A sentimental poem about June

In June, lotus flowers filled the lake.

Red clothes and green fans reflect clear waves.

Mulan boat is like a girl selling flowers.

Picking a lotus home loves many children.

Xiuzhu village

Grandma in the country,

My family lives by the river.

I only smell cuckoo when I go out.

There are paths in the forest.

The green bamboo garden behind the house,

The buttonwood tree in front of the house.

My cousin took my hand,

Catch fish by the river.

A midsummer night in Taoyuan

Adults shake the cattail leaf fan,

Children catch dragonflies.

Cicada sing freely in that tree,

Whether you listen or not.

Talking about what happened in the world,

Free and relaxed.

Lay down with hemp fiber,

Count the stars in the sky.

Zhou Nan litchi Dan in June, ten thousand clusters more clusters.

The crimson snow is bright red, and the jade pot is crystal clear and cold.

Gao Ming wrote new songs, and Fang Wei once recommended "Big Official".

The frost in Five Blessingg is still there, and a few oblique piles of stones are withered.

Father plows the original field, and son hoes the mountain.

The grain is not obvious in June, and the housekeeper has repaired the warehouse.

Clouds poured out and poured down like ink, but a mountain range was exposed on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the splashing water was like white pearl gravel, splashing on the boat.

Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.

On the night of June 3rd, I heard cicada Bai Juyi.

Lotus Qing Xiang dew drops, willow good wind.

On the third night of Weiyue, the new cicada made its first sound.

At first glance, I was worried about Beike. I listened to Tokyo.

I have a bamboo house, don't come to cicada again.

I wonder who rowed the boat last month.

The bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky, in the haze of the sea of clouds. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass. -Guan Shanyue of Li Bai

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! -Zhang Jiuling's "Full Moon Philip Burkart"

The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! -Du Fu's Moonlight Remembering My Brother

Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua is wet. The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in. -Meng Haoran, "I am pregnant under the autumn night moon"

On the evening of August 15 last year, next to the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool. On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall. Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast. Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual. -Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the 15th of August"

There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium. Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si? -Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights"

Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to court, and tonight is a lonely corner. Su E may have no regrets, but Yuchan is lonely and lonely. -Yan Shu's Mid-Autumn Moon

When did the moon begin to appear? Ask heaven for wine. I don't know what year it is in the imperial palace in the sky ... people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of rain and shine, which is difficult to complete in ancient times. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. -Su Shi's Water Tune

The bright moon is easy to fall and disperse, and it is even more important to see it when you come back. The clearer the moonlight in front of the hall, the more grass is exposed. Shutters push doors silently, while windows are silent and old. Du Nan is engaged in shame and poverty, and there are several people who write moon poems. -Su Shi's Mid-Autumn Festival Moon Appreciation and Ziyou Tour

The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts. If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year? -Su Shi's Mid-Autumn Festival Full Moon

Like Huaihai's eyes, the long sea is as white as silver, and millions of rainbow-like lights are pregnant with pearl oysters. If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon. -Miffy Mid-Autumn Festival "Looking at the Moon"

Go to the West Building before it's too late for Yun Zheyue. But when you call it, Yu Di will break with a loud blow ... If you make a long circle so late, human feelings may not depend on your acceptance. -Xin Qiji's "Man Jiang Hong"

When the moon raises a glass, you will be fragrant and green. Worship the fall of Huaxing, about the floating of the bright moon. -Wen Tianxiang's "Returning to Dong for the Mid-Autumn Festival"

Boats are moored at dusk in the west of the city, and the long bridge looks at the full moon. Gradually, I walked to the distant smoke grass, and suddenly I fell in front of the eaves next to Gaoting. -Xu Wei's Fifteen Nights in Jianning

It's a long journey in Qiu Guang, and it has the fragrance of orchids and laurels. The moon is bright and full, people are thousands of miles away, and the wind is urgent and the sails are light. -Zhang Huangyan's "Mid-Autumn Festival"

Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.

