Poems about early summer afternoons

1. Describe the ancient poetry of early summer dawn, and be sure to smile with Meijiang Chengzi rouge.

Leaves on the swing outside the door

Think long, the night is endless.

Dream beautiful,

Rouge smiles.

It's better to know each other than to meet each other,

Tears kept coming, and my heart was in chaos.

Lying alone in the west wing watching the moon set,

The cold star recedes, but the night light still exists.

A river of tears,

Laughing and getting drunk in the west building,

Looking back is just a brush,

More missed, hate tears.

Xi Jiang yue chun Chu Jiang Jing

A red sun is born on the sea, and tourists lie drunk by the river. On a sunny day, the sun shines on the river.

When the sky is sunny, the waves on the river are rough. Wandaoxia illuminates the sky and attracts countless shocking clouds.

These two should be ok, right

2. Looking for a poem is to describe that there is no poem in the summer afternoon, but there is a poem.

Summer afternoon

Rape flowers are big and yellow.

The long willow embankment dyed through summer

With those exposed and hidden on the beach in the afternoon.

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There are butterflies on the waves by the river.

Dance lightly.

When it fell,

When the waves stop, they will never fly again.

With you, long hair flutters in golden flowers.

The temptation to flow black

The beautiful smile suddenly rolled up the panic in July.

There is no need to look back.

Where butterflies rise again in the summer afternoon.

There must be you.

Those deep, forever long.

3. Looking for a poem is to describe that there is no poem in the summer afternoon, but there is a poem.

Summer afternoon

Rape flowers are big and yellow.

The long willow embankment dyed through summer

With those exposed and hidden on the beach in the afternoon.

story

There are butterflies on the waves by the river.

Dance lightly.

When it fell,

When the waves stop, they will never fly again.

With you, long hair flutters in golden flowers.

The temptation to flow black

The beautiful smile suddenly rolled up the panic in July.

There is no need to look back.

Where butterflies rise again in the summer afternoon.

There must be you.

Those deep, forever long.

4. Poems describing summer: How much do you know about the four seasons of wheat straw? In May, the bustling and endless scenery captured Wan Li, and hundreds of scrolls were painted for thousands of hectares. In troubled times, there is a general passion.

Back to Yi Yan, riding the south wind, back to Xiaomi Festival, giving farmers hard money. In the corner of a rose, the branches are the first, the pink is very beautiful, passers-by stop, passers-by nod, especially lingering love.

? There is a fire in the courtyard, without losing the flame lamp, yellow calyx silk and red skirt collar, which can be charming, shameful and hidden, and painful in laughter. Attract butterflies to climb the green heights, regardless of the spider web pity Hong Ying.

? The lotus pond is covered with lotus leaves, and fishermen are playing with lotus by the lake. A coquettish, vegetarian and pink Ondine based on flowers.

It seems that if you vomit, you can only sew it on your feet. Feathers and neon gently peel off the fragrant yarn and dance in the sun. Sweet and dizzy, pretending to be gorgeous, hibiscus can be folded into prosperous smoke.

? Willow devoted her head a little, and gradually took the shoulder. There is no way to spend the summer in Qingjiang.

The mountains are lush and the trees are green and soft. Idle people tried to get a private seat, and the umbrella was empty all afternoon. Sip wine, starve to death, and treat picnic as a romantic thing, so as not to be familiar with cars at sunset.

? Tonight is the first moon, and the sickle hook is swaying. When you say worry-free, you should be a little worried With family happiness, you will gather more and more, and Pengcheng Gold List will stand out.

Iraqis whisper, study in a foreign land, wake up empty, but cut the candle. In ancient and modern times, I thought on the railing and sighed on the hip flask. If spring flowers and autumn moon, I will pay tribute to the palace words. Even if I don't care about my account, how can I flow to Xu Ruo within one year?

? Xiao Jiao Jasper is not the best, new woman and old woman. Do all the trivial things, don't stop for the husband's family. Always praise women's aspirations, praise people's cheeks, pen than the king of the world, pen and ink are not lost in elegance.

Looking at the mountains and rivers, the beauty is prosperous. I don't know if my old friend is exhausted with blood and tears.

I often think of Jin Ge's iron horse, dancing all over the world, white arrows sweeping away the dream of the world of mortals, and swords stained with royal blood blowing in the west wind. Drink up the sky, fly to the horizon, come and go? The wind is raining, don't miss me.

? In spring, the piano is playing and geese are falling into sand ice. Sauvignon blanc is heartbroken, and it is difficult to hate tears. ? Once a teenager, greedy for money.

