Write poems about the taste of life.

(Tang) Bai Juyi

A child propped up the boat and secretly picked the white lotus back.

Can't understand the hidden traces, duckweed blooms together.

The Wind and the Kite (I) Xu Wei

Wicker, filler and cotton,

Rub enough to fly a kite.

How much power the spring breeze has dissipated,

Take your children to the sky.

find

Qing Yuan Mei

The shepherd boy (1) rides a yellow cow.

Song Zhen ② Lin Yue ③.

Want to catch cicadas,

Shut up suddenly.

"Xugong Store in the New City" 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.

Village House is lofty and lofty.

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.

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.