A good poem about June

1. A poem describing Koike's June 1st.

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.

2. Praise the theater of ancient poems and songs in June. The wind in June is clear and fragrant, and the red and green fans reflect the clear waves.

Mulan boat is like a flower girl, a lotus house, and Ai 'er. Xiuzhu Village is an old woman who lives by the river.

When you go out, you only hear the sound of "goo goo", and there are paths in the forest. Green bamboo garden behind the house, buttonwood tree in front of the house.

My cousin took my hand and went to the river to catch fish. On a midsummer night in Taoyuan, adults shake cattail fans and children catch dragonflies.

The cicada in the tree sings freely, whether you listen or not. Talking about what's going on in the world is comfortable and relaxing.

Lie down and count the stars. 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, the cicada Bai Juyi fell in Qing Xiang, and the willow wind blew.

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.

3. Sentences describing the scenery in June 1. In early summer, all kinds of wild flowers are in full bloom, red, purple, pink and yellow, like bright spots embroidered on green carpets; Crowds of bees are busy among the flowers, sucking the stamens and flying around with difficulty.

The willows in the street look sick. The leaves were covered with dust and rolled around the branches, and the branches did not move. There is white light on the road, and the vendors dare not shout. The plexiglass signboard at the door of the store seems to have been sunburned.

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

The clods on the ground are boiling hot, and several dark brown crickets with big bellies jump around like springs.

The roadside trees are lush, and cicadas sing in unison, as if boasting about their seasons.

6. Walking in the garden, pink flowers appear in front of you, slim and graceful. Oh, summer is pink!

It was a summer without rain for a long time. The old loaches in the field were all turned white by the scorching sun. The stream near the village dropped a few inches, and the stones above the water suddenly became bigger.

Climbing the rugged hillside, I saw the green grass all over the mountain. There seems to be no gold on the grass there, only green. Oh, summer is green!

In September and July, the sun hung in the blue sky like a fireball, and the clouds seemed to be melted by the sun and disappeared without a trace.

10, grass, reeds and red, white and purple wildflowers were steamed high in the sky by a fiery red sun, and the air was filled with sweetness and intoxication.

1, beautiful summer. The first bright cloud emerged from the breezy blue sky, penetrated the first green leaf evenly from the bright sunshine, and danced in the bushes from the first dragonfly. The pigeons returning from the air were filled with the smoke of sunset. In this way, summer came gently with heavy steps, breaking a pool of spring water, spring breeze and spring rain were gone, and bloom was already full of trees, although I was very sad.

2. In the early morning, by the pond where the willows are reflected, on the leaves where the grass buds are sprouting, and in the red-faced summer, people clamored and strode forward, pushed open the willow green window of the pink door, and made a tidal commotion, drowning the birdsong and willow flute. The breeze carries the desire of the season and shows it selflessly and fearlessly at the highest place in summer. Gu Teng is still wrapped in lush acacia, moss is still dancing with time, and girls in red are flowing in the field of vision. Her beautiful image embodies the aura of things and walks as lightly as a swallow.

3. Summer is sweet. The rain in summer is especially warm. When it landed in the air, it looked down at the earth in a reserved and misty manner. The summer rain is lingering, and the peach blossoms are wet and whispering. Summer rain gently caresses your feet and wets your cheeks. Green looks greener in the rain. In this summer of May, the coming rain flooded the back of the city in the form of time. The trees outside the window are lush, and the scenery in the distance is gradually indifferent. Rain or shine, secretly nourish the mood; Or gushing, dotted with the city's rushing scenery. A shower was foggy, light red and yellow, and the lingering rain was hanging under the eaves, and the flashing light filled the sky. The rain lowered its voice, but it was still raining. A ray of rain meets another ray of rain in the air, murmuring dialogue, and falling to the ground for an instant, but quietly.

The gauze-like rain curtain blocked all the dust in the summer sunshine and repelled the hot air. Stand in the summer rain, let the rain float on your body, and let that fresh, fragrant and refreshing slowly penetrate into your heart and spleen; Standing in the summer rain, let the dry heart buried in the world of mortals be moistened, find a little peace, find your own voice and thinking.

