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.
2. "Ship Crossing Anren"
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.
3. Qingpingle Villagers' Residence
Song Xin qi Ji
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.
4. Children fishing
Don Hu Lingneng
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.
5. Country house
Qinggaoding
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.
6. Su Xinshi Xugong Store
Song Yang Wanli
The hedge is sparse and deep, and the branches end in shade.
The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.
7. "What you see"
Qingyuanmei
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.
8. Shepherd boy
Huang Songting 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.
2. Poems about children: 1 "Su Xincheng Xugong Store" 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.
2, "Qingpingle Village Residence" 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.
3, "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.
4. The towering tripod of "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.
5. See "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.
6. "Children 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.
7. "The Shepherd Boy" Huang Song listens to 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.
8. "Ornamental Fish" Tang Bai Juyi
Like children fishing, walk around the pool and watch the fish swim.
A person who loves fish has different hearts, so I will give you a hook.
9, "Tian Jia" Song Fan 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.
10, 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.
3. What are the poems about children?
I know that children choose to promote weaving, and a lamp fell on the fence at night.
Ye Shaoweng (Song Dynasty)-"What I saw in the night book"
2.
The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.
Gaoding (Qing Dynasty)-Rural Residence
3.
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 (Tang Dynasty)-Children Fishing
4.
On a fishing boat, there are two children. They put away their bamboo poles, stopped their oars and sat on the boat.
Yang Wanli (Song Dynasty) —— Zhou Du An Ren
5.
A child propped up the boat and secretly picked the white lotus back.
Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty)-Chishang
4. Ancient poems about children 1, village residence
Qing dynasty ~ gaoding
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.
2. Su Xinshi Xugong Store
Song Dynasty ~ 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.
3, "what you see in the night book"
Song Dynasty ~ Ye Shaoweng
The rustling leaves send the cold sound, and the autumn wind moves the guests on the river.
I know that children choose to promote weaving, and a lamp fell on the fence at night.
4. "Look"
Qing Dynasty ~ 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.
5. Children go fishing
Tang Dynasty ~ Hu Lingneng
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.
6. At the swimming pool
Tang dynasty ~ 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.
7. Tianjiayuan Day
Tang Dynasty ~ Meng Haoran
Bucket handle of the Big Dipper turned to the east last night and got up again this morning.
I am forty years old. Although I have no official position, I am worried about farming.
A farmer working in a field full of mulberry trees is carrying a hoe and working with a shepherd boy.
Tian said that this year's climate is abundant.
8. A farmhouse by the Weihe River
Tang dynasty ~ Wang Wei
Sunset shines on the market, and cattle and sheep go home along the path.
A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy.
There are whistling pheasants? Full ears of wheat, sleeping silkworms and peeled mulberry leaves.
Jojo and Fu Tian greet each other cordially.
No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! .
9. "Nanling does not want children to go to Beijing"
Tang dynasty ~ Li Bai
When I came back from the mountain, the liquor was maturing, and the yellow chicken grew fat in the autumn of grain.
Calling the boys to stew yellow chicken for me, the children shouted my cotton cloth with a smile.
Qing Qing Shuang sang drunk to comfort, drunk dancing won the glory in autumn and dusk.
The king of great powers struggled for a long time and rushed to the ground to catch up.
Quidditch's fool looked down on poor Zhu Maichen, and now I have left my hometown to go to Chang 'an and go to Qin in the west.
I went out with a big smile. How can I be a person who has lived in the wild for a long time?
10, the third part of Three Songs of Qiangzhai
Tang Dynasty ~ Du Fu
The chickens are crowing and the guests are beating.
Drive the chicken to the tree, and only then can you hear the sound of chopping wood.
Four or five elders asked me about my long trip.
Every hand is lifted, and mud and sand are falling.
Don't say that the wine tastes weak, and there is no cultivation in the millet field.
The war has not stopped, and the children have already marched eastward.
Please sing an old song for your father and feel sorry for your hardships!
After singing, I sighed and cried.
