Poems about children s lives 20

In ancient China, there were many poems describing children, and their language was concise and vivid, shaping the various demeanors of children. The author has selected a few poems from the common books such as "Three Hundred Tang Poems", "All Tang Poems", and "Zijia Poems" for readers.

The Tang Dynasty poet He Zhizhang wrote in "Returning to the Hometown Puppet Book": "When the young leave home and the eldest returns, the hometown accent has not changed, and the sideburns have declined. When children don't know each other, they smile and ask where do they come from?

The whole poem is only twenty-eight words, but it paints a beautiful picture for us. The author lived in the guest land for a long time and returned home, but the children in his hometown did not know him, so they smiled and asked him if he was a guest of **. These children are childish, lively, polite, and very cute.

Cui Daorong, also in the Tang Dynasty, wrote: "Whoever doesn't tie a boat outside the fence, the spring breeze blows into the fishing bay." The child suspected that there were villagers and rushed to Chaimen but closed it.

The Little Poem "The Creek Dwelling is the Thing" depicts an interesting story by the stream in a fishing village in spring. Outside the fence, I don't know whose boat forgot to tie the cable, and was blown into the fishing bay by the gentle spring breeze. The little boy who was fishing by the water's edge, not knowing the truth, mistakenly thought that there was a visitor, so he hurriedly put down the fishing rod in his hand, and hurriedly ran to the door to report the news, wanting to open the wooden door to greet him, but closed the door in the chaos.

The poet writes a series of movements of the child into the poem, which seems to be easy and natural, but also lifelike, vividly depicting the hospitable nature of rural children.

Rural children are not only hospitable, but also hardworking. The Song Dynasty poet Fan Chengda wrote in one of the pastoral poems "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous": "The day is out to plow the fields and the night is hemp, and the children of the village are in charge of their own homes."

The children and grandchildren have not solved the problem of farming and weaving, and they also learn to grow melons in Sangyin. "This is a description of the intense labor in the countryside in the summer. "Village children" refer to adult farmers, and "children" are children.

Although children in the countryside do not know how to plough the fields and weave cloth, when they see adults weeding and rubbing twine, they also learn to grow melons under the mulberry branches.

Not only do the children learn to grow melons, they also learn to fish. The Tang Dynasty poet Hu Lingneng wrote in "Children's Fishing": "The unkempt child learns to weep, and sits on the side of the berry moss.

Passers-by beckoned by asking Yao, and they were so frightened that they were shocked. "You see, how naughty and cute this "unkempt" and "side-sitting" little guy is, afraid that the fish will not bite the hook, and even passers-by will not give the road, although it is "learning to hang Lun", but it is full of seriousness! The poet writes by hand, as if it takes no effort, but in fact, the effort is very deep and the poetry is also very strong.

The Song Dynasty poet Yang Wanli is also a master of writing about children's innocence and cuteness, and his "Xu Gongdian in Suxin City" has this description: "The fence is sparse and the path is deep, and the branches and flowers fall into the shade." The children hurriedly chased the yellow butterflies and flew into the cauliflower and were nowhere to be found.

The poet first shows us a picture of late spring and early summer. Then a child jumped out of the picture who was "hurrying to chase the yellow butterfly". The yellow butterfly was chased in a hurry, and suddenly disappeared in the cauliflower.

This is the end of the poem, but we can imagine how the running child suddenly stood still and looked around in the cauliflower field.

It can be seen that ancient poets are not only good at observation, but also good at using the pen, recording a dull scene, which gives magical power. Not only is it written in a novel way, but it also creates a variety of cute children's images.

Children's fishing (Hu Lingneng).

The head of the canopy is childish, and the berry moss is reflected on the side.

Passers-by beckoned by asking Yao, and they were so frightened that they were shocked.

Village, Qing] Gao Ding.

The grass grows and the warbler flies in the February sky, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke.

The children returned early from school and were busy releasing paper kites in the east wind.

Notes】 Village: Living in a rural area.

Willow on the embankment: The willow branches are very long, hanging down, swaying slightly, as if caressing the embankment.

