Grasshoppers fly in February,
The willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke.
The children came back from school early,
Fly a kite in the east wind.
Su Xinshi Xugong Branch (Yang Wanli)
Hedges are sparse and deep,
The flowers on the top of the tree are not shaded.
The children chased Huang Die,
Flying into cauliflower is nowhere to be found.
Don] Hu Lingneng
Children fishing
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.
[Song] Xin Qiji
Qingpingle villager ju
Mao Yan is low and small, with green grass.
When you are drunk, your voice is charming and your hair is white.
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.
I like children and scoundrels best, lying on the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers.
To a wild child
-Don Wei Zhuang
I admire your ignorance and wildness. I scratch my head and laugh at people.
Riding an ox at dusk, I would like to ask Minister Zhongxing.
Shepherd boy
-Tang Qichan
Cows can ride freely, and spring breeze and Mao Mao rain can fly freely.
Among the green hills and grass, there is a flute and a hemp fiber.
Sing at sunrise and clap your hands at the moon.
Who is like you? Nothing, nothing.
Watch the children playing on the stream in the village.
-Song Luyou
After the rain, the stream leveled the bank and looked at the children in the village to thank yat sen villa.
Bamboo and horses gallop, kites are 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.
Pastoral ci
-Zhang Tang Ji
Cattle are driven far away, and the grass around the village is dense. The hungry bird pecked the cow's back and prevented me from playing with my head. Into the vicious grass, many cows spread out and sang to the reeds when they were white. Blowing leaves across the embankment should be accompanied by three or four whips. "Niu Niu eats grass and doesn't touch each other, and the lawsuit is broken!"
Pastoral ci
-Don Li She
In the morning, go to herd cattle, and the cattle will go to Jiangwan. Go to herd cattle at night and drive cattle in the village. Walking in the rain-covered Woods, folding and lying on the green grass, singing a little song. The waist is full of short arrows of basil, and I am no longer afraid of tigers biting my calves.