Poems about the Beginning of Summer solar term

Poems of the Beginning of Summer 1

1: "Recalling the Brothers of the Capital on the Beginning of Summer" by Wei Yingwu

Change the order to read Fangchen, and the tired days will last forever.

The summer trees have formed shade, and the public gate is quiet during the day.

The long wind begins to float in the pavilion, and the clouds pile up over the mountains.

When you think about the people who live away from you, you should also cherish the scenery.

2: "The Rhyme of Sitting as a Guest in the Summer in the Mountains" by Wen Suixiang

Returning to the Quanshi Country, the sun and the moon meet Xiweng.

The summer atmosphere is heavy at the bottom of the abyss, and everything is in spring.

Singing till the clouds are black, drinking lightly is better than the red skirt.

The sound of strings is good, and the world is relieved from the wind.

3: "The Beginning of Summer" Song Fang Hui

My house faces Ziyang Mountain, so it is appropriate to add several more houses to the south.

Eighty-eighth of a hundred years have passed, and all I have to do is stay idle and have nothing to do.

4: "Summer in the Pavilion" by Gao Pian, a poet of the Tang Dynasty

Beginning of Summer

Summer is long in the shade of green trees, and the towers are reflected in the pond.

The water flows through the curtains, the breeze rises, and the roses fill the courtyard with fragrance.

5: "Summer Drought and Bitter Heat" by Song Dynasty poet Wang Ling

The breeze is unable to kill the heat, and the setting sun flies up the mountain.

People who are trapped are already afraid that the rivers and seas will overtake the sky, so why not hesitate to dry up the rivers and rivers?

6: "Liao Liang" Qin Guan, a poet of the Song Dynasty

He came to pursue Liu Wailiang with his armour, and drew a bridge leaning against the Hu bed on the south bank.

The moon is bright, the boat flutes are rising, the wind is still in the pond, and the lotus flowers are fragrant.

7: "Chasing the Cold on a Summer Night" by Yang Wanli, a poet of the Song Dynasty

The heat at night is still the same as the heat at noon, and the moon is bright when I open the door.

Where the bamboos are deep and the trees are humming with insects, there is sometimes a slight coolness, just the wind.

8: "The Summer Pavilion is Huai Xin Da" by Tang Dynasty poet Meng Haoran

The mountain light suddenly sets in the west, and the moon in the pond gradually rises in the east.

Enjoy the evening coolness, open the pavilion and lie down in the open space.

The lotus breeze brings fragrance, and the bamboo dew drops make a clear sound.

I sing and play the harp in my clothes, but I hate that I don’t know how to appreciate the music.

Feeling nostalgic for my old friend, I am tired of my dreams in the middle of the night.

9: "The Meaning of Summer" by Su Shunqin, a poet of the Song Dynasty

The summer scenery in the other courtyard is clear, and the pomegranates are blooming all over the curtain.

The shade of the trees is all over the ground at noon, and I hear the sound of a wandering warbler in my dream. Poems about the Lixia solar term 2

Recalling the brothers in the capital at the beginning of summer

Wei Yingwu of the Tang Dynasty

Change the order to read Fangchen, and the tired days will last forever.

The summer trees have turned into yin, and the public gate is always quiet during the day.

The long wind begins to float in the pavilion, and the clouds pile up over the mountains.

When you think about the people who live away from you, you should also cherish the scenery.

Ruan Lang returns in early summer

Su Shi of the Song Dynasty

Green locust trees and high willows swallow new cicadas, and the scented wind first blows into the strings.

The heavy smoke washes under the green screen window, and the sound of chess frightens people who sleep during the day.

After the light rain, the lotuses turn over and the pomegranate flowers bloom.

The jade basin is clear with delicate hands, and the pearls are broken but round.

The rhyme of sitting in the mountains in summer

Wen Tianxiang of the Song Dynasty

Returning to the Quanshi Country, the sun and the moon hit the creek.

The summer atmosphere is heavy at the bottom of the abyss, and everything is in spring.

Singing till the clouds are black, drinking lightly is better than the red skirt.

The sound of strings is good, and the world is relieved from the wind.

The Beginning of Summer offers sacrifices to Taiyi Palace

Liu Jun of the Song Dynasty

Shun cypress blows in the sky, and the wind rustles in the clouds.

There are elm mats all over the forest room, and green osmanthus ointment burns with golden canopies.

The ten lines of the secret book are opened and checked, and the three candles of spiritual brilliance are in the neon lights.