Drunk: Intoxicated, intoxicated.

Dismissal: Dismissal.

Paper Kite: Kite: Eagle. Paper Kite: Kite.

Inscription] The author of "Village Dwelling" is the Qing Dynasty poet Gao Ding. The poem describes the scene of spring that the poet saw when he lived in the countryside and the scene of children flying kites after school. In early spring and February, the grass grows and the warbler flies, the willows blow the embankment, and the children are enthusiastic about the local kites.

There are scenes, people and things, full of life interest, outlining a vibrant "happy spring picture". The whole poem reveals the poet's joy and praise for the coming of spring.

In the second lunar month, the grass in front of and behind the village gradually sprouts and grows, and the yellow warbler flies around. The willows, draped in long green branches, swayed in the wind, as if gently caressing the embankment. The vapor that evaporated between the water and the grass and trees condensed like smoke.

The willows seemed to be enchanted by the beautiful scenery. After school, the children in the village did not delay along the way, and went home early, so they hurriedly took advantage of the strong east wind to fly the kite into the blue sky.

Appreciation] "Village House" depicts a picture of children flying kites on the grass next to the village in spring. It is a picture of rural life full of vitality and spring, which is fused with natural scenery and moving figures. After reading this poem, we seem to have enjoyed the beautiful spring scenery with the poet, and share the joy of the children flying kites.

The first sentence writes about time and natural scenes. In early spring and February, the grass grows tender green buds, and the yellow warbler flies in the sky, singing happily. The long branches of the willows beside the embankment gently brushed the ground, as if they were swaying drunk in the spring smoke.

The second sentence is about character activities. The children came back early from school and took advantage of the east wind to fly kites. Children, the east wind, paper kites, the people and things selected by the poet add some vitality and hope to the beautiful spring.

The cherries are delicious and the trees are planted, and if you want to enjoy happiness, you can open the canal, tie the rope around your waist and beat the brazing, and the mountains and rivers will come from the earthquake.

The water of the Red Flag Canal enters the field, the seedlings grow green and gorgeous, a power station is built in the tomb of the head, every family turns on the electric lights, the sun goes down, the electric door is opened, and the radio tube is sung.

Running all over the subway cows, everyone laughs, sweetness comes from bitterness, and red flowers bloom year after year.

The children returned early from school and were busy releasing paper kites in the east wind.

Song] Yang Wanli.

The plum leaves sour soft teeth, and the plantain is divided into green and window screens.

The day is long and sleeps ruthlessly, and watches children catch willow flowers.

Qing] Gao Ding. The grass grows and the warbler flies in the February sky, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke.

The children returned early from school and were busy releasing paper kites in the east wind.

Tang] Cui Daorong.

Outside the fence, who does not tie the boat, the spring breeze blows into the fishing bay.

The child suspected that there were villagers and rushed to Chaimen but closed it.

Song] Huang Tingjian.

Riding a bull is far past the former village, and the flute wind is obliquely separated from Longwen.

How many Chang'an fame and fortune customers, the organs are not as good as you.

Tang] Yu Hu. The Ba girl rides a bull and sings bamboo branches, and when the lotus silk water chestnut leaves are near the river.

Don't worry about the mistake of returning home at dusk, remember the banana out of the hibiscus fence.

Song] Yang Wanli.

The hedge is sparse and deep, and the flowers on the trees have not become shaded.

The children hurriedly chased the yellow butterflies and flew into the cauliflower and were nowhere to be found.

Don Hu Lingneng.

The unkempt child learns to hang Lun, and sits on the side of the berry moss.

Passers-by beckoned by asking Yao, and they were so frightened that they were shocked.

Don He Zhizhang.

The young and the eldest left home, and the hometown voice did not change and the sideburns urged.

When children don't know each other, they smile and ask where do they come from?

Don Bai Juyi.

The little baby propped up the dinghy and secretly picked the white lotus.

I don't understand the hidden traces, and the duckweed opens together.

Don Bai Juyi.

Walking around the pond to watch the fish swim is just as children are fishing boats.