Tip:
Realistically convey children's good feelings, good wishes and interesting feelings, so as to arouse the emotional power of young readers.
5. What are the ancient poems describing children's activities? "Children Fishing" In the Tang Dynasty, unkempt children in Hu Lingneng learned to hold onto silk tightly and sit beside raspberries and moss.
Hearing the voice of passers-by, the child waved, afraid to disturb the fish and dare not respond to passers-by. "Young Children Make Ice" Yang Wanli In the Song Dynasty, young children's gold pots were deiced, and colored silk was worn as a silver Zheng.
Tap the ice gently, the sound of wood passing through the forest. When the viewer is absorbed in the sound of wood, he suddenly hears another sound-the sound of ice falling to the ground, such as the sound of broken glass. "Boat Crossing Anren" Song Yang Wanli picked up a boat and two children stopped on it.
Stranger students are speechless with umbrellas, not this, but the wind. "New Town Xugong Store" Yang Wanli was sparsely hedged all the way in the Song Dynasty, and the trees were 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. "Little baby punting on the pool" Bai Juyi punted in the Tang Dynasty and stole back the White Lotus Sect.
He didn't know how to hide the trail. The duckweed on the water left a boat through the trail. "Village Residence" was set high in the Qing Dynasty, the grass grew long and the warblers flew in February, and the willows on the embankment were drunk with spring smoke.
The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind. "What I See" is just a shepherd boy riding a yellow ox in Qing Dynasty, and his song is trembling with Lin Yue.
Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently. Take a nap in early summer In Song Dynasty, Yang Wanli and Li Zi had soft teeth, and bananas were divided into green screens.
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. "Flower Shadow" Su Shi's "Song" overlaps on the Yao stage, and several calls can't be swept away.
Just cleaned up by the sun, also called the bright moon to send the future. "Qingming" Du Mu During the Qingming period in the Tang Dynasty, there were many rains, and pedestrians on the road wanted to break their souls.
Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village. "Watching Fish" Bai Juyi strolled by the pond in the Tang Dynasty and watched the fish swim, just like a child fishing.
A person who loves fish has different hearts, so I will give you a hook. "The shepherd boy/the shepherd boy should ring the bell and the weak Weng" In Lv Yan in the Tang Dynasty, the grass shop was six or seven miles away from the field, and the flute sounded three or four times in the evening breeze.
Come back from a full meal at dusk and lie in the moonlight without taking off your hemp fiber.
6. Poems about children: green shoots, green shoots, young people say, "Develop yourself!" Pale flowers, and the young man said, "contribute yourself!" " The crimson fruit said to the young man, "sacrifice yourself!" " "Little Brother and Kitten" Ke Yan I have a little brother at home. /He is both clever and naughty. /He climbs high and low every day. /His face is covered with mud.
/Mom told him to wash his face,/Pretending not to hear him run; /Dad looked at him with a mirror./He closed his eyes and giggled. /Sister brought a Xiaohua Mall,/Clapped her paws and licked her fur,/Her eyes narrowed. "Great, great, great,/Who will play with me and hug me?" /My brother held out his little black hand,/The kitten jumped back hurriedly,/The beard pursed its head and shook it,/"Oh, no! Too dirty, too dirty, I don't want it! " /Sister laughed,/Mom and Dad frowned,/Little brother was ashamed:/"Mom! Mom! Give me a bath! " The Moon Liu Ruomin The moon in the sky is round and round. /It looks like a jade plate in the sea.
/A group of fish swam over,/The jade plate broke into two or three pieces. /The fish ran away in fear,/all the way to the rock.
/Looking back,/The moon is still round. Cicada (Author: Lin): Cicada's songs are very nice,/but they won't be sung until summer; /They like praise/Golden sunshine.
Cicada's songs are very nice,/but only like to sing in trees; So, in summer,/trees become/singing umbrellas. In front of the window, a lilac stood on tiptoe and walked into the thick green yard. We planted a lilac in front of the teacher's window.
