What are the poems about summer nights?

Poems about summer nights 1. Poems describing summer nights

1, Spring Thoughts by Tang Libai

The grass in your north is as blue as jade, and the mulberry here is bent with branches of moss, so you finally want to go home.

Now, when my heart is almost broken like a spring breeze, since I dare not know you, why should I separate the silk curtain beside my bed? ?

2, "Spring Hope" Tang Du Fu

Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers still exist. In spring, green trees and grasslands return, petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sorrows.

After three months of war, a letter from home is worth a ton of gold, and I caressed my white hair. It has become so thin that it can no longer hold hairpins.

3, "Zuogong Night Tour" Tang Du Fu

The flowers are dark and the palace is dark, the birds crow in the sky and the windows are bright, and the nine clouds are bright.

While I was waiting for the golden lock to turn, I heard the jade pendant jingling in the wind. I had a petition to submit in the morning, and I was asking what time it was all night.

4, "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Tang Du Fu

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.

The night is dark and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.

5, "Acacia" Tang

When those red berries come in spring, they bloom in your southern branches. Take them home for me as a symbol of our love.

6, "Chunxiao" Tang Meng Haoran

This spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere, but now I remember that night, that storm, and I don't know how many flowers were broken.

7, "Spring Thoughts" Tang Huangfu Ran

Que Yin and Yan Yin tell about the New Year, but so far it is Ma Town and Longqiu. I live in a city on the first floor near Hanyuan, and the moon brings my heart to the sky of Tatar.

I wove endless sad words in the frame, but now this petal branch is smiling in my lonely sleep. Fight for the fight, and his victory will be engraved on the rock! .

8. "Fu De Gu Cao Yuan Farewell" Tang Bai Juyi

The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with the seasons. Wildfire never completely devours them, but they grow tall again in the spring breeze.

Sweet, they crowded on the ancient avenue and reached the crumbling gate. Ah, my friend's prince, you left again, full of sadness.

9. "Poetry of Spring" Yuxi, Liu Tang

New makeup should be placed downstairs, and spring scenery should be locked in a courtyard.

10, "Liu Yong" Tanghe Zhangzhi

Jasper adorns trees, and thousands of strands of green silk tapestries hang down. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

1 1, the night view of binjiang song sushi.

Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the spring river warms the duck prophet.

12, "Dengguazhou" Wang Song Anshi

Guazhou is located at the mouth of Beijing, separated from Zhongshan by several mountains. When the Spring Breeze arrives in Jiang Nanan, when will the bright moon shine on me?

13, "Presenting Eighteen Members of Zhang Shui Department in Early Spring" by Tang Hanyu

The rain in Sky Street is crisp, the grass is far and near, but there is nothing. The most important benefit is the spring of the year, which is better than the smoke and willows everywhere in the imperial city.

14 "Yulouchun" Qi

The scenery in Dongcheng has become better, wrinkled and welcoming. Populus davidiana is lighter than Han Xiao, and the branches of red apricots are full of spring.

Floating growth hates less pleasure, but is willing to love a daughter and smile lightly.

15, "Jiang nanchun quatrains" Tang Du Mu

Thousands of miles of Ti Ying green reflects the river, water town, mountain country and wine flag wind.

2. Poems describing the beauty of summer nights

The bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze chirps at midnight.

In July, the sun hung like a fireball in the blue sky. The cloud seems to have melted by the sun and disappeared without a trace.

Spring goes with the falling flowers, and summer comes with green leaves in the warm wind.

Grass, reeds and red, white and purple wildflowers are steamed by the fiery red sun hanging high in the air, and the air is filled with sweet and intoxicated breath.

There is not a cloud in the air, there is not a wind, there is a scorching sun overhead, and all the trees are standing there listlessly and lazily.

In midsummer July, there is not a cloud in the blue sky. The sun is scorching the earth, the water in the river is boiling hot, and the soil in the field is smoking.

The sun is like a fireball of the boss, the light is burning, the road surface is scorched by the scorching sun, and a pile of white smoke is stepped on.

Willow leaves roll, flowers and grass bow their heads, the earth is steaming, the lake is boiling hot, and dragonflies fly around the lake in a low voice. This is good news, it's going to rain!

The evening breeze in early summer, with the delicate fragrance of jujube flowers and Chinese rose flowers, floated into this simple and comfortable living room.

One night in summer, the stars were shining in the sky, and a cool breeze dispersed the residual heat during the day, and the earth was silent.

It was a long summer without rain, and the old loach in the field was turned white by the scorching sun. The stream near the village dropped several inches, and the stones above the water suddenly became bigger.