The incense players are singing and resting in the sky, and the Beidou is in the sky and the moon is high.

Beginning of Summer

Zhao Youzhi of the Song Dynasty

The weather in the four seasons rushes together, and the wind brings the heat all night long.

The long days in Longmu are steaming green wheat, and the rain in the garden overripes yellow plums.

The orioles sing in spring, leaving thousands of sorrows behind, and the butterflies fall in love with the flowers with lingering regrets.

I feel tired when I fall asleep by the south window, watching the pavilions covered with locust trees.

Summer in the Mountains

Cai Runan of the Ming Dynasty

A bottle opens the beginning of summer, and the falling flowers fly alone.

I can still hear birds in the secluded place, but Qinghe has not changed his clothes.

The green curtains and the shadows of the locust trees blend together, and the fragrant rice and medicinal seedlings are fertilized.

At the end of the day, Chaiguan is closed, and there are few passers-by at the silkworm house.

Visiting Dingqing’s Thatched Cottage at the Beginning of Summer

Ming Dynasty·Zhanggong

There are willows hanging down all over the thatched cottage on the river, and it’s time to celebrate spring again.

Moss has corroded the hanging walls of the piano due to rain, and frogs are full of water in the inkstone washing pond.

The wind is rustling and the sails are flying too fast, and the smoke is empty and the desert birds are late.

Who can understand my thoughts when I avoid the noise? I only know the dark bamboo under the window.

Reminiscing about the brothers in the capital at the beginning of the summer

Tang Wei Yingwu

Change the order to read Fangchen, and the tired days will last forever.

The summer trees have turned into yin, and the public gate is always quiet during the day.

The long wind begins to float in the pavilion, and the clouds pile up over the mountains.

When you think about the people who live away from you, you should also cherish the scenery.

Summer drought, bitter heat

Song Wang Ling

The breeze was unable to kill the heat, and the setting sun flew up the mountain.

When people are trapped, they are afraid that the rivers and seas will dry up, but God will not hesitate to dry them up.

There is snow at the height of Kunlun, and it is always cold as far as Penglai.

If you can’t carry the world with you, why bother to travel around it?

Beginning of Summer

Author: Lu You Dynasty: Song Dynasty

Red Flag Insertion At the gate of the city, Dong Jun returns.

The swallows are noisy in the new nests in the mud, and the flowers are gone and the bees are few.

The shade of Sophora japonica and willow tree is dense at first, but the heat of the curtain is still light.

After bathing in the water as the sun sets, I try on unlined clothes skillfully.

Written two days before the beginning of summer

Author: Lu You Dynasty: Song Dynasty

When I get up in the morning, I put on my clothes and go out of the thatched cottage, and the window is already slightly cool.

There are only two or three days left in the spring, and there are countless scenes of drunkenness and hatred.

The fragrant grass has traveled a long way since the journey, and the hairspring is not as long as the guest's sorrow.

The remaining red leaves are nowhere to be found, sharing time and honey.

April 13th is the beginning of summer in Cheng'an.

Author: Sima Guang Dynasty: Song Dynasty

I can't stay in spring and spring, but I returned home last night.

It’s okay to have too little fun, and don’t be surprised if you have few leisure activities.

The orioles in the forest are happy to have Zha, and the butterflies are helpless.

There is a forgotten guest under the window, and Gao Mian is closing his door.

Living in seclusion in early summer

Lu You of the Song Dynasty

The Weng family is placed in a scenic spot of lakes and mountains, with a sloping path in the middle of the field under the shade of locust trees.

When the water is full, you can watch herons, and there are frogs singing everywhere in the deep grass.

The dragon has grown too late to produce bamboo shoots, but the wooden pen is still blooming.

Sighing, old friends come and go, who will drink tea in the afternoon when you come to sleep.

Every time in the countryside, when the cold food is eaten at the beginning of summer, the guests who visit the graves are sad.

Song Luyou

Holding green wine and green moss, what is the age of this year? From the horse.

The clear tears do not break with the spring rain, and the lonely moan of desire and the sorrow of the ape at dusk.

Zao Diao is eager to break the rules and return home, and his white hair and desolate old environment remind him.

The oath of the tomb can only be thought of but never left, and the pine gate is opened with hands every day.

The rhyme of sitting in the mountains in summer

Wen Tianxiang of Song Dynasty

Returning to Quanshi Country, the sun and moon are shining on the stream.