Teacher, teacher, let its green branches and leaves extend into your window and accompany you every night. Listen, listen, the green leaves rustle in the wind. That's why we sing to you to help you relieve a lot of fatigue.
You see, you see, the small flowers full of trees are our smiling faces. Thank you for always supporting us. It's late at night and the stars are sleepy. Teacher, put down the lesson plan quickly and let the flowers float into your dream. That dream must be sweet and fragrant.
(Original "New Teenager" 1985No. 18) You took me to the author: You took me to the blue one, and you collected everything I wanted, whether it was mountain flowers or tender grass, whether it was stones or leaves. You jump over every ditch lightly, and spring leaves your shadow; You climb every small slope, just like jumping on the roof of your house.
I heard birds singing and saw their colorful wings through the cracks in the green leaves. You tell me the names of many birds and sing their songs for me. I want to catch the fruit, and it will be in your hand at once. You are afraid that the fruit will bite my hand and wrap it in leaves.
Let me ask you, why does that tree on the top of the mountain look like an old man? You said because it grows in crevices all the year round; Let me ask you-what flower is that with tears in its eyes? You said it was a blue flower, smiling in the spring sunshine. What about the wind? Sleep in Shan Ye's arms; What if it rains? Fall in Shan Ye's heart; What about the tramp in those days? Everyone has a warm home; What about winter? Long gone.
No matter Shan Ye's present or past, you are familiar with everything in Shan Ye; Everything here seems to be yours, your birds, your blue sky and your land. I looked at the spring water in Shan Ye, as if looking at your innocent eyes; Yuan Ye, full of mountain flowers, is like your splendid colorful clothes.
We are in Shan Ye, playing and chasing. Ah, it's like being on your kang, it's like being in your yard ... I was walking alone in the Woods, and my ears were filled with many faint mysterious and wonderful voices. Green camphor leaves are breathing gently, and young bamboo shoots emerge silently in the center of the earth like countless mushrooms, like white umbrellas. My mother once told us that their names were swan bacteria, and larks jumped from branch to branch like notes. The song is sweet and charming, the dew is shining and slipping quietly, and the mist is as soft as white gauze. The whole nature is like a music. The Woods in spring are the harp of life. They are playing wonderful music and poems, which gently hit my 14-year-old heart full of fantasy. In early summer, I went to sleep, and Song Yang Wanli's plum blossoms splashed her teeth, and the banana trees covered the screen window. 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.
I miss my hometown Haitang Song Yang Wanli's hometown. Today, Haitang blooms and dreams of entering Jiangxi Jinxiu Pile. At this time, although spring returns, everything is thriving, but people are old; Swallows fly back every year after offering sacrifices to the land god.
Spring is like a piece of green and white, not heavy and light weather, it is the scene of Chu Qing; In this spring, catkins will fly and fall. But this beautiful spring scenery can't be eaten, so let poetry attract it to Qiong Yao's jade cup.
Miss the hometown begonia song Yang Wanli Bamboo Pavilion, don't walk alone. Early spring is warm, willow leaves sprout and dance in the wind, which is more charming; Flowers bloom in the sun, shadows dance and rise dimly.
After a rain-eroded garden, the road is cleaner and deeper; Birds just flying out of the nest are more cheerful, and crows crow one after another, which is sweet and entertaining. The scenery here is very beautiful, but unfortunately there are few plump and beautiful begonia flowers; Begonia, a native of that hometown, lived two cold foods and disappeared.
Reading Yan Ziling's Biography of Yang Wanli in Song Dynasty and How to Make up for Han Zhongxing, there is a cool breeze as cold as ice. Send my aunt to Ding Han early, where there is Yanling! In the Song Dynasty, Yangcun Yangwanli Stone Bridge was crowded on both sides, and horses in each village were like rivers.
Liu Yang Yin Zhongxin Hotel, a small fishing boat under the grape trellis. Red and white flowers are close to water, sky blue and yellow.
