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.
A bamboo pole is indispensable to the story of childhood. One end of the bamboo pole is tied with a long rope, and the bait falling into the water carries the ardent expectation of snack goods.
Mulberry tea is in the tunnel
Song Yang Wanli
In Mystery, when it is windy and rainy, the grass is full of flowers and the water is full of streams.
A boy sleeps in the shade, and a cow eats in the shade.
It should be a piece of cake to let the cows run away than to be caught fighting with parents and stealing peaches from neighbors at school.
Su Xinshi xugong shop
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.
Close contact with nature, butterflies, wild flowers and mountain springs ... is the magic weapon for eternal victory.
What do 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.
People who grow up will give things all kinds of meanings. But for children, cicadas are cicadas, and I want to catch them and play with them.
The summer resort is a jumble.
Fan Song Chengda
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.
"Also learn to plant melons in mulberry shade", it turns out that the childhood of our ancestors is also so story-telling.
On the swimming 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 on the trail.
When I was a child, I always thought I was smart, secretly disobeying adults' orders, but I didn't know how to cover up my "crimes." Stupid, that's all.