Poems praising children

Poems praising children

1. Taking a nap in early summer·Part 1 Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty

The plums are left with sore teeth, and the bananas are divided into green and window screens.

I sleep without thoughts for a long time, watching children catching willow flowers.

2. The child makes ice, Yang Wanli, Song Dynasty

The child takes off the ice from the golden basin, and threads the colored silk through it to serve as a silver jade.

The sound of a jade chime made its way through the forest, and suddenly there was the sound of broken glass.

3. In the Mulberry Tea Tunnel Yang Wanli, Song Dynasty

When the weather is clear and the wind is dry, the grass is full of flowers, the embankment is full of water and the stream is full of water.

The boy is sleeping in Liu Yin, and a cow has eaten Liu Yinxi.

4. Sitting idle and taking a nap in early summer·Part 2 Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty

There is a half-bow of moss in the pine shade, and I want to read but am too lazy to open it.

Playing in the clear spring and scattering banana leaves, the children mistook the sound of rain.

5. Crossing Baisha, Song Dynasty Yang Wanli

Traveling east to west to Tianjin, Zhejiang Province, going back and forth at dusk and morning again.

Going ashore, holding the gun and pushing the child, waving to recognize the villagers from across the boat.

6. Returning to Hometown Occult Book by He Zhizhang of the Tang Dynasty

When a young boy left home and his elder brother returned home, his local pronunciation remained unchanged and his hair on his temples faded.

Children who don’t know each other laugh and ask where the guest is from

7. The village is in a clear and high-definition cauldron

The grass grows and the orioles fly in the February sky, and the embankments are brushed Willows are drunk with spring smoke.

The children came back early from school and were busy flying kites in the east wind.

8. Ye Shaoweng, Song Dynasty, as seen in the night book

The swaying Wu leaves send out the cold sound, and the autumn wind on the river stirs up the guest sentiment.

I know that there are children picking and knitting, and a light falls on the fence late at night.

9. Fish Watching by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

While strolling around the pond watching the fish swim, it was the time when the children were making fishing boats.

One kind of fish lover has a different heart. I will feed you and hook you.

10. Xihan Shaofu's visit, Tang Dynasty Hu Linngneng

Suddenly I heard that Mei Fu came to visit, and he came out of the thatched cottage with a lot of clothes on his face, smiling.

Children are not used to seeing carriages and horses, so they hide deep in the reed flowers.

11. Children's Fishing by Hu Lingneng

A child with a shaggy head is learning fishing, sitting sideways in the shadow of strawberry grass.

Passers-by asked me to wave, fearing that I would be frightened and ignored.

12. Poetry of a Shepherd Boy by Huang Tingjian of the Song Dynasty

Riding a bull far past the front village, the piccolo was playing across the long distance.

How many famous and wealthy people in Chang'an are not as good as you if they run out of agencies.

13. Evening in the Village, Song Dynasty, Lei Zhen

The pond is full of grass and water, and the setting sun soaks the mountains with cold ripples.

The shepherd boy returns and crosses the cow's back, playing the piccolo without any tune.

14. Pastoral Excitement in the Four Seasons Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty

Working in the fields during the day and raising hemp at night, the children of the village are responsible for their own affairs.

The children and grandchildren have not yet been raised to farm and weave, and they also learn to grow melons near the mulberry tree.

15. Qingpingle·Village Dwelling Song Xin Qiji

The eaves are low and the grass is green on the stream. When drunk, Wu Yin is very charming, but who is the old lady with gray hair?

The eldest child is hoeing beans to the east of the stream, while the middle child is weaving a chicken coop. The younger child is most fond of rogues, lying at the head of the stream peeling lotus pods.