Zheng er's peace is still in the way. Why don't you work hard, back in the game? Song Yang Wanli, who lives in eastern Zhejiang and Jiangxi, added a few strands of silk to the mirror. Flowers fall six times to sparse information, and the month is thousands of miles away.
Du Li should not turn over the whale sea, but should enjoy the phoenix gathering in Longtan. Tao is Fan Chuan's frivolous killing, which makes thousands of families compare to thousands of poems.
Yang Wanli, who was injured in the Spring and Song Dynasties, intended to have fun this spring, but he still wasted an east wind. If you don't get presbyopia every year, you won't get sick if you are anxious.
Night wind song Yang Wanli Night wind is not allowed to distinguish the breeze, but it is allowed to hang heavy curtains on the ground. The sunset in Ye Ping is not covered by mountains, and the west window is red until the moon comes.
In the evening breeze, Yang Wanli was slightly warm in the evening, and the evening breeze was arrogant and overbearing. Why are you angry when you are cold? There will be frost in the future.
Play pen Song Yang Wanli wild chrysanthemum wild moss each casting money, resplendent and beautiful; God gives money to poor poets, only to buy sorrow and not to buy fields. Living in early summer, taking a nap, Song Yang Wan Li Mei has soft teeth of folic acid, and banana is divided into green window screens; 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 eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves sunny and soft. The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.
After all, the scenery of the West Lake in June is different from that at four o'clock. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
Yang Wanli's wicker brush is a hundred feet away from the silver pool, and it is only yellow. Wicker can not be dipped in water, but the willow shadow in the water guides him to grow.
7. Poems about children In February, the grass grows and the 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. Qing Dynasty: Gaoyun's Rural Residence
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. Qing Dynasty: Yu Yue
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. Five Dynasties: Hu Lingneng
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. Sleeping in Early Summer 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. Song Yang Wanli.
During the day, weeding in the fields and rubbing hemp thread at home at night, the men and women in the village took on all the housework. Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees. Song Fan Chengda's Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous Interest
When I asked your students under a pine tree, "my teacher," he replied, "went to pick herbs." However, through these clouds, how can I know which corner of the mountain it is facing? . Tangjiadao
Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. Dondum
Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed. When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from. Tang He Zhang Zhi
The eldest son hoes the beans and streams, and the second son weaves a chicken coop. I like children and scoundrels best, lying on the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers. Qingpingle in Miracle, Song Xin
8. Poetry about children 1 "Su Xincheng Xugong Store" Song Yang Wanli hedges are sparse all the way, and 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. 2, "Qingpingle Village" Song Xin Seven-level Mao Yan is short and small, and the river is covered with green grass.
When you are drunk, your voice is charming and your hair is white. The eldest son is hoeing bean creek in the east, and the second son is knitting a chicken coop. He likes children scoundrels best, lying at the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers.
3, "On the Pool" Tang Xiaowa punted and stole the white lotus back. He didn't know how to hide the trail. The duckweed on the water left a boat through the trail.
4. "Village Residence" stands tall and straight, the grass grows in February, 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.
5, "See" Qingyuan Mei Shepherd is riding a yellow cow and singing a song that shakes Lin Yue. Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently.
6. "Child Fishing" Tang, a boy with gray hair, learned to hang a bow and sat by the raspberry moss. Hearing the voice of passers-by, the child waved, afraid to disturb the fish and dare not respond to passers-by.
7. "The Shepherd Boy" Huang Songting rode the ox far beyond the former village, and the flute wind was heard for a long time. How many Chang 'an fame and fortune guests, organ failure is not as good as jun.
8. "Fish Watching" Don walked by the pool and watched the fish swim around, just like a child fishing. A person who loves fish has different hearts, so I will give you a hook.
9. "Tianjia" Song Fancheng plowed the fields during the day and made hemp at night, and the children in the village were in charge. Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.
10, "Huaying" Song Sushi overlapped on the Yaotai, and I couldn't get away after several calls. In the evening when the sun went down, Hua Ying just retired, but the moon rose again and Hua Ying appeared again.