Ancient summer poems

Song Fang Hui

Dividing the sky into four steps, the most bitter thing is steaming.

Now I don't need desire, but I can't suffer from it.

It's going to rain again. Who knows how to hide ice?

Human resources return to yuan, and life depends on it.

2. Chasing coolness on a summer night

Song Yang Wanli

The heat at night is still the same as that in the afternoon. Open the door and stand in the middle of the moon.

Bamboo trees are buzzing with insects, not the wind.

Although the weather is so hot that people can't sleep, even there is no wind, but the poet can feel the coolness in the depths of the tree-lined, which shows that his mood is very peaceful and quiet; But also very helpless.

3. The Great Red Summer

Liu song Jiang sun

Nanpu green waves, only dilapidated, pedestrians walk. Although there are only 90 thousand, Tianchi Chunbi. Luan 'er and his wife, Feng's friends are competing with each other, and Gulls and herons have known each other in the air. Going to Yutang to see the Xijiang River in the sky is not something I used to do, so I'd rather have a farewell. It makes people feel old and empty. But when you are cold, pine and cypress are happy. Fortunately, cleaning up debts is not as good as having sex in Jinmen. It is very hot all over the world, so hot that there is almost no breeze.

4. The Book of Quiet Hall

Songcaixiang

Don't learn from others and don't learn too deeply.

Don't learn to slow down the world and go with the flow. In the daytime, it is difficult to judge right and wrong.

There is no vulgar depilator, and it is too loud. The heat is bitter and turbid, and the clear spring flows in Gao Cen.

Martyrs have no love, so it is necessary to find them.

It's very hot in summer, try to climb the gazebo. With the porch, you can't breathe, and suddenly you are born in autumn. That's what Yuan Jie said in the Tang Dynasty.

The summer heat has arrived, and beginning of autumn is not far away. The climate is not suitable for people, how can we enjoy ourselves, have a drink and enjoy the cool under the court?

5. "Poison fever sends Jane Cui to sentence sixteen brothers"

Don du fu

It's hot in summer, and it's lucky, so Jingyang doesn't know autumn.

There are collapsed wings under the forest and no boats in the water.

6. "selling summer"

Tang Bai Juyi

Why do you have to worry about the heat in summer and end up in the hospital?

There is nothing in front of me but the breeze under the window.

A calm mind radiates heat, and a calm life is empty.

It's hard to get along more comfortably with others at this time.

It is always hot in summer, but the poet Bai Juyi can take his time. He lives in a small yard. Although he was poor, he didn't get much, but under the cool breeze window, he was calm, the summer heat naturally faded, and there were not many things in the room, which was very refreshing. This poem is refreshing and refreshing to read, bringing a little coolness to people in the bitter summer.

7. Summer in June

Don

The summer heat in Sanqiu is approaching, and the forest clock moves in nine summers.

When the laurel ring opens at midnight, fireflies glow hollowly.

Melon and fruit invite Confucian scholars to grow into a Chi Mo.

Brocade is muddy, and history waits for the wind to blow.

8. Summer leisure

Tang Bai Juyi

I don't go out in summer, and no guests come.

There are deep curtains in the quiet room and new floors in the yard.

When I returned to the shore, I was proud of myself.

Clean your pillow and sleep in a cool place.

What do you have for lunch? One or two flavors of fish.

There are not many summer clothes, and there are only three or five things about banana yarn.

If you give enough money, you will get tired of long things.

Compared with others, I am too rich today.

The poet seems to be content and carefree. In the hot summer, the poet doesn't want to go out and no one visits him. The quiet room is hung with a gauze curtain, which is isolated from silence. The yard has just been cleaned, clean and tidy. Cool bamboo mats are just right for rest. One or two side dishes for lunch, and only a few pieces of banana yarn for summer clothes. Now we can be self-sufficient, and extra property is laborious. Compared with Yan Hui, I'm afraid I'm too rich and comfortable.

9. "Night of June 18"

Song Sima Guang

Old willow is noisy and desolate.

Human feelings suffer from the heat, so what if autumn is crisp?

Comb your hair before the wind when it rains cold water on the moon.

How to stay up late to pay tribute to the public?

Not everyone's heat is as free as Bai Juyi's. But Sima Guang is quite sad. Listening to the chirping of summer insects, watching fireflies flying in the deserted courtyard. It was a cold summer, but it suddenly became cool in autumn. The poet feels the passage of time and the aging of the years, and can't help feeling for it. Cold water, bald head, midnight, and paying homage to the public all reflect the poet's helplessness to the fleeting time. Cherish the present and cherish the years. Time is too thin and fingers are too wide. Don't let it slip away unconsciously.