In early summer, pomegranate flowers gradually open, and the green leaves are lined with safflower, which is very beautiful. Seen from a distance, it looks like a blazing fire and a red sunset rising at dusk.

3. Poems describing summer nights

1, the bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze sings at midnight.

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. -From the Song Dynasty: Interpretation of Xin Qiji's "Walking on the Huangsha Road in Xijiang Moonlit Night" in the vernacular: The bright moon rises to the treetops in the horizon to surprise the birds.

The cool evening breeze seems to bring cicadas in the distance. In the fragrance of rice flowers, people are talking about the harvest year, and there are waves of frogs in their ears, as if talking about the harvest year.

There are faint clouds in the sky, twinkling stars are shining, and there is light rain in front of the mountain. Once upon a time, the familiar Maodian hut was still located in the Woods near the Earth Temple. When the mountain road turned, the once unforgettable creek bridge appeared in front of his eyes. 2, the night heat is still as hot as the afternoon heat, open the door and stand in the middle of the moon.

Bamboo trees are buzzing with insects, not the wind. -From the Song Dynasty: Interpretation of Yang Wanli's "Chasing the Cool on a Summer Night" in vernacular: At noon in summer, the weather is hot, but I didn't expect it to be so hot at night.

Open the door and stand in the moonlight for a while. At this time, in the bamboo forest and Woods in the distance, there was a sound of insects singing, and a cool feeling floated head on.

However, this is not the wind, maybe it is the tranquility and coolness of nature. The mountain lights in the west suddenly went out, and a bright moon slowly rose on the lake in 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.

-From the Tang Dynasty: Interpretation of Meng Haoran's Summer in the South Pavilion: The shadow of the sun suddenly sinks in the west, and the moon on the pond rises slowly from the east. Let your hair hang freely and enjoy the coolness at night. Open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place.

An evening breeze brought the fragrance of lotus flowers, and dew dripped from bamboo leaves, making a crisp sound. I just want to play the piano, but unfortunately I don't have a bosom friend to appreciate it.

4. Take the dog to chase the willow outside, and draw a bed on the south bank of the bridge. In the moonlight, the ship's flutes are jagged and the wind gathers lotus fragrance.

-From the Song Dynasty: Interpretation of Qin Guan's "Cool" in the vernacular: Go out with a stick to find a cool place, draw the south bank of the bridge, be shaded by trees, and sit comfortably on the Hu bed. On a silent moonlit night, the uneven sound of flutes haunts my ears. At the beginning of the evening breeze, the lotus flowers in the pool are in full bloom, and the fragrance is overflowing and refreshing.

5, Liu quiet people sleep during the day, people who sleep during the day are quiet and windy. Sweat thin shirt is cool, cool shirt is thin sweat.

-From the Song Dynasty: Interpretation of Su Shi's "Bodhisattva Manhui Wenxia is always in my heart" in the vernacular: the willows hang down and the boudoir sleeps during the day. When the boudoir sleeps quietly during the day, the wind blows and the wicker swings in the yard.

The breeze is blowing, the sweat is fragrant, and the thin shirt is slightly cool. Cool shirts give off a faint smell of sweat.

4. What are the modern poems describing summer nights?

Yu Guangzhong

The light blue night overflows the window, and summer is too full.

The firefly's dream of a small palace lantern

Dream of Tang Palace and chasing little fans.

Dreaming of a star's funeral on another summer night

Dreaming of the extension and disappearance of a moment

And your sigh, my review and a moment of silence.

Wild grape

Except in summer.

Where else can I wait?

I hope so.

Green is spreading.

Whole mountain

The wind can't blow the waves.

Some complete ideas

Climb high

as ... as possible

Let everything

The power of all things

Scattered in the vast Shan Ye.

hope

You choose.

Black-black

bright eyes

The charm of summer

First of all, the sound of summer

The terrace is open.

Who called me outside the yard?

Accompanied by the sound of summer humidity

In the kneading of sound

Some of my things are snuggled together.

The accumulation of three seasons

The beginning of a season

My voice is very elegant.

summer walk

Just walk into a lingering melody.

summer walk

Soften in summer

Dredge blood vessels in summer

Accept again and again

A hint of breaking through imprisonment

Accumulated in my heart again and again.

The language to be spoken

Eager to get lost in summer

I forgot my way when I came.

Listen, Summer.

This stumbling man.

