Poems about childhood 1. Poetry about children

Poetry about children

1.

I know that children choose to promote weaving, and a lamp fell on the fence at night.

Ye Shaoweng (Song Dynasty)-"What I saw in the night book"

2.

The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.

Gaoding (Qing Dynasty)-Rural Residence

3.

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.

Hu Lingneng (Tang Dynasty)-Children Fishing

4.

On a fishing boat, there are two children. They put away their bamboo poles, stopped their oars and sat on the boat.

Yang Wanli (Song Dynasty) —— Zhou Du An Ren

5.

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

Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty)-Chishang

2. What are the poems with "children"

1. Children 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.

2. "Su Xinshi Xugong Store" 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.

3. Song Xin Qiji's "Qingpingle Villagers' Residence"

The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass.

When you are drunk, your voice is charming and your hair is white.

The eldest son is hoeing the ground in the east and west, and the second is knitting a chicken coop.

I like children and scoundrels best, lying on the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers.

4. The village houses are towering.

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.

5. "Shepherd Boy" Huang Song Ting Jian

Riding an ox is far beyond a thousand villages, and the flute wind is obliquely separated from the dragon.

How many Chang 'an fame and fortune guests, organ failure is not as good as jun.

Children: 2-3 years old children. Refers to early childhood.

Article: Children aged three or four to seven (female) and eight (male) (article, short hair that naturally hangs over the head of ancient children).

Total Angle: Teenagers aged eight (female), nine (male) to fourteen (ancient children cut their hair in half and tied it in a knot at the top of their heads like two horns, so they are called' total angle' and' total angle').

Cardamom: 13 to 15 years old (Cardamom is a plant that blooms in early summer, and it is not yet midsummer, which means that people are still underage, so it is called "cardamom").

A bunch of hair: the man is fifteen years old. At the age of fifteen, the man will dissolve the original two horns and tie them into a bun. )

3. Poems describing nostalgia for childhood

Jiangchengzi → Qinguan

The willow in Xicheng is soft in spring, moving away from sorrow, and tears are hard to collect. I still remember my feelings. I once went back to the boat for the department. On Bi Ye Zhu Qiao's Day, people disappeared and the water ran out.

Young people don't stay for teenagers, but when do they rest? When the flying catkins are falling, when they climb the stairs, they burst into tears and worry a lot.

Hedges are sparse and deep,

The flowers at the top of the tree are not shady.

The children chased Huang Die,

Flying into cauliflower is nowhere to be found.

Jiangchengzi sushi

The old lady talks about juvenile madness, with yellow on the left and pale on the right. Golden hats, minks, furs, and thousands of riders rolled up by Hiraoka were all rewarded.

The whole city followed the satrap and shot tigers to see Sun Lang.

I drank wine, my mind was broadened, my courage was more heroic, and my sideburns were slightly white. Why not? When will Feng Tang be sent to the clouds? Wan Hui

Carve a bow like a full moon, look northwest and shoot Sirius.

Young people leave home, old people come back,

The local accent hasn't changed, Cui.

The children don't know each other,

Where did the laughter come from?

Time: Northern Song Dynasty

Author: Li Qingzhao

Works: like a dream.

Content:

I often think of dusk by the river.

Drunk, I don't know the way back

After having a good time, we rowed home.

Mistaken into the depths of lotus root.

Fight for crossing, fight for crossing,

Starts up a pool of seagulls and herons.

Long song line/long song line

Han Yuefu poems

The sunflower in the green garden,

Morning dew waiting for the sun

Yangchun budeze,

Everything gives birth to brilliance.

I am often afraid of autumn festivals.

The leaves of yellow flowers are rotting.

From the east to the sea,

When will you go back to the west?

If you are young and don't work hard,

The boss is very sad.

The ugly slave book on Boshan Road

Xin Qiji

Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the floor.

Now that I know the taste of sadness, I want to talk about it. I want to talk about it, but it's a cool autumn.

