Poems about happy childhood 1. Poems about happy childhood
Hu Lingneng, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote in Child Fishing: "A boy with unkempt hair learned to hang a bow and sit beside blackberries and moss. Passers-by use the topic to play, waving far away, not afraid of fish. "
Yang Wanli, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote in Xugongdian, a new town: "The hedges are sparse all the way, and the flowers on the branches are shaded. The children are scrambling to catch up with Huang Die, and cauliflower is nowhere to be found. "
In the Tang Dynasty, Cui Daorong wrote in "Living in a Creek for Things": "Whoever doesn't tie the boat outside the fence, the spring breeze blows into the fishing bay. I suspect that there are villagers and I am anxious to go to Chai Men. "
See by Yuan Mei in Qing Dynasty: "The shepherd boy rides an ox, and the music vibrates Lin Yue. I tried to catch cicadas and suddenly closed my mouth. "
Bai Juyi, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, reflected the other side of children in his poem "On the Pool": "The little doll punted and stole the white lotus back. The hidden traces are incomprehensible, and the duckweeds bloom together. "
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In February, the grass is tall and the grass is long, 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.
Yan Lu's Shepherd Boy: "The grass shop is six or seven miles away from the field, and the flute makes the evening wind ring three or four times. After returning to dinner at dusk, don't undress and lie in the moonlight. "
Yang Wanli's "A Fish with One Leaf and Two Children" stopped on the boat. It's strange to play an umbrella when it doesn't rain. It's not to cover your head but to make wind. "
Li Bai's Young Don't Know the Moon is called Bai Panyu. I also suspect that Yao Taijing is flying at the end of Qingyun Mountain. "
2. Ancient poems about happy childhood
Hu Lingneng, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote in Child Fishing: "A boy with unkempt hair learned to hang a bow and sit beside blackberries and moss.
Hearing the voice of passers-by, the child waved, afraid to disturb the fish and dare not respond to passers-by. "The Tang Dynasty poet Yang Wanli's" New Town Xugongdian "has such a description:" The hedge is sparse and deep, and the flowers on 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. "In the Tang Dynasty, Cui Daorong wrote in" Living in a Stream for Work ":"Who doesn't tie the boat outside the hedge and the spring breeze blows into the fishing bay.
The child suspected villagers, but was anxious to go to Chai Men. Qingyuan mei's "See": "The shepherd boy rides an ox and sings Lin Yue.
Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently. Bai Juyi, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, reflected the other side of children in his poem "On the Pool": "The little doll punted and stole the white lotus back.
He didn't know how to hide the trail. The duckweed on the water left a boat on the trail. "In the village, the grass grows in February 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. Yan Lu's Shepherd Boy: "The grass shop is six or seven miles away from the field, and the flute makes the evening wind ring three or four times.
Come back from a full meal at dusk and lie in the moonlight without taking off your hemp fiber. Yang Wanli's one-leaf fishing boat, with two children, stopped on the boat with a pole.
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. "Li Bai" did not know the moon when he was a child, and it was called Bai Yupan.
I suspect it is Yao's platform, flying in the sky. "。
3. Poems and songs about happy childhood
Childhood (poetry)
In the warm sunshine
The cuckoo is laughing.
Yang Qian's hand trembled in the wind.
Childish songs
Wandering in the running water
Happy years just flow by.
In the green birch forest
With the whisper of insects
White dandelions give off beautiful flower caps.
A happy companion
Running in the wind
The intoxicating time jumps like this.
By the gurgling stream.
Accompanied by the frolicking of fish
Oily aquatic plants sway with soft and lovely lines.
give a loud scream
The trouble of cutting through the sky
The happiness of childhood just walked away silently.
We hold the raindrops of childhood together with our hearts,
Together, we use our hands to keep the wind of childhood.
We want our childhood to live in the fields in spring.
Can last forever.
White clouds are our happy past,
The richness of lakes is our true feeling.
What's stirring in the air,
This is our dewdrop laughter.
Envy us? White clouds and blue sky.
Jealous of us? Breeze and raindrops.
We were deeply moved by the glory of this childhood.
A wonderful childhood. A wonderful childhood.
Poetry in 2000
I read your shadow in my dream.
Poems and songs of childhood reverberated in my heart.
Sunshine is a gentle, gentle and pure season.
A candy can make you happy for a long time.
Have you ever thought about it?
When I was a child, I looked at you and me in the blue sky outside the window.
You and I used to play in flowers and green leaves.
I can't see my childhood when I grow up.
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In the warm sunshine
The cuckoo is laughing.
Yang Qian's hand is shaking with the wind.
Childish songs
Wandering in the running water
Happy years just flow by.
In the green birch forest
With the whisper of insects
White dandelions give off beautiful flower caps.
A happy companion
Running in the wind
The intoxicating time jumps like this.
By the gurgling stream.
Accompanied by the frolicking of fish
Oily aquatic plants sway with soft and lovely lines.
give a loud scream
The trouble of cutting through the sky
The happiness of childhood just walked away silently.
It's already a lot.
4. Poems describing happy childhood
Yang Wanli, who lives in the Xugong store in the new city, has sparse hedges all the way, and the flowers on 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. Children Fishing Hu Lingneng Pond Pengtou Children learn to hold onto nylon tightly and sit beside raspberries and moss.
Passers-by waved at a distance for fear that the fish would be frightened. Xin Qiji's "Qingpingle Village Residence" has low eaves and green grass on the stream. 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. I saw the Qing shepherd boy in Yuan Meili riding a yellow cow and singing loudly.
Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently. "On the Pool" [Tang] Bai Juyi's little baby punted and stole the white lotus back.
Duckweed couldn't understand the trace of hiding, so she opened the grass shop of Shepherd Boy [Tang] and walked six or seven miles across the field. The flute played three or four times in the evening breeze. Come back for dinner at dusk and lie in the moonlight without taking off the hemp fiber.
5. What poems describe a happy childhood?
1 ode to the four sages of economy. Zheng (a work for the sake of)
Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
Fancy children, rich doors. Fortunately, it is inherited by our ancestors and enlightened early.
I didn't learn it when I was a child. I'm a meat eater. Is there a lack of scholars in the forest and no one recommends Supreme?
Gong Zhengshi, Huozi Anqiu Fan. Selling medicine at the same price, writing books is full of words.
Rest yin without evil wood, drink water to clear the source. I am so cheap that I can't talk about people.
2 "Gift to Cen Langzhong"
Tang Dynasty: Yung Hong
When I was a child, I recited several poems by a doctor. The smoke in the four seas is still wide,
Ten years of soul and dream. Although I see the disease in a cloud, I hate following the trend.
There are no people who study poetry in the world, so they don't look for poetry.
3 "Send Shami to Visit Five Stations"
Tang Dynasty: Jiao Ran
When I was a child, I was law-abiding and my family background was Confucian. Learn from each other and enjoy the coolness of traveling thousands of miles.
Clouds return to Longtan dark, wood falls to geese. The elders should ask each other and pass them on to Xiangzuzhou.
4 "yaoyu only served Jane Bao to join the army"
Tang Dynasty: Wei Yan
When I was a child in Huangzhou, I thought about you and Hou. Without any achievements,
Two springs were thrown into the surging water. Songs and poems are all over the sky, and flutes are playing in the new pavilion.
The bosom friend depends on the Ministry of Water Resources, and the villagers are now in Dongshan.
5 "Send away Mr. Cui, the employee, and take a photo of the ambassador of Zhongcheng Silla"
Tang Dynasty: Dou Chang
The emperor asked Haidong to be a special envoy and left for a long time. Distinguish between the two sides, and state-owned financiers.
The book thanked Shen Enzhong, leaving Huan as a limited contribution. Whale waves are hot with the wind, and the first sail is oblique.
Night is hidden in fire, and autumn is alone. Comfort is a metaphor, and loyalty is flawless.
Beautiful childhood with bun, fragrant flowers with hairpin. Then I entered with Chen, and it was in China.
6. Ancient poems about childhood
★ Ancient poems about childhood:
Children's 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.
A trip to Gulangyu [Tang] Li Bai
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.
The village house is high [clear]
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.
Qing Ping Le Cun Ju [Song] Xin Qiji
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.
My favorite is my youngest son, who is lying in the grass, peeling the lotus just picked.
Su Xinshi Xugong Store [Song] Yang Wanli
The hedge is thin and deep, and the flowers at the head of the tree 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.
On 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.
[Ming] 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.
"Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous" [Song] Fan 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.
Shepherd Boy [Don] Lv Yan
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.
7. Poems and songs describing childhood.
Tong qu Shen fu
When I was a child, I could open my eyes to the sun and observe autumn in detail. When I see a little thing, I have to check its texture carefully, so I sometimes look for fun outside of things.
In summer, mosquitoes turn thunder, and privately plan to let a group of cranes dance in the air. If you want it, you will have a thousand, and if you want it, you will have a crane. Look up, Xiang Qiang. Mosquitoes stay in the tent and smoke, making them fly towards the smoke, making them look like white cranes in Qingyun, like cranes in the clouds, and happy.
I often crouch in the concave and convex parts of the earth wall, in the grass on the flower platform, so that it is flush with the platform; If you look closely, you can feel at ease when you wander around with bushes as forests, insects and ants as beasts, convex soil and gravel as hills and concave soil as valleys.
One day, I saw two insects fighting in the grass. When I watched it, it was in full swing. Suddenly, a monster came down from the mountain and fell from the tree, covering a frog. My tongue spit out and both worms swallowed it. I was young and lost in thought, but I was surprised. God decided to catch frogs, whip dozens and drive them out of the hospital.
Chishang
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.
Yang Wanli, Su Xinshi Xugong Store
The hedge is thin and deep, and the flowers at the head of the tree are not shaded.
The children ran after Huang Die, flew into the cauliflower, but disappeared.
Gaoding country 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.
Qingpingle. Rural residence
Xin Qiji
The eaves are low and small,
Green grass by the stream.
Drunk and charming,
Who has white hair?
The big-eared hoe fights west and east,
Zhong Er is knitting a chicken coop.
I like children and scoundrels best,
Lying on the stream peeling lotus flowers.
Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous Song Xing Fan 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.
Li Bai in Tang Dynasty
When I was young, I didn't know the bright moon in the sky, so I called it Bai Yupan.
I also suspect that Yao Taijing is flying beyond the white clouds.
Immortals drop their feet, and osmanthus trees form a group.
The white rabbit smashed the medicine and asked who to eat with.
The white rabbit is not an old panacea. Can you tell me who eats it?
Toads eat the full moon, the moon, the moon is so dark, I don't know.
After Yi shot nine suns, the paradise on earth was clear and peaceful.
No matter how worried you are, sadness will destroy your heart.
"-yuan mei see:
The shepherd boy rode an ox,
This song shook Lin Yue.
Trying to catch cicadas,
Shut up suddenly.