Travel around the world and stay in a foreign land. Three hundred confidants are too few to invite Lan Yan.

Cai Yunan Camellia Club, looking for beauty in front of the Small Silver Pavilion. The song started the lone eagle, and the shadow left the brown Jiangyan River. The night rain started the dream of Bashan, and the autumn moon in the garden was boundless.

Could it be that Shilu denied the carefree guest and would rather be intoxicating and pity Du Kang? ? Half asleep, clear and turbid, is Xu really fake? Let's talk about the four or five seasons of wheat straw first. It may not be spring, but it will be white and strange.

? Look at the huge buildings and the endless stream of cars and BMW cars. Listen to this layman out of context and look back at the clouds? .

5. I like sentences describing early summer. I like lush summer, because I can swim in the swimming pool in summer.

Summer brings happiness to children. They are the happiest angels in winter. I like it, I like stormy summer, because the rain in summer is so generous and crisp.

Lotus flowers in summer show us smiling faces, and lotus leaves in summer show us charm. Early summer is beautiful, which is another kind of beauty different from sunny spring.

If the beauty of spring is in full bloom, then the beauty of early summer is in full bloom. What word should be used to sum up the scenery in early summer? "Green, fat, red and thin"? No, it's about flowers in late spring; "Deep green, thin red"-this is the difference! "Green" and "dark" describe the density of green; "Red" and "thin" show that the youth is fading, but it is not unique.

Where is it? I looked everywhere. Ah, I found it. Aren't there some small red flowers in the wild rose bushes by the ditch? However, red is very pale and almost lonely, especially against the thick green around it, which is even more "the flowers are late". Look at green again, but it is layered, endless, green, green, green, green, green, as if the whole sky has been dyed green.

In the early summer of Chen Yifan, the wheat in the field unconsciously changed from cyan to yellow, and changed into a face of vilen. The wind blows with a slight warmth, and the cuckoo calls from time to time, telling us that "spring has passed" but the season of early summer and April.

Shen Congwen's Disappointment Spring has gone with the fallen flowers, and summer is covered with green leaves jumping in the warm wind. ..... The leaves of poplar trees in the street are moving with a layer of green light in the sun, and a layer of white gas like fog hangs around the blue sky upstairs; This layer of green light and white gas makes people feel very happy, but it is a bit dry.

Lao She's "Two Horses" In the early summer morning, Tung Chung Village was shrouded in a thin mist. The sun didn't come out, and the warm wind blowing from the Pearl River was wet and cool.

Kapok is in bloom, peach blossom is in bloom, snow bean curd and cauliflower of various colors are in bloom. The flat fields outside Tung Chung Village, the soft rice seedlings that are about to drip, and the green banana leaves swaying in the wind are doing business. Chen Canyun's "Four Seasons Fragrance" is shaded by trees, and the fields are endless grape stands ... In early summer, all kinds of wild flowers are blooming: red, purple, pink and yellow, like beautiful spots embroidered on a green carpet; Crowds of bees are busy among the flowers, sucking the stamens and struggling to fly around ... Before we traveled in summer, we parted for a year, a month, and then a day.

Nothing can change, stop or rush time. It finally brings the solstice of June and summer and the beginning of our journey. Now we turn to the west.

We will leave Maine and Baishan, which are full of forests, behind with their old-fashioned elegance. We are crossing the northern part of Vermont, and rice eaters jump from the sandy lawn dotted with Jin Fenghua and wild swallows in the sun.

Early summer sap flows around us, among weeds and herbs, among bushes and tall trees. The juice passes through tens of thousands of miles of tiny channels around leaves and stems.

In our imagination, we try our best to imagine what a big lake and what a great river all this will create. (America) Owen W. Tell's Summer Travels Midsummer is a turning point in the summer of the year. At that time, this year's harvest has been determined, and people have begun to consider planting in the coming year, and they are about to mow the grass; At that time, ryegrass had ears. Although the ears were not full, they were still light, and a bright green wheat wave fluctuated in the wind. At that time, green oats, together with clusters of yellow grass scattered everywhere, stretched irregularly in the fields planted late; At that time, the buckwheat planted early had sprouted and covered the ground; At that time, the fallow land that had been trampled as hard as a stone by livestock had been plowed by half, leaving only the path that had not been plowed; At that time, the dry dunghill piled in the ground smelled of Spiraea at sunset; On the lowlands, the grassland by the river stretches like the sea, waiting for the sickle. Rumex stumps can be found everywhere on the grassland.