10. "Great Xia Shu He Ying Chao"

Song Zhanglei

Thank you for coming if the door is closed for a long time. If you are afraid of heat, you will be empty.

Green attracts tender moss to keep bird prints, and green hangs residual leaves with insect books.

What are the merits of cold springs coming out of wells? Invite cool rice for nothing.

What do you mean by sea bass when the west wind is bleak?

This is a poem that answers questions. It seems that the poet is extremely afraid of heat, closes the door and refuses to go out. Because of the lack of people, the yard is covered with moss to attract birds to walk, and the green leaves are hanging freely with traces of insects. What is the cold spring flowing from the well? Bai Niao is not cool. Autumn festival is coming, and the west wind is rustling, inviting you to taste food and wine together. what do you think?

1 1. Great summer

Song Du Ji

As soon as the sun passes, the breeze is nowhere to be found.

Books talk about pillows, melons and fruits rise and fall.

Lan ruojing is quiet and quiet, and the hair is deep.

Inflammation and steaming are so much more precious.

The hot sun is vicious, I don't know when it will set, and the breeze seems to hide and have nowhere to see. Chatting with a few volumes of scripture sent a long day in Guang Chen, and melons and fruits fluttered up and down in the water. Lan Ruo (Hot Sansheng) Buddhism refers to the forest, which is extended to land of silence. Mautz means cabin. It presents a quiet and peaceful scene. In the last sentence, the poet pointed out that although the weather is so hot, we should cherish time.

12. "Listen to the golden flute in the summer water pavilion"

Huang Songting Jian

Bamboo can sing underwater dragons, and jade people should respond to the moonlight.

When can we wash away the air and heat in autumn and make it the wind of frosty days and fallen leaves?

It seems that the life of the ancients is always full of poetry, and the heat of the day dissipates at night. Invite three or two friends, bring a few pots of turbid wine and play the flute on the Shuige. It is extremely comfortable and cozy to think about it. In the first two sentences of this poem, the poet described the beauty of the flute, like an underwater dragon, vigorous and beautiful. Unlike ordinary people, Yu Di should live in Guanghan Palace. The poet also hopes to wash away the heat of the whole day as soon as possible and turn the notes into refreshing autumn wind.

13. "Drinking alone under the bamboo in summer"

Songzhenggang high school

Hsinchu is getting denser every day, and bamboo leaves are getting more and more.

Staggered four windows, the small ones are all fragrant.

The summer heat is full of energy, so we need to burn mountain fans.

This gentleman is leisurely, not in the meantime.

Falling with the wind, like a lovely person, also restored my face.

Yellow cross bamboo rafters and put them in the middle of the month.

The green is thick and light, and the jade is broken.

I held up a big bottle of wine to have sex with romantic.

The breeze never leaves me, and the moon is silent.

A person will get drunk when drinking, cool in his dreams and wide in the world.

The newly born bamboos are getting denser and denser, and there are more and more bamboo leaves. They grow irregularly outside the window, like ancient sacred trees. The summer heat is so full that it seems to set the whole mountain on fire. But bamboo is like a carefree gentleman, not in this hot summer. The breeze blew, like an understanding person, which made me laugh. The moon rises gradually and is embedded in the bamboo shadow. The bamboo image in the moonlight is a piece of broken jade, which is blown by the wind. I raised my wine lamp and wanted to invite the breeze and the bright moon to drink together. However, the breeze did not stop and the moon was silent. I was drunk alone. In my dream, the world was a pot wide.

14. "Lying in the Great Summer"

Song Chentianrui

Wei Yan has no arrogance and no business.

In the vast sea of clouds, dragons can't see.

I am a gardener, but I used to be a leading rafter.

Everything has been restored, and ten years is empty and bold.

The pavilions are loose and the ponds are blooming.

Fen Qing mud pollutes itself, but the roots are solid and the waves shake.

During the whole day, I felt lonely.

Evening fragrance, and look at this autumn.

In summer, the poet lay under the pine tree and felt a lot. The poet described the hot weather in hot summer, and it was depressing to think of his past pen writing career. Pines and cypresses are dense here, and lotus flowers are in full bloom. Pine and cypress have strong roots, but lotus flowers do not touch dust. Lying between such scenes, I have mixed feelings. After the world is bleak, the poet has forgotten the worldly glitz, and only wants to be protected in his later years and watch bloom blossom.

15. Great summer

Songgang Zhong Ping

Zeguo is already in the hot summer, and summer is still eternal.

The oven is burning and the water is shaking wildly.

Birds dare not measure, cicadas should put themselves first.

Poor flowers and leaves are good, gaunt, bitter and frosty.