A poem of high temperature and heat

The poem of high temperature and heat is as follows:

No. 1 The Travels of Bitter Fever by Wang Gu in Tang Dynasty

Zhu Rongnan whipped the dragon, and the flame of the fire flag burned the sky red. The sun doesn't set at noon, and all countries are in the stove.

The five mountains are green and withered, the clouds are gone, and the waves at the bottom of the sea are exhausted. Why didn't the golden wind blow overnight to sweep away the heat all over the world for me?

This poem is very hot to read! Zhu Rong, the Vulcan, drove a fire dragon, burning the heavens and the earth. Everything in the world is like baking in a steamer or a stove. It seems that the sea will dry up. How do people live in such a hot environment? It can be seen that the ancients suffered in summer.

Second, Song Mei Yao Chen's Bitterness with Cai Zhongmou.

The high temperature exposes everything, and nothing can escape. Dry people want to get out of the fire, while liquid people want to shed ointment. Birds hate their feathers, and animals hate their hair.

People are also afraid of embarrassment, and the situation is to wear a crown robe. Although Guangsha is backed by clouds, the wind does not move. Unknown nymphs, why are you different from me?

Flies and mosquitoes stayed up all night, scratching their skin. Four sequences of iterations, crisp autumn.

This poem also describes the horror of summer. Summer is too hot, the sun shines on everything in the world, and the world is like a big stove. People and everything are in the stove, and there is nowhere to escape. "Dry people want to make a fire, and liquid people want to shed ointment", which is as hot as fire and as hot as oil. What can people do this summer? I can only passively wait for the arrival of autumn.

Dai Fugu's Five Hot Songs in Song Dynasty is one of them.

There are big kilns in heaven and earth, and charcoal ripens in June. Everything is this Tao Rong. Why do people complain about the heat?

Look at the autumn colors of the hundred valleys, and they also bear fruit from summer. The water in the field boils like soup, and the sweat on my back splashes.

Farmer Fang Xia Yun, I dare to eat if I can't sit still.

This poem compares heaven and earth to a fiery kiln by figurative metaphor. The earth baked by the sun burns like charcoal fire in a kiln. It's really terribly hot! It is really hard for people to farm in such a hot summer, which leads to "the water in the field boils like soup and the sweat on their backs is spilled".

The 4th Tang Dynasty Bai Juyi's "Cutting Wheat"

The Tian family has less leisure in the month, and people are twice as busy in May. In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow. A woman's husband is hungry and her child is pregnant with pot pulp.

Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang. It is full of rustic heat, burning the back and burning the sun, not knowing the heat, cherishing the long summer.

There was a poor woman with her son by her side, an ear in her right hand and a basket hanging from her left arm. Listening to his words of concern is very sad.

My family's taxes are gone, so I can take this to satisfy my hunger. What are my advantages today? I have never been involved in farming and mulberry. There are 300 stones in the land, and there is surplus grain in the year of Yan.

I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day.

This is a poem that reflects the sufferings of ordinary people. In the hot summer, ordinary people will continue to work in the fields and endure the heat. "It is full of rustic heat, burning the back and burning the sky, not knowing the heat, only regretting the long summer." Life is not easy with such hard work.

However, it is not "heaven" but "people" that make ordinary people's lives more miserable. "They lost all the house taxes, so they can fill their stomachs." Hard-working people have no surplus food at home, so life is very difficult. The hardships of ancient people's lives make people cry.