A kind of love fish has different hearts, and I will give you a hook.

Don Wezhuang. Seeing that people were dumb at the beginning, they refused to sleep in the car.

A night of coquettishness, for the suspicion of less clothes.

Tang] Cui Daorong.

Outside the fence, who does not tie the boat, the spring breeze blows into the fishing bay.

The child suspected that there were villagers and rushed to Chaimen but closed it.

Song Su Shi. overlapping and stacking on the yaotai, several times the child could not return.

was just cleaned up by the sun, but he taught the bright moon to send it to the future.

Song Fan Chengda.

The fields are ploughed during the day and the horses are harvested at night, and the children of the village are in charge of their own homes.

The children and grandchildren have not solved the problem of farming and weaving, and they also learn to grow melons in Sangyin.

Song] Yang Wanli.

When the wind and rain are dry, the grass is full of flowers, the embankment is full of water, and the stream is full.

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

Song] Yang Wanli.

The plum leaves sour soft teeth, and the plantain is divided into green and window screens.

The day is long and sleeps ruthlessly, and watches children catch willow flowers.

Qing] Gao Ding. The grass grows and the warbler flies in the February sky, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke.

The children returned early from school and were busy releasing paper kites in the east wind.

Qing Yuan Mei. The shepherd boy rode the ox, and the song vibrated the forest.

Intending to catch the cicada, he suddenly closed his mouth.

Song] Huang Tingjian.

Riding a bull is far past the former village, and the flute wind is obliquely separated from Longwen.

Hello, there are many ancient poems that describe children's interesting stories, so here are a few more classic.

The first song is Xin Qiji's "Qingping Le Village House", which describes the last sentence of the children's interesting story: "I like the children's scoundrel the most, and the brook is lying on the lotus tree", which describes the interesting story of the child peeling the lotus pod lying on his stomach by the stream.

The second poem is Yang Wanli's "Xu Gongdian in Suxin City", which is also the last sentence, which describes the interesting story of children catching butterflies: "Children hurriedly chased yellow butterflies, flew into cauliflower and nowhere to be found." ”

The third song is Bai Juyi's "On the Pond", which describes a child secretly picking a few white lotus flowers home on a small boat: "The little baby supports the boat and secretly picks the white lotus." I don't understand the hidden traces, and the duckweed opens together. ”

There are also Yang Wanli's "Boat Over Anren", Hu Lingneng's "Children's Fishing", Yuan Mei's "What I See", Fan Chengda's "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous (Its Thirty-one)" and so on, the subject can take a look on the Internet, I hope this article will help the subject!

Daddy's Snoring is like a little train on the mountain, and it reminds me of the beautiful forest. Dad's snoring and chanting were always intermittent, making me worry that the fire would derail the car. Hey? Daddy's snoring.

1. "Shoes".

When it comes to shoes, the most important thing is maintenance.

I bought ** and bought perfume, because only in this way can the owner wear it beautifully.

Shoes, I love to go shopping, and while walking, there are always new and interesting things to attract it.

However, the most important thing for shoes is maintenance.

2. "The Great Sea".

The big sea, the blue sea, is like a cloudless sky.

Blue sky as well. I want to.

Towards a boat, swoop in, and follow the waves on a trip.

Find a few. Colored pearls, that way, I will.

Let's become a small fish.

3, "Wind" For the wind, the most important thing is the game. Cocktails.

Competing with geese and swifts, winning one game after another, gradually, a pair of scuds were practiced.

I love to run because of the wind, which is probably the cause of tornadoes and typhoons.

However, the most important thing for the wind is the game.

4, "Air".

There is air no matter what, and in addition to air, there is air.

In the small bubbles of the waves, in the clouds in the sky, in the smile of the grass in spring, in the sparkling eyes of the flowers in midsummer.

When thunder, the air is at the ear of lightning.

Whisper to it.

After the rain, the air carries a rainbow.

Look at the vibrant earth.

But why, my eyes can't see it all the time?

Perhaps, the air has been stealthily.

Slipped into my muffled body.