(lev tolstoy) Anna karenin In midsummer, Wan Li is clear and Wan Li is cloudless. The sun makes the ground very hot; A south wind blew, and a heat wave rolled up from the ground, which was suffocating. Weeds can't resist the sun exposure, and the leaves are rolled into thin strips.

Whenever in the afternoon, people always feel tired easily, just like just waking up, feeling groggy and unwilling to move. Even the birds in the Woods are resting in the trees with their mouths open, and they are too lazy to fly out for food.

Jin Jingmai's Song of Ouyang Hai The midsummer sun shines on Shen Xiong's Hangu juncture, and the fish on the roof and the Chaoyang twin peaks on the closed hole seem to be breathing. There are several poplars outside the pass, and the dense leaves have turned into white-hot brilliance in the air.

Countless cicadas are screaming wearily. On the burning earth, there is only one shadow under these poplars.

Guo Moruo's History under the Column The eucalyptus leaves are swaying, the mature rice fields are golden, and occasionally there is a taro field, which is as green as oil. A few lychees appear on the roadside from time to time, and the heavy fruits gradually turn red in the cicada sound. What a colorful midsummer picture! Qin Mu's "Gambling" The sun in August is like a fire umbrella. At noon, the sky is dazzling, like a hot white iron plate.

The twigs of weeping willows on the roadside are motionless, the shadows of trees shrink into a ball, and the leaves covered with dust roll painfully. The asphalt pavement has also been softened by the sun. Looking into the distance, there seems to be a transparent steam rising on the quiet and deserted road.

Wang Xinji's Soul Return is on a road on the west side of Shoushan District. At this time, there is nothing to disturb. Although the fiery red sun has not yet come directly, the sand on the road seems to be shining; It's steaming, it's in the air, and the power of summer is everywhere.

Many dogs even stick out their tongues.

6. It seems that there are many idioms to describe summer afternoons.

Scorching sun-describes the intense sunshine in summer. It can also be called "scorching sun". Example: "The scorching sun burns people like fire".

It's hot in summer-the sun is very strong and very hot in summer.

The sun is like fire, and the sun is like fire. Describe the weather is very hot. As hot as the sun.

Jiao Yang is as hot as fire: white and bright. The sun burns like fire. Describe the heat in summer.

Brilliant and blazing-describes the appearance of blazing and blazing.

Hot summer-very hot summer. In hot summer, the beach is full of swimmers.

The sun shines on people-roast: roast. Refers to the burning sun shining on the body, as hot as fire. Describe it as hot.

The hot sun is in the sky-the hot sun is in the sky. Describe the hot weather. Jin Yi Huo San Zhang Gao

Strong winds and scorching sun-strong winds and hot weather. For example, ancient camel caravans often had to endure the bad weather of strong winds and scorching sun when passing through Gobi.

The umbrella is high-a metaphor for the scorching sun. For example, in hot summer, the umbrella is high. Near righteousness, sunny.

Five oxen rest on the moon —— Four quotations from the volume of "Peaceful Magnolia": "Five oxen rest on the moon, which makes (him) suffer from the sun and rest on the moon." Wuniu: refers to the buffalo between the Yangtze River and Huaihe River. It means that Wu is hot for a long time, and buffalo is afraid of heat. When it saw the moon and thought it was the sun, it gasped with fear. Metaphor after fear because of doubt. It is also used to describe hot weather. Tang Li Bai's Ding Du Hugh: Why bother tugboat?

Flowing gold, meteorite-meteorite, flowing: melting. Describe the hot weather, as if the stone would melt. "Chu Ci evokes the soul": "After ten days, there will be more stones." Another example is: "On a hot day, the golden stone is open, and the gold is overflowing. We should leave early to cool off." (Twenty-seven chapters of Water Margin)

May, July and June-refers to the hottest time in May and June of the lunar calendar.

Floating melons and sinking plums —— The Book of Songs of the Three Kingdoms is written by Wu Zhi: "Floating melons in clear springs and sinking plums in ice." Later, "floating melons and sinking plums" is a metaphor for a life scene in summer. Melons and plums floating on the water are cool and delicious food in summer. Also known as floating melon for summer, heavy plum.

Melon floating in summer-a great pleasure to cool off in summer. See "floating melons sink plums".

Trees are shady-the trees are thick and leafy, blocking the sun. It's midsummer.

Unbearable heat-describes very hot and unbearable.

Chair seats are hot-chairs and cushions are hot to the touch, describing hot weather.

Idioms and idioms describing summer

Hot summer fumigation hot sun hot sun hot sun hot sun hot sun hot sun hot sun.

