What are the poems that describe the scorching red sun and the heat of the day?

1. There is a big kiln in the sky and the earth, and the Yang charcoal cooks for six months. All things are made of pottery, so why should anyone complain about the heat? You see that all the crops are harvested in autumn, and they are all harvested from the summer heat. The water in the fields is boiling like soup, and the sweat on my back is as wet as splashing. Farmer Fang Xia Yun, sit still and I dare to eat! ——"Five Hot Songs" Dai Xiuxi

2. Zhu Rong comes from the south to whip the fire dragon, and the fire flag burns the sky red. The sun's disk does not move away at noon, and all nations are like being in a torrential furnace. ——"Bitter Heat Journey" Wang Hub

3. Ten thousand tiles and scales are like fire dragons, and the sun's chariot does not move and melts with sweat. There is no reason for the feathers and the atmosphere is outside, and I sit in the steaming pot and steamer. ——"Bitter Heat" Lu You

4. The red sunflower grows ears when it rains, and the green jujube branches are not weighed down by the wind. When people are wet and sweaty, the cicadas in the forest are roaring loudly. ——"Midsummer Events" Chao Buzhi

5. The great heat exposes everything, and nothing can escape. Those who are dry want to produce fire, and those who are liquid want to shed ointment. Birds hate their feathers, and animals hate their hair. ——"Bitter Heat with Cai Zhongmou" Mei Yaochen

6. The six dragons are not resting, and the scorching sun rises in three days. I am tired of sleeping with several cases, and I am tired of leaning on the curtained bed. The sweat is like sweat, and the slight wind is like soup. ——"Bitter Heat" Xiao Gang

7. In May, people suffer from summer heat and humidity, which is said to be like steaming rice. The secluded birds shade the trees, and the waterfowl sometimes fly. ——"Summer in the Study" Song Dynasty Zheng Gang

8. The illustrious Yanguan opened his umbrella and chirped at the Red Emperor riding a dragon. Ander's thunder hits the nine places, causing rain to rise from thousands of peaks. ——Fan Chengda in "Jushu"

9. The red sun fills the sky and the earth, and the fire clouds form mountains. The grass and trees are all burnt and curled up, and the rivers and lakes are all dry. The light clothes feel heavy, the dense trees are bitter and the shade is thin. Don't get close to me with a quilt, and I'll take three more quilts. Thinking outside the universe, it is vast and vast. ——"Bitter Heat" Wang Wei

10. The Tian family has a free month, but in May people are twice as busy. At night, the south wind blows, and the wheat is covered with yellow. Women and aunts carry baskets of food, children carry pots of pulp, and go to the salary fields with them. Young men and women are in Nangang. The weather is full of rustic heat, and the sky is burning on my back. I am exhausted and don’t know the heat, but it’s a pity that the summer is long. There is another poor woman, holding her son next to her. She holds an earring in her right hand and a basket hanging on her left arm. Hearing his words of care makes those who hear them feel sad. When all the taxes on the family fields are exhausted, this is left to satisfy the hunger. What merit do I have now? I have never been engaged in farming and mulberry trees. The salary of an official is three hundred stones, and there is a surplus of food every year. I feel ashamed when I think of this, and I will never forget it. ——"Guan Mao Mao" Bai Juyi

11. Living deep in the city of Fujia, spring is gone and summer is still clear. God's will is to pity the quiet grass, and the world will be clear at night. And add high pavilions and small windows. After the bird's nest is dry, its body becomes lighter when it returns. ——"Wan Qing" Li Shangyin

12. The first summer is still peaceful, and the grass has not stopped. The water is flooded in the morning and evening, and the clouds rise and fall repeatedly. The Zhou Dynasty was tired of reading, and the situation was poor. The flow behind Sichuan is peaceful, but there is no calm in the sky. The sails are set to collect the stones and flowers, and the mat is hung to pick up the moon from the sea. There is no reason for the sky to rise, and there is a way to surpass the empty boat. Zhonglian Qingqi formed a group, and Zi Mou went to Wei Que. The reputation of being humble is not enough, and things that suit oneself can be neglected. Please attach a public statement and finally thank Tianfa. ——"A Trip to Chishi and Sailing" by Xie Lingyun

13. The pursuit of things encourages each other to renew, and the infatuated children retain the spring. Why hate Fang Fei when she is gone? Xia Mu is so gloomy and pleasant. ——"Odd Titles on the Dark Sun in March" Qin Guan

14. People are about to say goodbye in the evening in the pavilion, but the cool wine in the pool is not yet full. Close the door and dream in the evening, and the fairy palm will lead you back. The lotus leaf hides the fish boat, and the vine flower hides the guest hairpin. The remaining clouds bring away the summer heat, and the new rain brings the mist of autumn. I feel uncomfortable when I have lost my way, and I cannot bear to miss you when I am away. In Laizi Tinghu, there is a small river and pond. ——"Shuiting Huayin Wang Shaofu Returns to the County" Cen Shen

15. The sun will never fade, the heat will poison my intestines. The wind from thousands of miles away blows my clothes. The bright moon comes out of Haotian, and the dense forest spreads light. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, so open the xuan to enjoy the slight coolness. In the virtual light, you can see the smallest details, and feathers and insects are also flying. Things are not big or small, they adapt to their own conditions. Thinking of Bihogos, guarding the frontier in the poor years. How can we wash each other's hands and look at each other with heat? There was a fight in the evening, and the noise reached thousands of directions. Although the body is blue and purple, it is better to return home early. The north city is filled with sorrow, and the storks and cranes are flying. The condition is irritated and tired, and it is good to have intense thoughts. ——"Summer Night Sigh" Du Fu