5. It's warm in summer. As the days get longer and the sun gets stronger, the shadow of the sun takes on another look, which is the true face and texture of life. The midday sun embraced the sweat enthusiastically; Are the spreading waterline in the lake and the rolling flower shadows on the shore chasing the willow wind flowing through the fingertips or rushing to the distant spring? The long-lost cicada awakened Xia, opened the love of the sun, and with an optimistic spirit, took Xia freehand brushwork as a tribute to passionate life.

4. Collect hymns and articles in June, the passion in June. In June, we felt passion. On June 27 th, the ancient poem, looking at the lake building, drunk books, Su Shi's dark clouds over the mountains, white rain jumping off the boat.

Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle. After all, the scenery of the West Lake in mid-June is different from that at four o'clock.

The next day, lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and lotus flowers reflect sunlight in different colors. Early summer is still clear and harmonious, and the grass has not stopped. Early summer: Xia Meng, April of the lunar calendar. Rest: prosperity and decline.

In the Southern Song Dynasty, Xie Lingyun's Poem of Swimming Pool Jin Fanhai is full of beautiful scenery, with bright candlelight, and the first spring in the clear summer is the end of spring. Summer harvest: early summer.

In the Southern Dynasties, Liang, Wang, Monk, Confucianism, Wheat Ripe in the Wind, Plum Chasing in the Rain, Huang, Yuxin, Feng Heling, the mountain lights suddenly went out in the west, and the moon rose slowly from the lake in the east. Open my window, lie down calmly and write down the cool scenery of sunset, moon and summer night.

Tang Menghao's "Summer in the South Pavilion" In summer, the pond fades and the trees cool early. Summer Night in Tang Shen is quiet during the day, and the solitary flower shows the solitary flower in spring: a flower. Chun Ying: The remnants of spring have arrived in early summer.

You Kai Yuan Jing She by Wu Ying, Tang Wei, collected the summer heat in the remnant clouds, and the new rain brought autumn haze: fog. Tang Cen Can's "Shuige sends Huayin Wang Shaofu to the county" began with the yin qi in midsummer, and autumn is like a cloud. Half midsummer: half midsummer, half lunar May.

Seats: The way the wind blows. Yu's "Send Master Liu" was edited by Jiangnan and Cisun.

Xia Meng: Early summer refers to the fourth month of the lunar calendar. Cizhu: Bamboo name, also known as mother bamboo.

F: It seems to be arranged. Qi: The ancients thought that blowing slugs (giant clams) could create a virtual scene of the castle. It is actually an illusion that light passes through air with different densities and reflects the prospect in the air. It is also called a mirage.

Orchestral music: Describe frogs singing like playing music. In Xia Meng by Tang Jiayu, rocks are like rain, and forests and roses cover the sky. There are many cold rocks: the springs and waterfalls on the rocks are flying in the air, and a cloud of smoke hangs like a rain curtain on a sunny day.

Candy Luo's sentence: The vines are winding in the forest, and the shade covers the sun, which makes people feel cool in midsummer. Tang Fanggan's "Top of Hongji" is dark in summer, and the balcony reflects into the pool.

Crystal curtains fluttered in the breeze, and the courtyard was full of fragrant crystal curtains: Describe the balcony reflection as crystal curtains in the water, Ming Che. Tang Gao's "Mountain Pavilion Summer" is drizzling and fine grass hanging on the wall, and the wind on the water returns to the settlement. Zhang Tang's "Summer Veteran Lin Ting" shows that warm wind makes wheat fragrant in sunny days, and green grass wins flowers when wheat is fragrant: the taste of wheat harvest.

Flowering time: the time of flowering. Wang Song Anshi's Early Summer is a Thing. Why do you hate it when Fang Fei is gone? Summer wood is just a pleasant fragrance: fragrant flowers and plants.

Cute: suitable for people. Close "Black Sky in March" The wind is old, the warbler is young, the rain is fat, and the Li Shuqing Circle in the afternoon: the laudatory name of a tree.

It means that young warblers grow up in the breeze, and abundant rain moistens plums. At noon, a cool round shade was formed under the tree. Zhou Bangyan's "Man Ting Square Xia Jing" in Song Dynasty, after the rain, the lotus flowers are full of fragrance, and the magical pumpkins are cool. Divine pumpkin: melons and fruits are soaked in cold water.