The sun is hot, the fire is high, and the clouds burn the sea, the sky and the clouds. Summer is terrible. Xia yang is hot, and the summer hills are blue.

Xia Shu's green water and midsummer soup is full of magic, and the melon is steamed brilliantly, and gold flows in the stone.

Flowing stone, flowing stone, cola, flowing stone, flowing stone, Wuniuchuan, the moon is long and the sky is red.

On a hot day, people in Xia Yue and Xia Yue are sweating, sweating, sweating.

Sweat, sweat, sweat, sweat, sweat, sweat, sweat, sweat, sweat, sweat.

Sweating, sweating, bullying, abuse, thousands of miles of red land, cracking, no grass, no food, no harvest, dead seedlings

Noda's seedlings are half withered and half burnt.

The sun is like fire, trees are shaded, sweating like rain, cicadas are singing, the sun is shining, thunder is rumbling, the heat is pressing, the heat is unbearable, the sun is burning, the sun is like fire, cicadas are sweating like rain, snow is like water, Xia Yun is warm in winter, summer is bright, melons are cool in summer, summer is rainy, summer is terrible, summer insects can't talk about ice, and geese fly.

The heat is pressing, the sun is burning, the sun is burning, the heat is unbearable, and the heat is unbearable.

Sweating like rain, xia yang is hot and sultry, the heat wave is rolling, the heat is dull, the sun is scorching, and you are sweating like a pig.

7. Describe ancient poems and sentences about summer. After all, in mid-June, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock.

The next day, the lotus leaf is infinitely blue, and the lotus reflects the sunlight. In Song Dynasty, it rained at home in Huangmei season in Zhao Shixiu, and frogs were everywhere in the pond in early spring. Didn't come to the appointment after midnight, knocked the chess pieces into snuff 1. There was not a cloud in the air, nor a wind in the hot sun overhead, and all the trees stood there listlessly and lazily.

As soon as the sun came out, the ground seemed to be on fire. It's so hot that it seems that a spark will cause an explosion.

The scorching sun is like fire, and the earth is like a steamer, which makes people breathless. Walking on the road, the oncoming wind hit like a heat wave.

6. Early in the morning, when you know it, you shout loudly to tell people that another hot day has begun. 7. In the hot summer, the birds don't know where to hide; Plants and trees hang their heads; The puppy was so hot that it stuck out its tongue and kept panting.

8. Cicada keeps making annoying noises on the branches, as if cheering for the scorching sun. 9. In summer, the vegetation is particularly lush, the leaves of holly trees are shining, and the old elm trees are flourishing, giving people a thick shade.

10. In summer, the clear river has become a good place for children to escape from the summer. You see, they are frolicking in the water, having a water fight for a while and diving into the water for a while, having a good time. 1 1. The summer sun is like a big stove, roasting the earth, even the air is hot, and people sweat when they move.

12. Buffalo hid in the pond for a long time, and its whole body was buried in the water, only one head was exposed to breathe. Early summer is beautiful, which is another kind of beauty different from sunny spring.

If the beauty of spring is in full bloom, then the beauty of early summer is in full bloom. What word should be used to sum up the scenery in early summer? "Green, fat, red and thin"? No, it's about flowers in late spring; "Deep green, thin red"-this is the difference! "Green" and "dark" describe the density of green; "Red" and "thin" show that the youth is fading, but it is not unique.

Where is it? I looked everywhere. Ah, I found it. Aren't there some small red flowers in the wild rose bushes by the ditch? However, red is very pale and almost lonely, especially against the thick green around it, which is even more "the flowers are late". Look at green again, but it is layered, endless, green, green, green, green, green, as if the whole sky has been dyed green.

In the early summer of Chen Yifan, the wheat in the field unconsciously changed from cyan to yellow, and changed into a face of vilen. The wind blows with a slight warmth, and the cuckoo calls from time to time, telling us that "spring has passed" but the season of early summer and April.

Shen Congwen's Disappointment Spring has gone with the fallen flowers, and summer is covered with green leaves jumping in the warm wind. ..... The leaves of poplar trees in the street are moving with a layer of green light in the sun, and a layer of white gas like fog hangs around the blue sky upstairs; This layer of green light and white gas makes people feel very happy, but it is a bit dry.

Lao She's "Two Horses" In the early summer morning, Tung Chung Village was shrouded in a thin mist. The sun didn't come out, and the warm wind blowing from the Pearl River was wet and cool.

