wei
Wicker rubbing thread and cotton, rubbing enough to fly a kite.
How much power can spring breeze disperse and take children to the sky?
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Qing Yuan Mei
Cowboys ride on the backs of oxen, and songs echo in the forest.
Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently.
"Xugong Store in the New City" Song Yang Wanli
The fence is sparse, a path leads to the distance, and the petals on the tree fall, but the shade has not yet formed.
The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.
Children's Fishing Tang
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.
Mu Tong Huang Song Ting Jian
Riding an ox is far beyond a thousand villages, and the flute wind is obliquely separated from the dragon.
How many Chang 'an fame and fortune guests, organ failure is not as good as jun.
Huayingsong sushi
On the platform of Yao, I made several phone calls but couldn't get through.
In the evening when the sun went down, Hua Ying just retired, but the moon rose again and Hua Ying appeared again.
Get up in early summer
Plum sour teeth, banana green sieve.
Spring goes to summer, and the days are long and tired. After a nap, I feel depressed and watch the children play with catkins in the air.
"Tian Jia" Fan Song Chengda
Farming during the day, weaving at night, and the children in the village are in charge.
Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.
Gaoding village house
Grasshoppers fly in February,
The willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke.
The children came back from school early,
Dongfeng is busy, flying kites.
Back home, I wrote Tanghe Zhangzhi.
Young people leave home, old people come back,
The local accent has not changed.
The children don't know each other,
Where did the laughter come from?
Gubai
I didn't know the moon when I was young.
Call it a white jade plate.
I also doubt Yao Taijing,
Fly at the end of Qingyun.
2. Poems describing rural children
The shepherd boy rode an ox,
This song shook Lin Yue.
Trying to catch cicadas,
Shut up suddenly.
Children fishing
A unkempt little boy learned to bow,
Sit by the raspberry moss.
Passers-by ask and wave,
Frightened fish should not be surprised.
Qingming Festival
It rained a lot during my stay in Tomb-Sweeping Day.
Pedestrians on the road want to die.
Excuse me, where is the restaurant?
The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.
Su Xinshi xugong branch
Hedges are sparse and deep,
The flowers at the top of the tree are not shady.
The children chased Huang Die,
Looking for shelter in rape blossoms, but there is no trace.
3. 10 Poems about Children The children came back from school early and were busy flying kites in the east wind. -Gao Ding's "Country House"
The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again. -Yang Wanli's Su Xinshi Xugong Store
Cowboys ride on the backs of oxen, and songs echo in the forest. -Yuan Mei "See"
When I asked your students under a pine tree, "my teacher," he replied, "went to pick herbs." -Jia Dao's Parting Message/Sun Ge's Interview with Yang Jingshi.
A child propped up the boat and secretly picked the white lotus back. -Bai Juyi is on the pool
My favorite is my youngest son, who is lying in the grass, peeling the lotus just picked. -Xin Qiji's "Qingpingle Village Residence"
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. -Hu Lingneng's "Fishing Children"
Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees. -Fan Chengda's "Summer Village Miscellaneous Seven"
I know that children choose to promote weaving, and a lamp fell on the fence at night. -Ye Shaoweng's Night Book
I drank Dongpo in the evening and woke up drunk. It seemed like midnight when I came back. The child is short of breath. -Su Shi's "Linjiang Fairy, Drinking Dongpo at Night, Sobbing Up"
Cowherd's child sat on the cow's back and casually played the tune with piccolo. -Lei Zhen's "Country Night"
Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village. -Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day
For our boys and girls, poor little baby, too young to know where the capital is. -Du Fu's Moonlit Night
Plant trees that have been completed in ten years, as well as corn harvested that year, and give them to young people. -Yuan Haowen, "Man's full moon and heavy mountains have separated the world of mortals"
Spring goes to summer, and the days are long and tired. After a nap, I feel depressed and watch the children play with catkins in the air. -Yang Wanli's "Taking a nap in early summer"
Hearing the voice of passers-by, the child waved, afraid to disturb the fish and dare not respond to passers-by. -Hu Lingneng's "Fishing Children"
I hope it helps you.
4. Write 10 ancient children's poems. Village "Song Xin Qi Ji.
The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass.
When you are drunk, your voice is charming and your hair is white.
The eldest son is hoeing the ground in the east and west, and the second is knitting a chicken coop.
I like children and scoundrels best, lying on the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers.
Yuanbao Liu He Jasper is decorated as a tree high, hanging a moss tapestry for thousands of years. I wonder who cut the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
The hedges of Yang Wanli in Xugong Hall in the new city are scattered all the way, and the flowers on the trees 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. I saw Yuan Mei, a shepherd boy, riding a ox and singing loudly. Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently. The village lives in Gaoding grass, and in February, long warblers fly, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke. The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind. Back home, I wrote that Tanghe Zhang Zhi left home when he was young, and the local accent remained unchanged. Where do children come from when they meet strangers? In Cui Daorong, living in a stream is a question of who doesn't tie the boat outside the fence, and the spring breeze blows into the fishing bay. The child suspected villagers, but was anxious to go to Chai Men. Fan Chengda plows the fields during the day, and the children in the village mind their own business. Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees. Children Fishing Hu Lingneng Pengtou children learn to hang on nylon and sit aside with raspberries and moss. Passers-by waved at a distance for fear that the fish would not be surprised by Gulang's trip to the moon. When Li Bai was a child, he didn't know the moon, so he called it Bai Yupan. I suspect it is Yao's platform, flying in the sky.
5. Poems about rural children The children came back from school early and were busy flying kites in the east wind.
The baby propped up the boat and stole the white lotus back.
Children and grandchildren are not prepared to farm and weave, but also learn to plant melons in the shade of mulberry trees.
A unkempt little boy sat next to blackberries and moss and learned to draw a bow.
The children ran after Huang Die, flew into the cauliflower, but disappeared.
The shepherd boy rides an ox, and the song vibrates Lin Yue.
Children fishing in Hu Lingneng
A unkempt little boy learned to hang a ribbon and sat on the strawberry table next to him to reflect on himself.
Hearing the voice of passers-by, the child waved, afraid to disturb the fish and dare not respond to passers-by.
Yuan Mei seems to have seen it.
Cowboys ride on the backs of oxen, and songs echo in the forest.
Trying to catch cicadas, I suddenly closed my mouth.
Gaoding village house
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.