-Li Bai's "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone"

A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass. -Guan Shanyue of Li Bai

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! -Zhang Jiuling's "Full Moon Philip Burkart"

The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts. If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year? -Su Shi's Mid-Autumn Moon (Full Moon)

Like Huaihai's eyes, the long sea is as white as silver, and millions of rainbow-like lights are pregnant with pearl oysters. If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon.

-Miffy Mid-Autumn Festival "Looking at the Moon"

Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua is wet. The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in. -Meng Haoran's Autumn Night under the Moon

There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium. Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si?

-Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights"

Go to the West Building before it's too late for Yun Zheyue. But when you call it, Yu Di will break with a loud blow ... If you make a long circle so late, human feelings may not depend on your acceptance.

-Xin Qiji's "Man Jiang Hong"

3. A sad song about the moon, 1, "Shuidiao Song Tou"

When did the moon begin to appear? Holding my cup, I asked the blue sky

2, "Silent Night Thinking"

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

3. Looking at the moon, thinking of a distant one.

Don Zhang Jiuling

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.

People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.

Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.

You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.

Step 4 drink with the moon

Tang Libai

Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.

Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.

The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.

I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.

The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.

Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.

I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.

5. Meet You Huan

Don

Going to the west wing alone has nothing to say, and the moon is like a hook.

Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.

If you keep cutting, you will still be confused, and that is to leave your sadness.

Don't have a taste in my heart.

Wait,,,, and more! ! !

4. The mourning poem Xu Changtu's "Linjiang Fairy" is scattered from Tingxi, and it is long and hateful.

Looking back, the willows are getting heavier, the clouds are lonely and the geese are far away, and the cold days are red. Where to draw a boat tonight? The tide is flat and the moon is hazy.

Wine wakes people up, quiet and sad! In the dream of the remnant lamp sleeping alone, the light wave is more windy. (Write a classic about the pain of parting) On the moonlit night by the river, there is a spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide.

I drift thousands of miles, where there is no moon by the river! The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel. Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion. There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky.

Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year? Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is similar year after year. I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water.

The white clouds have gone, and Qingfeng is at a loss. Who will go boating tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building? Poor people wander upstairs for the moon, so they should leave someone to fill the mirror.

The jade curtain can't be rolled up, and the anvil refers to it. At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month.

Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water. Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned.

In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west. The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite.

I don't know how many people return home every month, and the moon is full of rivers and trees. (Say this song: a song beats the whole Tang Dynasty) In the case of jade, he Zhu Lingbo didn't cross Hengtang Road, but he watched it go.

Who is the golden flower? Moon Bridge, Flower Pavilion, Window and Zhujiajian are only known in spring. Ran Ran Yun Fei, at dusk, drew a new topic, heartbroken sentence.

How much leisure do you have? Yichuan tobacco, city wind, plum yellow rain. (Describe the late spring ~ ~) Yu Linling Liu Yong is chilling and sad.

The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest. All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them.

Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo.

Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. What's more, it is a cold autumn festival.

Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying. After the New Year, it should be a good time and a good scene.

Customs are strange, who to talk to. (classic! ! ) Looking at the tide, Liu Yongsheng is in the southeast, the city of Sanwu, and Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times.

Smoke willow painting bridge, wind curtain and green curtain, interlaced with 100 thousand people. Clouds and trees surround the bank and sand.

The raging waves roll with frost and snow, and the natural hazards are endless. Pearl in the city, luxury in every household.

Thick lakes overlap [mountains provide] Ting Anne. There are Sanqiu cassia seed and Shili Lotus.

Qiang tube clear sky in Wan Li, night, enjoy the lotus. A thousand riders have high teeth.

Drunk to listen to the flute and drum, enjoy the haze. The map of the future will be good. I will go back to Fengchi to boast.

This is the most famous landscape poem in Liu Yong's works. Yangzhou is a famous place in Huaizuo, a beautiful place to the west of Zhuxi, and it was less at first. Ten miles after the spring breeze, the wheat is green.

