What are the poems about flying kites?

1, I have food to cook, kites and bamboo horses to look after the children. However, the official is not horizontal, that is, when singing and dancing in the village. Lu you's interest in spring

2, the text is difficult to sleep, and the name is not enough. When you are old, you will know the way to be happy. Kites and bamboo horses will play with you. Lu You's Book of Village Residence

3. Rainy brook sweeps the embankment flat, watching the village children Xie Yat-sen, bamboo horses rushing to Nao, kites domineering, and the wind whistling. In the third winter, I temporarily learned from Confucian scholars and practiced from my parents. Literacy is roughly equivalent to paying tribute, so you don't have to work hard for your officials. Lu You's Watching Village Children Play on the Stream

4, more than two minutes in the spring, cold food for countless days. Dense leaves turned into flowers, and swallows were hastily added to the nest. The kite winds up worrying about the wind, and the horse lifts the mud to enjoy the rain. Unfortunately, this year's decline is even worse, and the pale face is not drunk. Lu You's Landscape and Pastoral Poems

5. Jishan is still green for thousands of years, and I am a fishing boat. Guateng is fragrant, and fish scales are near the sunset. Look at horses from elders and fly kites from children. You should not call this man a fairy because of his leisure. Lu You's title is Di Bi.

6. Last night, it was clear autumn on the river, and the fishing gate was facing Weizhoutai. Keep the world hungry and admire the ancients more and more. The kite has been untied in the wind for a long time, and it will be very sad to sacrifice the remaining pigs. Reluctantly listen to the autumn rain, leaving the new cool into the glass. Lu You's New Autumn Feelings

7, the door is clear, the horses and chariots are already noisy. Willow leaves are forbidden to shelter from wind and rain, and wall flowers are exposed. To whom to praise the beautiful scenery, only sigh the fleeting time. Don't fly too high, look back at the kite. Luo Yin's Cold Food Festival Out of the East Early

8, modality is natural, pink cheeks are fresh. When a stranger sees you at first sight, his first language is more pity. His arms are as fat as a donkey, and his skin is softer than cotton. When the head grows, it can cover the forehead, and the angle gradually decreases. Lu Deyan's Children's Poetry

9. The paper in Jiangbei and Jiangnan is neat, with long lines and short heights. Spring breeze has no credentials since ancient times, only one rider plays the flute. Xu Wei's Poems on Wind and Kite

10, sky blue and autumn in Fang Jing, flying force is still weak. Like the breeze of trust, Bai Yunfei will eventually * * *. Kou Zhun's Kite

1 1, the arc is driving Tunxi Cloud steadily, and many children admire the frequency. Half a paper is your own, and a little competition is with others. The sound is relaxed, the sky is blue, the east wind is clear and the shadow is far away. Who says he has no wings? Look back and hold high the world of mortals. Xie Zongke's paper kite

12, 140-day snack, Bailang River Smelting Tour. Paper Yang's son Dang Yuxin arrived. Guo Lin's Ci of Zhi Zhu in Wei County

13, the exhaust fan must have started to make trouble, and the power comes from a trace. The sky is like an ear, but it scares the sun and clouds. Han Yuanji's paper kite

14, if the longitudinal wheel doesn't roll too low, the snipe will fly back when it is high. The faint wisp can't help but pull down the switch, the kite will break and the cloud will return. Shi Jujian's kite

15, relying only on a clear sky, naturally there is a chance. Don't wait for the wind to rise, and the palace merchants should not be worse than before. Hu Kui's Kite

16, I like to take a boat trip and fly a kite lightly in the wind. High-five silk wheels, fight up and down, and look back at the sky for a while. Ma Zhen traveled to the West Lake in spring.

17, the kite sticks to the clear sky, and the flywheel winds. The east wind hides wildly and turns proudly. When you climb the cloud, politics is happy, and when you fall to the ground, you suddenly have resentment. Children don't know this, and eventually they will fall in love with each other. Jue Yuan's poems on the boat

18, Xilong was sent to the ends of the earth by long distance, and it was put in our hands vertically. Paper paste didn't care about it, but it was broken by the strong wind and broke at the ends of the earth. I can't accept it, but I can't see him again. Who knows where he lives? Anonymous Poems of Daffodils and Kites

19, the paper-cut shape is cold and cold, which often depends on the sadness and joy of the child. Occasionally rely on the breeze, but ask others to look back. Fang Fangpei's Ode to the Paper Kite

20. There is no mud on the snowy road of Tianjie, and there will be no mud on the bridge of Turbid River. Who knows that the spring breeze has no strength, and the paper kites cluster up the garden wall west. Gu's Spring on the River Bridge

2 1, ancient pagodas and pavilions are inserted into the sky, and the sunset clouds are around the building. The east wind warmed the new Hebei, and someone put a kite. Gui Maoyi's Night Watch