Song and Li Chongyuan recalled that there was no fence falling in Wang Sun's summer poems. In Song and Fan Chengda, Shuri dragonflies and butterflies flew in the four seasons, and the breeze broke Xia San Day. Yuan and Wang Hui's crossing the sand ditch shop, it rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. Song made an appointment with him: "It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. If you don't come at midnight, knock off the chess pieces and die. "

Red and purple turn into dust one after another, and in the sound of cuckoo, Xia Xin is red and purple: it refers to all kinds of flowers. Song Lu You's quatrain in early summer: "Red and purple have become dust one after another, and the cuckoo sounds new in summer.

It was during my endless journey in Sang Ma that I realized that I was a peaceful person. Modern Poetry: Memories are destined to be full of drunken flowers in June, full of fragrant grass and persistent rhyme. Only by imagining this only weapon can we cross the time tunnel. In the days after June, every minute of death is leaning sideways. Behind June, which is no longer completely waiting, lies a faster June, which swims on the bank of a long and eternal river. There are no dead teeth on the ship. I'm looking for the forgotten piano. June has become a double-edged sword. We were scarred by a virtual flowering period and ending, and our hearts broke out, just like yesterday.

Essay: June Author: Xiangxiang Released 2007-06-01:19: 07 The wind in May sent away the warmth of flowers, leaving an eternal memory, and June was written on the stationery of the season! In June, graceful lotus flowers stir people's feelings; The beauty of the dance reflects the cool and clear river. Breeze blowing, layers of comfortable hugs, a fragrance gushing from the deep and beautiful bones, faintly spreading far and far in the wind. This is the most unique charm given by nature to June! Pomegranate in June is full of flowers and lush foliage, just like mature fruits.

Sucking quietly is harvest and maturity! What is sweet in my heart is the coolness that pervades the bottom of life in June, which is so chewy! Despite the scorching sun, the wind and fire can't cover up the rich connotation of June itself. Look! Crowds are surging, colorful clothes and makeup are woven into a rainbow across the world, depicting a poetic life.

Blooming flowers; Emerald grass; Lush trees; Hyacinthus orientalis conveyed the good news of this season. At the peak of youth, a burst of Xia Feng blew, and the farmers in the sheep farm added a luster to the summer harvest, which was the pride and joy of the harvest! Ah! In June, you are masculine and enthusiastic, and your life is full of strength and resilience.

After the storm, the flowing mist is more beautiful, and the lotus leaves are covered with crystal dew, which is more elegant and noble. Ye Er's "Imagine" is telling a touching story among frogs, that is, the legend of June! .

I hope I can help you.

5. 6 poems describing the moon 1. Poetry of Han and Wei Dynasties 1. The bright moon shines at night, promoting the east wall.

Yuheng refers to Meng Dong, and the stars are vivid. Thousands of years of exposure to weeds, the season suddenly changes.

In the woods of Qiu Chan, the mysterious bird died peacefully. Yesterday, I was a friend of the same family, holding high and shaking six purlins.

If you don't want to join hands, you will abandon me like a relic. There is a fight between the north and the south, and the morning glory does not bear the yoke.

What's the use of not having a solid name? 2, listen to the moon poem, listen to the moon building head is too clear, listen to the moon according to the building is the most distinct. Skyscrapers turn silently, and medicines jingle.

The music is wide and cold, and the axe is tinkling. Occasionally, a fragrance blew away Chang 'e's laughter.

3, the bright moon is in the sky, the bright moon is in the sky, according to my bed. Too sad to sleep, wandering around in clothes.

Although the guests are happy, it is better to turn back early. Who should you sue when you leave home alone? Back to my room, tears stained my clothes.

4, complaining about new songs, fresh and clean as frost and snow. Cut into acacia fans, round like the bright moon.

In and out of your arms, shaking the breeze. I am often afraid that the autumn festival will come, and the coolness will take away the heat.

If you give up your donation, your kindness will be lost. Second, the poetry of Tang and Song Dynasties looks at the moon for fifteen nights (Wang Jian). In the atrium, there is a crow in Bai Shu and a silent and moist osmanthus fragrans in Coody Leng.

Tonight, the moon is full of hope, and I don't know who Qiu Si will fall into. Guan Shanyue (Li Bai) The bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the 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 garrison soldier looked at the remote border town, and his hometown could not help but look sad.

The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away. Drink the bright moon (Li Bai) from a pot of wine among the flowers alone, and I will drink it alone. No one is with me.

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.