Since Huma went to see the river, he abandoned the trees by the pool and still hated talking about soldiers. Twilight, clear corners and cold winds are all empty cities.

Du's reward is now surprisingly heavy. Vertically speaking, although the dream of a brothel is good, it is difficult to be affectionate.

The 24th Bridge is still there, and Leng Yue is silent. After reading the red medicine by the bridge, you will know who you should live for every year.

I like Leng Xiang's rhyming poems, which is the most important thing. Where is Linjiang Xianhan Liunalan, Rong Ruo, Xu Fei and Hua Fei? The ice layer was destroyed. Sparing a tree is colder.

Love him, the moon is good, and haggard is also related. The most important thing is to shake it in the back and teach people to remember Chunshan.

It's hard to dream about a skirt intermittently. The west wind is more or less annoying and can't blow away the eyebrows.

Langtaoshannalan, Rongruoyuko turned away from the cold ashes, and the lines were completely different. The curtain is hung every other year, and the sunset is half red, when the swallows come.

Looking back on Yun Lan, I feel a lot. There are long and short dikes outside the long and short pavilions, full of dreams and infinite sadness.

Li Yu has nothing to say to go to the West Building alone. The bright moon is like a hook, and the solitary phoenix tree locks the deep courtyard in the clear autumn. Constant cutting and confusion are feelings of parting, especially the general taste. When was the autumn moon of Li Yu, a beautiful woman? How much do you know about the past? Last night, the small building was easterly, and the country could not bear to look back at the bright moon. The carved stone fence and jade should still be there, but Zhu Yan changed it. How much sadness can you have, like a spring river? The autumn wind is full of waves, and the waves are cold and smoky.

The mountain reflects the sun and the sky meets the water. The grass is ruthless, and the sunset is even more outside.

Dark homesickness, thoughts of chasing travel. Every night unless, sweet dreams make people unable to sleep.

The bright moon building is high and lonely. Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears.

Yu Jiexing (Qiu Si) Fan Zhongyan has fallen leaves and fragrant bricks. The night is silent and cold.

Every night, we can see the tulle moon, but the one we love is thousands of miles away. Every year tonight, the flowers on the moon are like practice, and people are thousands of miles long.

I got drunk for no reason. Tears come before wine.

The afterglow of the lamp extinguished the pillow. Know the taste of loneliness.

This bitter waiting is still far away, although it is a long time, there is no way to escape. Green door leads. Spring is warm and cold, and the wind and rain are late.

Tingxuan was lonely and near Qingming, full of wine, and fell ill last year. The wind wakes up in the corner of the building and the door is quiet at night.

It was seen by the bright moon and the partition wall. The immortal Zhang Xianshui listened to the wine several times and was drunk in the afternoon.

Send away spring, when will spring come back? Near dusk mirror, sad past years, past and future empty. On the beach, on the poultry pond, the clouds break the moon.

Heavy curtains and tightly folded lights, the wind is uncertain, people should be quiet first, and tomorrow should be full of red eyes. Liu Yong, who was born in Klang Ganzhou, sprinkled the rainy evening on the river and washed away the autumn.

The bleak frost wind is tight, the river surface of the mountains and rivers is deserted, and the setting sun shines on the tall buildings. Red flowers wither everywhere, and all the beautiful scenery gradually disappears.

Only the gushing water of the Yangtze river flows eastward without sound. Without the heart to climb the distance and overlook the distant home, it is difficult to gather the desire to go home.

Sighing for years, why bother me? I want beautiful women to dress up, miss a few times, and return home. Fight for me, lean on the dry place, I am in a hurry.

(Not much to say.

Another expert with the best fingertips.

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The corner of the sunset painting in the upper reaches of the land of Shenyuan is sad, and Shenyuan is not a pool platform revival. Under the sad bridge, the spring waves are green, which used to be a stunning photo.

Huan Xi Sha Xiang cymbals Li Jing sells residual green leaves, and the west wind worries about green waves. With the light * * * gaunt, ugly.