4. Modern poems describing childhood.

The cicada on the banyan tree by the pond in childhood is crying loudly. In summer, only butterflies stop on the swing beside the playground. The teacher's chalk is still creaking on the blackboard. There is everything in the childhood welfare club, just a game of waiting for class and waiting for school. There is not a dime in the pocket. Zhuge Shiro and the Magic Party, who grabbed the sword? Why haven't the boys in the next class passed by my window yet? The first childhood in comics always waits until you go to bed to know that you have only done a little homework, and always waits until you finish the exam to know that you have never read an inch. Teacher Jin said that an inch of time is an inch of gold, and no one knows why the sun always goes down to the other side of the mountain. No one can tell me whether there are immortals in the mountains. Many days, I always face the sky alone. Stay so curious, so fantasize about such a lonely childhood. Dragonflies are flying in the sun, and green rice fields, watercolors, crayons and kaleidoscopes can't be painted. When will the rainbow grow up like a senior classmate's mature face? Looking forward to the holiday, looking forward to growing up, day after day, looking forward to growing up, dreaming of childhood. I once asked the clever star, and I once asked the kind moon. How long is the road to dreams? I once asked the affectionate earth, the warm sun, how long the dream road is. Childhood is a newborn green leaf, a budding bud, a blue sky and a beautiful dream. I once asked the clever star, and I once asked the kind moon. How long is the road to dreams? I once asked the affectionate earth and the warm sun. How long is the road to dreams? Childhood is a newborn green leaf, a budding bud, a blue sky and a beautiful dream. I once asked the clever stars and the kind moon. How long is the road to dreams? I once asked the affectionate earth, the warm sun, the clever stars and the kind moon. I once asked the affectionate earth, the warm sun, how long the dream road is. Childhood is a newborn green leaf, a budding bud, a blue sky and a beautiful dream. I once asked the clever star, and I once asked the kind moon. How long is the road to dreams? I once asked the affectionate earth and the warm sun. How long is the road to dreams? Childhood is a newborn green leaf, a budding bud, a blue sky and a beautiful dream. I once asked the clever stars and the kind moon. How long is the road to dreams? I have asked the passionate earth, and I have asked the warm sun. How long is the road to dreams? The night rain is light smoke, dreamy and blurred. People are also confused. The stars are shining in the sky, and the mountains and rivers are full of vitality and beautiful. Old things are presented in the outline of childhood. The years are ruthless, silently bidding farewell to the past, and the spring breeze is clean and flawless. Confidence is firm and endless, just like the innocent life in the past with a cheerful smile, the sky is like a bird flying and the sunset is looking for it. It is called the fragrance of flowers floating in the wind, and the sentence "My mother played with me in bed all night, playing coquetry, ambiguous and psychedelic, fluttering, laughing, flying in the sky, learning birds, the sunset, flashing red light, and the outline of childhood images all presents a piece of heartfelt wishes. Fortunately, the girl has no worries, no hatred, naive and happy, silently thinking of her mother. When will she return to her arms? I met you in my hometown before dawn, and you and I will always be soul mates. When can I see you again in your hometown? I will miss you once every night before dawn. When I was a child, I went to the building in pairs with you. When do you want me to pick flowers for you? When can I go to the building with you again? Every time I see wild flowers, I think of you. When I was a child, I would fight with you for a long time and want to climb the moon. You said you wanted me to hang my heart in the sky. When can I fight with you again and fly to the stars and the moon? Every time I see the stars, I think of you. When I was young, I carved my heart into a flower tree with you. You said I was obsessed with seeing when I could walk to the flower tree with you again and see if these two hearts would always face each other. You have known each other since childhood, and how much happiness I shared with you is just a bosom friend. It is easy to share you with each other every day, but it is not easy to share happiness with you. Love is always in your heart. If you have troubles or difficulties, you should help each other side by side. I haven't forgotten. I wish you the same, encourage each other and share happiness with you every day.

5. lament the beautiful ancient poems of childhood

Chang 'an Youth Travel Service

Dynasty: Tang Dynasty

Author: Li Kuo

Original text:

Golden purple boy lang, riding around the street lightly. From the left lieutenant general, the official belongs to Youchunfang.