Ye Si (Li Bai) has such a bright thread at the foot of my bed. Could it have been frosted? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

Moonlight night (Liu) half full moon color, Beidou south withered. Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.

Chang 'e (Li Shangyin) mica screen candle shadow is deep, the long river is gradually falling, and the stars are sinking. Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.

On August 15th, jathyapple (Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty) looked at the moon and flew into the mirror, returning to his heart and folding his sword. Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven.

The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers. At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox.

A Moonlit Night Memories Brothers (Du Fu) Wanderers listen to drums and geese sing Qiu Ge. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!

Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.

The moon (Zhang Jiuling), which is far away from the moon, is now at sea, and the horizon is * * * at this time. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! 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. When Shuangyue (Li Shangyin) first heard about Yan Zhengsheng, there were no cicadas, and the water 100 feet high reached the sky.

The frost goddess and the moon are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and pure in the cold and frost recreation. There is a bosom under the autumn night (Meng Haoran). Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua is wet.

The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in. The courtyard is sparsely shaded, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent.

What is the ceremony? Look at the sky and stand. On the night of August 15th, the moon was played in Taoyuan (Yuxi, Liu Tang). Seeing the moon in the dust is also idle, and love is between the fairy houses in the clear autumn.

Long and cold, standing on the highest mountain at this time. Blue is nothing but Feng Yun, and Songshan grows in the water.

A group of people are moving leisurely, and Gogoing is thousands of miles away. Shao Jun led me to the jade altar and invited the real fairy officer to come from afar.

Clouds want to move under the starry sky, and the sky is cold with joy. Jin Xin gradually moved eastward, and the shadow of the wheel still rose.

It is difficult to get back together when it is absolutely beautiful, and he should be disappointed on this day. Mid-Autumn Moon (Yan Shu) turned to court in ten rounds, and took people to the corner alone this evening. Su E may not regret it. In the Mid-Autumn Moon (Su Shi), the moonlight is full of cold, and the silver 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? Looking at the moon in the pavilion on August 15 (Tang Juyi) Last August 15, 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. Mid-Autumn Festival (Lu Guimeng) shortened, first frost lost late, and the wind seemed to send the curtain wedding. Inclined trees are separated, and candlelight is full of fragrance. I love sheng tune without hesitation, listening to the stars disappearing in the north. Who wants to reduce the coolness of school and noon? Guizi (Tang Pirixiu) Yuxing left the moon on the night of August 15th and found new flowers in front of the temple.

So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people. Song Sushi's Mid-Autumn Moon Tour: The bright moon is not out of the mountain, and the red light is thousands of feet.

A cup of silver is not full, and the clouds are scattered. Those who wash God's eyes should welcome the water from Fermin River.

Then I will be indifferent to the people in the world, just like I am sorry for Zhan Ran. Mars in the southwest is like a projectile. Its horns and tail are bright and pale.

Not tonight, but even fireflies are fighting for the cold. Who was rowing yesterday? This is a thousand days and nights.

The twists and turns have no intention of chasing the waves, and they bow their heads to sacrifice with the song board. Will the waves and wind regain their strength before the green fluorescence disappears and turns to the mountains?

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 better, and the grass dew in the cold throat.

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.

In the Ming dynasty, the personnel were in the same position as the morning glow, and suddenly I dreamed of Yao and Taiwan. In the Mid-Autumn Festival (Mi Fei in Song Dynasty), the eyes were poor, Huaihai was wrapped in silver, and everything was red and cultivated.

If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon. Zhuang Ni's Mid-Autumn Festival (Yuan Haowen) is too thin for a thick meal, too narrow for a dress, and it is already cold in autumn. The children looked back at the road. I don't know the hut is hard to get out, the stream is noisy and the stone beach is in the mountains.

6. What are the poems in June? 1. In Xiaochi, Southern Song Dynasty, Yang Wanli's eyes are silent, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves sunny and soft.

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 to Yang Wanli in the Southern Song Dynasty. After all, in mid-June, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock.

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, Wang Hu Building was drunk. In the Northern Song Dynasty, Su Shi's dark clouds turned over the ink to hide the mountain, and the white rain jumped off 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.