Kapok is in bloom, peach blossom is in bloom, snow bean curd and cauliflower of various colors are in bloom. The flat fields outside Tung Chung Village, the soft rice seedlings that are about to drip, and the green banana leaves swaying in the wind are doing business. Chen Canyun's "Four Seasons Fragrance" is shaded by trees, and the fields are endless grape stands ... In early summer, all kinds of wild flowers are blooming: red, purple, pink and yellow, like beautiful spots embroidered on a green carpet; Crowds of bees are busy among the flowers, sucking the stamens and struggling to fly around ... Before we traveled in summer, we parted for a year, a month, and then a day.

Nothing can change, stop or rush time. It finally brings the solstice of June and summer and the beginning of our journey. Now we turn to the west.

We will leave Maine and Baishan, which are full of forests, behind with their old-fashioned elegance. We are crossing the northern part of Vermont, and rice eaters jump from the sandy lawn dotted with Jin Fenghua and wild swallows in the sun.

Early summer sap flows around us, among weeds and herbs, among bushes and tall trees. The juice passes through tens of thousands of miles of tiny channels around leaves and stems.

In our imagination, we try our best to imagine what a big lake and what a great river all this will create. (America) Owen W. Tell's Summer Travels Midsummer is a turning point in the summer of the year. At that time, this year's harvest has been determined, and people have begun to consider planting in the coming year, and they are about to mow the grass; At that time, ryegrass had ears. Although the ears were not full, they were still light, and a bright green wheat wave fluctuated in the wind. At that time, green oats, together with clusters of yellow grass scattered everywhere, stretched irregularly in the fields planted late; At that time, the buckwheat planted early had sprouted and covered the ground; At that time, the fallow land that had been trampled as hard as a stone by livestock had been plowed by half, leaving only the path that had not been plowed; At that time, the dry dunghill piled in the ground smelled of Spiraea at sunset; On the lowlands, the grassland by the river stretches like the sea, waiting for the sickle. Rumex stumps can be found everywhere on the grassland.

(lev tolstoy) Anna karenin In midsummer, Wan Li is clear and Wan Li is cloudless. The sun makes the ground very hot; A south wind blew, and a heat wave rolled up from the ground, which was suffocating. Weeds can't resist the sun exposure, and the leaves are rolled into thin strips.

Whenever in the afternoon, people always feel tired easily, just like just waking up, feeling groggy and unwilling to move. Even the birds in the Woods are resting in the trees with their mouths open, and they are too lazy to fly out for food.

Jin Jingmai's Song of Ouyang Hai The midsummer sun shines on Shen Xiong's Hangu juncture, and the fish on the roof and the Chaoyang twin peaks on the closed hole seem to be breathing. There are several poplars outside the customs, which are very plump.

8. Poems about summer scenery ~ ~ The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers reflect different colors in the sun.

Gao Pian, a contemporary poet, wrote "Summer in the Mountain Pavilion": the trees are dark and the summer grows, the balcony reflects the pond, the water curtain moves and the breeze blows, and the roses are full of fragrance. "Summer Drought and Bitter Heat" by the Song Dynasty poet Wang Ling: The breeze can't kill the heat, and the sunset flies to the top of the mountain. People are already afraid of the exhaustion of rivers and seas, even at the expense of the sky. Qin Guan, a poet in the Song Dynasty, wrote "Enjoy the Cool Day": chasing the cool outside the willow with a coffin and painting a bed on the south bank of the bridge. In the moonlight, the ship's flutes are jagged and the wind gathers lotus fragrance. Yang Wanli, a poet in the Song Dynasty, "Chasing the Cool at Summer Night": The night is as hot as the afternoon, and the door is bright. Deep in the bamboo forest, insects are singing, sometimes it's cool, only the wind. In midsummer, Nan Ting Si Xin, a poet in Tang Dynasty, Meng Haoran: The mountain light in the west suddenly goes out, and the lake in the east starts from the moon. Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place. The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound. I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me. Feeling for a night, I miss my old friends all night, and it is hard to miss them in my dreams. Su Shunqin, a poet in the Song Dynasty, wrote "Summer Meaning": The summer in the other courtyard is deep and clear, and pomegranate flowers are full of curtains. The dense shade cut off the heat. It was at noon when I woke up and heard the intermittent chirping of orioles. Lu You, a poet of the Southern Song Dynasty, wrote "Living in seclusion in early summer" in Nanjing: the lakes and mountains are at home, and the trees are in the shade. When the lake overflows, egrets fly in the air and frogs hum by the lake. The dragon has turned back to shoot bamboo shoots, and the wooden pen still blooms the first flower. Alas, let bygones be bygones, who * * * will sleep in afternoon European tea.