What doggerels describe "It's too hot at noon and there is no one in the street"?

The sun is very hot and the temperature is very high.

Sweat is running down my body.

Rich people have air conditioning,

The poor house was rocked by a fan.

A fireball hung in the sky,

Pour hot oil underground.

I only hate flying wings,

Visit Guanghan Palace.

It's hard to sleep on a midsummer moonlit night because mosquitoes have nothing to do in their ears.

I still feel inflamed after the air conditioner is blown. I just hope the breeze hits my ears.

White clouds are fluttering and the sun is shining.

The road is so smoky that pedestrians can't see it.

The doggerel originated from the folk in the Tang Dynasty, and has developed continuously since then, showing active vitality. Such poems are generally easy to understand, humorous and sometimes ironic.