The summer atmosphere is heavy at the bottom of the abyss, and everything is in spring.

Singing till the clouds are black, drinking lightly is better than the red skirt.

The sound of strings is good, and the world is relieved from the wind.

One of the five poems about the Beginning of Summer

Song Fang Hui

My house faces Ziyang Mountain, and it is appropriate to add several more houses to the south.

Eighty-eighth of a hundred years have passed, and all I have to do is stay idle and have nothing to do.

Chasing the coolness on a summer night

Song Yang Wanli

The heat at night is still the same as the heat at noon, and the moon is bright when I open the door.

Deep in the bamboos and densely packed with insects, there is sometimes a slight coolness that is not the wind.

Summer in the Mountain Pavilion

Gao Pian of the Tang Dynasty

The summer is long and shaded by green trees, and the tower reflects into the pond.

The water essence curtain moves and the breeze rises, filling the yard with the fragrance of roses.

Relaxing in early summer and taking a nap

Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty

The plums are left with sour teeth, and the bananas are divided into green and window screens.

The day is long and I fall asleep with no thoughts, watching children catching willow flowers.

The South Pavilion is full of emotions in summer

Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty

The mountain light suddenly sets in the west, and the moon in the pond gradually rises in the east.

Enjoy the evening coolness, open the pavilion and lie down in the open space.

The lotus breeze brings fragrance, and the bamboo dew drops make a clear sound.

I want to play the piano, but I hate the ignorance of the music.

Feeling nostalgic for my old friend, I am tired of my dreams in the middle of the night.

Small Pond

Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty

The spring silently cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the trees shines on the water, which is clear and soft.

The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it.

Early summer in Kezhong

Sima Guang of the Song Dynasty

April is clear and the rain is clearing, and Nanshan is clearly changing.

There are no catkins blowing up due to the wind, only sunflowers leaning towards the sun.

Living in seclusion in early summer

Lu You of the Song Dynasty

The Weng family is placed in a scenic spot of lakes and mountains, with a sloping path in the middle of the field under the shade of locust trees.

When the water is full, you can watch herons, and there are frogs croaking everywhere in the deep grass.

The dragon has grown too late to produce bamboo shoots, but the wooden pen is still blooming.

Sighing, old friends come and go, who will drink tea in the afternoon when they come to sleep.

The rhyme of sitting in the mountains in summer

Wen Tianxiang of the Song Dynasty

Returning to the Quanshi Country, the sun and the moon hit the creek.

The summer atmosphere is heavy at the bottom of the abyss, and everything is in spring.

Singing till the clouds are black, drinking lightly is better than the red skirt.

The sound of strings is good, and the world is relieved from the wind.

"Jiyu Wangchuanzhuang Zuo"

Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

"The fireworks in the forest are late in the rain, and the quinoa is steamed to cook the rice."

Egrets fly in the desert paddy fields, and orioles sing in the overcast summer trees.

In the mountains, I quietly watch the hibiscus trees, and I watch the dew sunflowers in the Qingzhai under the pine tree.

The old man is fighting for a seat with others, but the seagull is even more suspicious of it.

Beginning of Summer

Song Dynasty, Fang Hui

My house faces Ziyang Mountain, so we should add several more houses to the south.

Eighty-eighth of a hundred years have passed, and all I have to do is stay idle and have nothing to do.

Early Summer

Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty

The thatched cottage with stone beams has a curved roof, and the running water splashes across the two sides.

On a sunny day, the warm wind makes the wheat smell, and the green shade and quiet grass are better than the flowers.

A trip to Pingquan in early summer

Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

Summer is growing early in the morning, and the south wind is fragrant with grass and trees.

The bridge is quite stable and the road is very cool.

Look at the purple ferns and pick them, and pick and taste the green plums.

Cure hunger and quench thirst with a cup of cold cloud syrup.

Chou Nuer·Boshan Dao Zhongxue Li Yi'an Body

Song Dynasty·Xin Qiji

Thousands of peaks and clouds rise, and sudden rains are worth the price in an instant. The sun is setting over the trees further away, how can the scenery create a picture? The green flag sells wine, and there is no human world on the other side of the mountain. As long as the scenery is beautiful, nothing will happen this summer.

When I wake up from drunkenness in the afternoon, the pine windows and bamboo windows are full of naturalness. Wild birds fly in, and it’s normal leisure again. But it's the white gull that looks at people and wants to do it but doesn't do it yet. The old allies are all here, but the new ones are here, so don’t say anything.