Just wearing a Yangzhou hat, re-smelling the exotic fragrance. Hang a whip and walk away, and come and go to apricot orchards.

You can't wander around chasing frivolous companions. Get off the horse hunting and change your jersey.

Looking for flowers at dawn, spring breeze brings wine home. There is no day or night in the brothel, and there is little rest time for singing and dancing.

Spring is shining, you get enough sleep and enjoy the years. Put the whitebait bag upside down and follow the golden calf cart.

I also brought new wine and drank Qujiang flowers. After several invasions, Jin Wu was sent back to China.

It is better than the long night, and the morning candle is full of buildings. Leave people to watch their feet and bet on horses to change their heads.

The music never stopped, and the cup tour never stopped. Always sneer at the distance, strangers have spring worries.

Travel with prostitutes and dress up as men. A glass of wine meets flowers and a bunch of horses blow.

The warbler's voice urges the song to be urgent, and the spring scenery is returned late. Don't smell the drums in the street, wait for the bright moon to move.

You can only enjoy spring if you win. Can the mansion come back? Run if you are unhappy. How crazy you are.

The singer steps on the sun, and the words swallow the curtain and fly. Women will only be jealous of each other and will not get drunk.

The halberd gate has been closed for several days, and it is bitter to drink and cherish spring. Unlock new customers and teach jiqu intoxicating.

Song Qian came from Bhutto Yin Hong with a white horse. Promise from generation to generation, and you will live up to it.

On the new year's hall, there is light at the beginning. Yuyan arranges square belts, and Jinyan stands in battle clothes.

Here's the deep bowl of wine, Ma Fei. For the next person, Xiang Jie is in a good mood.

Ride around the city and follow her on the bus. Listen to the song blowing upstairs and watch the warbler flowers outside the curtain.

Happy eyes come from people, afraid of the sun. The pale head goes to report, and the drinking partner goes to the host's house.

The little woman taught the parrot to get drunk. The dog sleeps in the jade hairpin, and the eagle rings the golden bell.

The garden is full of flowers and red mud is used to entertain guests. Although I have played this song for a long time, I won't listen to it unless I drink.

Teenagers, called young men in ancient times, refer to children between the ages of eleven or twelve and fourteen or five, which is equivalent to junior high school education. Teenagers are relative to the elderly, and they are called the age between childhood and youth and people of this age. Teenagers can also be divided into men and women.

6. lament the beautiful ancient poems of childhood.

1. "I heard it for the first time, and the proofreading showed the three skills of the same official."

Song Su Zhe

Reading is still a teenager, and thousands of books shows his belly.

I want to spend half my life in vain, and I won the school book lang this year.

Chung Shan Man, a hundred small towns, is ashamed of Mr. Smirny.

Japonica rice, such as Li Yun jujube, is mature, so it will be added to the rice for a period of time.

Muddy mud tastes less after illness, and it is no fun when you are old.

When I left, I felt lonely and empty, so I didn't want to write new poems.

2. "Bodhisattva now recalls Jiangnan music."

Five Dynasties Wei Zhaung

Now I recall the benefits of Jiangnan, when the wind was young, the spring clothes were floating and the manners were graceful. I rode my horse in Damascus and leaned against the bridge. The women on the ground were conquered by my heroism.

The boudoir barrier twists and turns, setting off the deep, which is where I am intoxicated. Now if I can be like that again, I won't want to come back until I'm old.

3. Hong Feiqiong in the sky

Song Xin qi Ji

Flying in the sky, Joan is thinner than human feelings after all. Also cross, Yulong returns, and thousands of flowers shake down. Clouds break through the forest and add a far hole, and the moon is near the corner. I still remember the young man stepping on Han Road and holding Dong Guo.

Singing frozen geese and laughing at hungry magpies. People are old, and joy is still yesterday. For Qiong Yao and your entertainment. I like being fascinated by distance, but I'm still far from it. When the lambs are finished, Yangzhou Crane will invite them to make tea.

