结束一天的工作疲累，周末在家歇息，不想瘫软在沙发里虚度时光，于是思索着写点什么。

忽然想起周五那天是儿童节，小至朋友圈的一句节日祝福，大至商场门口斑斓的彩色氢气球，仿佛全世界都在欢度儿童节。

六一儿童节本是给还在幼儿期的孩子们准备的节日，所幸，现在已经没有太多人去计较儿童节究竟给谁过了，只要有一颗童心，还留有童真的心愿和甜蜜的幻想，即便早已为人父母，即便白发苍苍，也可以跟随身边的孩子，添一份节日的欢乐。

赤子的世界澄澈而透明，孩子的心轻灵又纯净。我想，那些能够敏锐地捕捉到生活中的童趣的人，一定是幸福的吧。

真怀念那些童趣满满的童年时光，可以无所顾忌地在草丛里“拾破烂”，在茶园里吃蜜枣，看奶奶摘新叶，在上学路上看蝴蝶飞舞，误了上学的时间。

回忆里的幸福感总被无限放大，于是寻见四首关于“童趣”的古诗词，在笔墨间重温美好。

After working hard at the end of the day and resting at home on weekends, she didn't want to spend time on the sofa, thinking about writing something.

Suddenly remembered that Friday was Children's Day, a small holiday to the circle of friends, as large as the colorful balloon at the door of the mall, as if the whole world is celebrating Children's Day.

Children's Day is a festival for children who are still in their early childhood. Fortunately, there are not many people who have ever considered whether or not Children's Day has ever been given to anyone. If there is a childlike innocence, they still have the innocence and sweet wishes of children. Fantasy, even if already parents, even with white hair, you can follow the children around and add a festive joy.

The child's world is clear and transparent, and the child's heart is light and pure. I think people who can keenly capture the childlike interest in life must be happy.

I really miss those children's childhood moments. I can scrupulously “pick up” in the bushes, eat candied dates in the tea garden, see grandma picking new leaves, watch the butterflies fly on the school road, and miss school time.

The sense of well-being in the memories was always infinitely enlarged, so he searched for four ancient poems about “childlike interest” and relived their beauty in the brushstrokes.