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.
Children go fishing. 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.
See. 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.
Living in a stream is the most important thing. cui daorong
Whoever doesn't tie the boat outside the fence, the spring breeze will blow into the fishing bay. The child suspected villagers, but was anxious to go to Chai Men.
The four seasons are idyllic. Fan Chengda
Farming during the day, good performance at night, 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.
Gu hung up. li po
When I was young, I didn't know the bright moon in the sky, so I called it Bai Yupan. I suspect it is Yao's platform, flying in the sky.