4. Changsha Qinyuanchun

Mao Zedong

Independent cold autumn, Xiangjiang River north, Orange Island.

You see the mountains and plains, and the layers of forests are all dyed;

The river is full of water, and hundreds of people compete for the flow.

The eagle hits the sky, the fish is shallow,

All kinds of frost fight for freedom.

Lonely, ask the boundless earth, who is in charge of ups and downs?

Took 100 couples on a trip,

Recalling the past, the years are thick.

Just a classmate and teenager, in full bloom;

Scholar spirit, Fang Qiu.

Guide the direction, inspire words,

Shit is Wan Huhou.

Remember, when the midstream hit the water, the waves stopped the speedboat!

5. Ugly slaves

Song Xin qi Ji

Teenagers don't know the taste of sadness,

Love the floor, love the floor,

Worried about adding new words.

Now I know what it's like to be sad,

Say it if you want.

But it is a cool autumn.

7. Ancient poems describing children

(1) The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.

-Gao Ding's "Village Residence" in the Qing Dynasty (2) Knowing that children are picking and promoting weaving, a lamp falls on the fence at night. -Song Dynasty Ye Shaoweng's "What I See in the Night Book" (3) The shepherd boy rides a cow and sings Lin Yue.

-What I See by Yuan Mei in Qing Dynasty (4) The baby propped up the boat and stole the white lotus. -Bai Juyi's "The Story of the Pool" in the Tang Dynasty (5) A unkempt teenager learned to hold on to nylon and sit by the blackberry and moss.

-Hu Lingneng's Children Fishing in the Tang Dynasty (6) A fishing boat with two children on board. -Yang Wanli's "Zhou Du An Ren" in the Song Dynasty (7) Planting wood for ten years and growing grain for one year are all paid to children.

-Yuan Haowen of the Jin Dynasty asked, "The moon is full of mountains and hills across the red dust." The children scrambled to catch up with Huang Die, but the cauliflower was nowhere to be found. -Yang Wanli's "New City Xugong Store" in the Song Dynasty (9) The shepherd boy returns to the back of the cow, and the piccolo plays without a cavity.

-Lei Zhen's "Village Night" (10) In the Song Dynasty, the boy solved the song of everlasting regret, and Hu Er could play the pipa. -"Hanging Bai Juyi" by Li Chen in the Tang Dynasty.

8. Poems describing nostalgia for childhood

Jiangchengzi → Qin Guanxi City Liu Lingchun is soft, moving away from sorrow, tears are hard to collect. I still remember my feelings. I once went back to the boat for the department. On Bi Ye Zhu Qiao's Day, people disappeared and the water ran out. Shao Hua doesn't stay for teenagers, but hates you. When will it stop? As soon as the flying catkins fall, the flowers climb the stairs, and the river is full of tears and worries. Hedges are sparse all the way, and the top of the tree is not shaded. The children scrambled to chase Huang Die and flew into the cauliflower, but there was nowhere to be found. Su Shi, Jiang's old father-in-law, talked about juvenile madness, holding yellow on the left and blue on the right, wearing a gold hat and mink, riding a thousand horses to level the mountain. In order to repay the whole city, he followed the satrap and beat the tiger. When will Feng Tang be sent to the clouds? Bow like a full moon, look northwest and shoot Sirius. Young people leave home and old people return, and the local accent has not changed. Cui, when children meet strangers, they always smile and ask where the guests are from. Time: Northern Song Author: Li Qingzhao Works: Like a Dream Content: I always remember the sunset in Xiting, and I don't know where to go. In the evening, I returned to the boat and strayed into the depths of the lotus. I struggled to get through, and I climbed up a beach of seagulls and herons. I am singing a long song, and I am waiting for the sunshine to shine. I'm always afraid that autumn festivals will come. Young people don't work hard, but the boss is sad. The ugly slave Shuboshan Road, Xin Qiji, a teenager, doesn't know the taste of sorrow and falls in love with the building. He fell in love with the dance floor and said he was worried about saying new words. Now he knows the taste of sadness and wants to talk, but he wants to talk, but it is a cool autumn.