How to sigh

Second, "planting trees in summer"

When the palm is wet

I crawl on the grass in summer.

plant trees

A head

Use one's own branches

The wind blows the leaves

tree

A head

A tree that grew up in a hug

Tears in the canopy

Bury a sigh under the root of a tree

The middle part of the tree

It is a desire for people.

Disappear during the day

Plant trees at night

Under the starlight and the new moon.

Trees are planted in summer.

I learned argot.

Just by shaking the branches

Express one's thoughts

Third, "the lake in summer"

There is a kind of happiness called being conquered.

There is a feeling called walking on the road.

There is a season called summer.

There is a beautiful lake called summer.

Lake in summer

Quiet is almost silent.

Lake in summer

It's beautiful and almost looks up.

Take a walk by the lake

The lake is rippling in various ways.

swim in the lake

Like stroking your skin.

summer

Make the lake mysterious

Swim for a while

Talking fish

summer

Let the lake grass flourish

Have some desires

And desire.

summer

Make the lake charming.

Women are swimming by the lake.

Like a fairy from heaven.

summer walk

The light is moving forward

Light attracts light.

Another lake overflowed.

Constitute another kind of beauty

In fact, what is deliberately pursued.

Has long since disappeared.

Whether it's summer

Or winter?

5. What poems describe summer nights?

1, poem: cicadas make the forest quiet, and Yingong Mountain is more secluded.

From: Northern and Southern Dynasties, Wang Ji, if you are in the west,

Interpretation: cicadas are loud, but the Woods are particularly quiet; With the sound of birds singing, the mountains are quieter than usual.

2. Poetry: Liu is quiet. People who sleep during the day are quiet and calm.

From: Song and Su Shi's Bodhisattva Manhui Wenxia funeral march.

Interpretation: There is no wind in the courtyard, the willows hang down, and the boudoir sleeps by day. When the boudoir sleeps quietly during the day, the wind blows and the wicker swings in the yard.

3. Poetry: The bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze crows at midnight.

From: Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moonlight Walking on the Huangsha Road" in the Song Dynasty.

Interpretation: The bright moonlight swept the branches, scaring the magpies away from the branches, and the cool evening breeze seemed to hear cicadas chirping in the distance.

4. Poem: Rice flowers say a good year. Listen to the frogs.

From: Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moonlight Walking on the Huangsha Road" in the Song Dynasty.

Interpretation: In the fragrance of rice flowers, people are talking about the harvest year, and there are bursts of frogs in their ears.

5. Poem: The breeze and bright moon are unattended, and the south building is cold.

From: Huang Tingjian's book "Ezhou South Building in Song Dynasty"

Interpretation: The breeze and bright moon are unrestrained, and the moonlight melts into the breeze and blows from the south, making people feel cool and comfortable.

6. What are the ancient poems describing the evening in the summer countryside?

1. Riding out of Su Village's Home with Yuan Deyan on a Summer Night.

Year: Ming Author: Gao Shusi

The scene is full of inflammation. Try it gently.

The breeze sends trees, and the moon touches the ground.

It's a long way to go, Xiu Yuan, and it's as you wish.

Father Tian stopped me, and the hut advised the guests to get drunk.

Began to beat the sky and look up at the stars.

One is greedy for chickens and millet, and the other is sighing for the former.

The porch is bound by sorrow, and the rivers and seas are hurt and haggard.

And willing to be an old farmer, dare to call it a high position.

Go back to the old market tomorrow and try to take care of yourself.

2. Huanxisha

Year: Tang Author: Du Fu

Seeing the fish in the dark red sun, even the village turned green and black, hiding in the dark at night, and all the yellow children got together.

Although elk are not used to meeting people, apes don't need to bark when they smell drums. When they come back, they will talk to Sanggu.

3. "Linjiang Xian, the snail's head is wet and green"

Year: Song Author: Zhao Changqing

The snail head in the distant cave is wet and green, and the snail tail is sparse. The rainbow is broken, and the rain clears up. The lights in Yancun village are dying, and Jiangpu painting is difficult to achieve.

I spread the leaves in the middle, and finally I exposed myself to the wind. Old grievances are the most important. I can't bear to play the flute three times, and I am heartbroken.

Step 4 go hiking

Year: Song Author: Lu You

An old man can't expect more than 70 things, but he still relies on mountains and waters to dispel all his troubles.

The ear cap is wide and new, and the monkey car rides steadily.

Wine flag dripping rain village, tea stove cooking smoke wild temple.

If you talk about long-term things in the world, you can't be proud of it.

5. Country night

Year: Song Author:

In a pond full of grass, the water is full of water, and the mountains cover the waves.

Cowherd's child sat on the cow's back and casually played the tune with piccolo.