The chicken is far away in the drizzle dream, and the small building blows through the cold. How many tears I hate and rely on.

(The father of the deceased.

On a trip to Tasha, I lost my balcony in the fog, and the moon was in the maze, but I couldn't find a place to overlook Taoyuan. It was a lonely museum, closed in the cold of spring, and cuckoos rang in the sunset. Mail plum blossom, fish pass by, let me have no hate. Chen Jianghang bypassed Chen Shan, so who got off Xiaoxiang? Yulou Yan Shu Changting Road's green sheep grass, young people can easily go to the roof to dream for five minutes, and spend. ) Su Mu Gaisong Zhou Bangyan burned agarwood to cool off the heat.

5. Poems describing June 1st. cuvette

Yang Wanli in Southern Song Dynasty

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.

Poetry: The silence of spring cherishes the long flowing water, and the shade of trees reflects the water because it likes the gentleness of sunny days. Just as the little tender lotus leaves its tightly wrapped tip, the lovely dragonfly comes to stand on it early.

Second, Xiao Jingci Temple sent Lin Zifang.

Yang Wanli in Southern Song Dynasty

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.

Poetry: After all, it is the scenery of the West Lake in June, and the scenery is really different from other seasons. Lotus leaves will never be seen in the sky, and lotus flowers are particularly bright and red in the sun.

Third, on June 27th, I got drunk in Wang Hu Building.

Su Shi in Northern Song Dynasty

Clouds poured out and poured down like ink, but a mountain range was exposed on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the splashing water was like white pearl gravel, splashing on the boat.

Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.

Poetry: A dark cloud floated in the distant sky. They rolled like ink and didn't block the mountain. Shiny raindrops jump on the boat like pearls. Suddenly a gust of wind swept in and dispersed the dark clouds. After the rain, the blue waves are like mirrors, and the water surface is like a blue sky, which is another beautiful scenery.

6. A sad poem about the moon shining so brightly at the foot of my bed. Is there frost already? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

2, "Jade Family" Tang Libai

Dew fell on the steps of jade, and the night was long. Dew wet the stone. Go back to my room and put down the crystal curtain, still looking at the exquisite moon through the curtain.

3, "Qiupu Song XIII" Tang Libai

The water is clear and plain, and the egrets fly to the moon. Lang listened to the girl picking ling and returned with a nocturne.

4, "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone" Tang Libai

Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.

The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.

The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.

I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.

5, "Guan Shanyue" Tang Libai

A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.

At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai. This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive.

The soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes. The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.

7. What are the six-character sad poems? 1, how many new pavilions cry, who dreams of the original soil. -Liu Kezhuang's "He Xinlang sends Zhen Chen Huazi"

2. How many new pavilions shed tears, who dreams of the original soil. -Liu Kezhuang's "He Xinlang sends Zhen Chen Huazi"

3, read poetry books, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, frequent years of wandering is easy to make people sad. -Yu Wenzhong's "Work on Golden Day, Choose One from Two"

4. Isn't ice fighting for tears? The benefits will be lighter. -Nalan Xingde's "Many things grind, five winds outside the curtain"

5, autumn wind and night rain hurt the rope. -Sun Daoyun, "Recalling Qin E's old friend in Moon Hee, returning to Qiao Yang to study, because I thought it was sent."

6. Farewell to Fujian, hurt yourself, and get old easily. I don't know where to treat my husband -Liu Cang's "The Giver"

7, who pity blowing sheng, Tianya Guanqing. -Nalan Xingde's "Qingpingle Lonely Flowers and Leaves"

8. The setting sun is flat. I'm worried about leaving my hometown to go to the people. -Zhu Dunru's "Picking Mulberry Sons and Peng Jizhen"

9. Luo Wei took the wind lightly and killed the lotus picker! -Mao Wenxi's "Yingtianchang Pingjiang Wave Warm Mandarin Duck Language"

10, last year, swallows were all over the world. Who is the swallow this year? -Zhang Yan's "Qingpingle Cai Fangren"