Poetry related to summer

The shadow of the mountain rises suddenly, and the moon in the pond rises slowly from the east.

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.

2, "Weishui Farmhouse" Tang

In the countryside where the sun is setting, cattle and sheep go home along the path.

A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy.

Pheasant [sentence] wheat seedlings are embroidered, silkworm moths are sleeping, peeling mulberry leaves.

Jojo and Fu Tian greet each other cordially.

No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! .

3. Song Xin Qi Ji's "Xijiang Yuexing Huangsha Road"

The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance.

In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.

4, "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang" Song Yang Wanli

It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons.

Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.

5, "Pipe Cutting Wheat" Tang Bai Juyi

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.

Mother-in-law is rich in food, and children are full of pot pulp.

Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang.

Filled with the heat of the country, the back was scorched by the sun.

I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer.

There is a poor woman with a child on her back.

Grab the ear with your right hand and hang the basket with your left arm.

Listening to his words of concern is very sad.

The family lost all their taxes, so they took this to satisfy their hunger.

Today, I have no merit, and I have never worked in farming and mulberry.

There are three hundred stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of eight.

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

6, "Yixian" Tang Li Shangyin

A person lives in seclusion, overlooking the city, spring is gone, summer is clear. The grass was drowned by the rain and finally got the love of God. The rain was sunny.

Climbing on the high shelf, overlooking the distance, the sky is high and the afterglow of the sunset passes through the window lattice. Birds' nests have been dried, and their bodies are light again.

7, "Summer Night Sigh" Tang Du Fu

Before sunset, the inflammation was steaming and poisoning my intestines. Andrew Wan Lifeng, the wind is blowing on my skirt.

Kazuki Watanabe musicians are born in heaven, and there are few forests. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the entrance is cool.

When you see the slightest thing in vain, the feather bug flies. Things have no details and are adaptive.

Miss Pigos, and keep the border in poor years. Why are you washing and looking at each other?

Diao Dou was hit at night, and the noise was even 10,000 square meters. Although the purple is covered, it is better to return to China early.

The north city is sad and the stork flies. When the situation is troublesome, you will be tired, and when you think hard, you will be healthy.

8, "Shanting Xia Ji" Tang Gao.

Green trees, deep shadows, long summer, the reflection of the tower in the pond.

The crystal curtains are blowing gently, and the roses are fragrant.

9. "Sanqu Daozhong" once existed in the Song Dynasty.

Plum yellow and sunny, flowing all over the mountain.

The green trees on the mountain road are as dense as when they came, and the bushes of several orioles in the dense forest add more fun than when they came.

10, Sleeping in Early Summer Song Yang Wanli

Plum sour teeth, banana green sieve.

Spring goes to summer, and the days are long and tired. After a nap, I feel depressed and watch the children play with catkins in the air.

1 1, A Summer Book with Friends

If you reach your goal, you will retreat and plow, which is why you are scratching your life.

In the end, I learned something from Yi Xi, but I was surprised by the humiliation.

The peak turns without a shadow, and there are trees flying.

It took ten years to realize that poem, and I stayed in the Central Plains to cast soldiers.

12 "Early Summer on the Pool" Tang Bai Juyi

Spring pools accumulate water late, and summer trees abound. The boat is like a wild crossing, and the fence falls like a river village.

Touch the piano mattress quietly and open the door of the wine cellar. Get a little grandson if you have nothing to do.

13, The First Summer Tang Baorong

Yesterday's youth is gone, and the evening peak is still beautiful.

Although there is a residual state, the pulse condition can prevent anxiety.

You cherish the season, and you feel fleeting.

14, "Li Changxing sends summer to the south as summer" Tang Du Mu.

Beside Houjia Avenue, cicada trees are green. The lock is far away and the shutter door is cold.

The fence is full of red medicine, and the shelf attracts green radish to grow. Every day is a pillow, so there are mountains and rivers.

15, Dai Shulun of the Tang Dynasty, climbed crane rock occasionally in summer.

The wind blows me up the hill, and it is cool in June.

I would like to use the old monk's double white cranes to soar in the depths of the blue clouds.

16, "Summer Captain's Room Tour" Tang Chenziang

The mountains and rivers open beautiful houses, and the piano songs are listed. People doubt the reward of white buildings, and the land is like bamboo forest Zen.

There is chaos in the opposite pool, which is connected with Xuan. Now the sky is silent, and spring is clearly made by the moon.

17 Song Zhu Shu Zhen in early summer

Bamboo shadows cover the secluded windows, and birds sing at sunset every two days.

Xie Que begonia flies out of the floc, and the weather is getting longer and longer.

18 quatrains in early summer

Red and purple have become dust one after another, and the cuckoo sounds new in summer.

It was during my endless journey in Sang Ma that I realized that I was a peaceful person.

19 "On Lake Chu Qing after Drinking Rain" Song Sushi

The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy.

If you want to compare the West Lake to the West Lake, heavy makeup and light makeup are always appropriate.

20 "Little Pool" Song Yang Wanli

The silence of spring is because I don't want a long stream of water, and the shadow reflected on the water is like sunny days and breezes.

The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.

Bai Juyi in Xia and Tang Dynasties

The east window is not hot at night, and the north gate is breezy. Sitting and lying all day,

Never leave the same room. The center has nothing to do with it, and so does going out.

Summer in the mountain pavilion

(Tang) Gao pian

The trees are dark and the summer is long.

The balcony is reflected in the pond.

Crystal curtains move and the breeze rises.

The roses all over the yard smell delicious.

There are "summer in April, summer in June" in the Book of Songs.

There are also: the words of warblers in the wind by the water, butterflies flying in the garden (land trip)

Red and purple have become dust one after another, and the cuckoo sounds new in summer. (Lu You's quatrains in early summer)

Why don't you like wheatgrass? Xia Mu is cute. (Qin Guan)

The wind in changxiajiang village is getting clearer and clearer, and the swallow magpie with eaves teeth has been generated.

Butterfly clothes dry in the afternoon, and cobwebs add silk corners.

Summer in Zhang Lei

Xijiangyue Xin Qiji

The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance. In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.