Fourth, "Mountain Pavilion Summer" in the late Tang Dynasty, the tall trees are dark and the summer is long. The balcony is reflected in the pond, the water curtain is moving gently, and the roses are fragrant. Poetic and picturesque: in the quiet courtyard in the mountains, the eyes are all shaded by green trees, the balcony leaves the reflection in the pool, the breeze blows, the crystal curtains shake gently, and the fragrance of roses is rippling and permeating every corner of the courtyard.

5. Sleeping in the Southern Song Dynasty in the early summer, Yang Wanli's teeth were splashed with acid, and the banana was divided into green screens. Spring goes to summer, and the days are long and tired. After a nap, I feel depressed and watch the children play with catkins in the air.

Poetic: Plum tastes very sour, and there is residual acid between the teeth after eating; Bananas began to grow, and the shade set off on the screen window. Spring goes and summer comes, and people are tired. After a nap, they get up and feel bored. They have nothing to do, watching children play and catching catkins flying in the air.

Six, Sanqu Road During the Southern Song Dynasty, plum blossoms were blooming, the sun was shining, and the stream was exhausted while Shan Ye was swimming. The green trees on the mountain road are as dense as when they came, and the bushes of several orioles in the dense forest add more fun than when they came.

Poetry: the season when plums are about to mature, and the sun is shining for a few days. I took a boat to the end of the stream and walked up the mountain road. The shade is similar to that on the road. At this time, the sound of orioles has been added to the mountains.

In the early summer, the water in the Songru duck pond is shallow, and the weather is semi-sunny when the plum is ripe. The East Garden is full of wine and the West Garden is drunk, and the loquat trees are golden.

Poetry: Ducks are playing in the shallow or deep water of the pond, plums are ripe, and the weather is half sunny and half cloudy. In this pleasant weather, I gave a banquet and invited some friends to visit the East Garden and the West Garden.

Picturesque scenery, particularly comfortable mood, enjoy drinking, some people are already drunk. Loquat in the garden is full of fruits, hanging on the tree like gold, just picking and drinking and tasting.

8. In the early summer of the Northern Song Dynasty, it was sunny and rainy in April by Sima Guang, and Nanshan became a clear household. There is no catkin because of the wind, only the sunflower is inclined to the sun, poetic: in early summer and April, the weather is sunny and warm, and it has just cleared up after a rainy day. After the rain, the mountains are greener and more pleasant, and the Nanshan across the door becomes clearer and cleaner.

There are no catkins fluttering in the wind, only sunflowers blooming towards the sun. Nine, Xijiang moonlit tour of Huangsha Road in the Southern Song Dynasty, Xin Qiji was shocked by the bright moon, and the breeze sang at midnight.

The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance. There are seven or eight stars in the sky. Before it rains at two or three o'clock, the old shop is near the forest and the road turns to the stream bridge.

Poetry: The bright moonlight woke up the birds and magpies that lived there. They left the branches and flew away. A breeze blew in the middle of the night, and cicadas kept barking.

In the fragrance of rice flowers, there are frogs, as if telling a story of a good year. Soon, dark clouds covered the moon.

There are only seven or eight stars twinkling on the horizon in the distance, and it actually started to rain in front of the mountain. Pedestrians panic: there used to be a thatched shop next to the trees in the earth temple to shelter from the rain, but now it is gone. He crossed the stream from the small bridge and turned a corner. Maodian appeared in front of him.

Ten, in the summer and Northern Song Dynasties, Suyi Shunqin Farewell Hospital was late in the summer, and pomegranate flowers were enlightened. The dense shade cut off the heat. It was at noon when I woke up and heard the intermittent chirping of orioles.

Poetic: the small courtyard is deep in the house, deep and winding. In this extremely quiet environment, some people have a bamboo mat. People lying on it, looking out, saw pomegranate flowers in full bloom, showing a bright charm through the curtains.

In midsummer, it is already noon, but the yard is still sunny, cloudy and cold. When I woke up, I only heard one or two warblers coming from the depths of the garden from time to time.

7. When will there be a bright moon in poems, famous sayings and essays about the moon? I take my glass from a distance. -Su Shi's "Mid-Autumn Festival with Water Tune and Ice Dust"

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. -Zhang Jiuling's "Full Moon Philip Burkart"

When is the moon in spring and autumn? How much do you know about the past? -Li Yu "When is the Spring Flower and Autumn Moon?

Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me? -Wang Anshi's "Dengguazhou"

The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk. -Ouyang Xiu's Life Inspector Yuan Xi

Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river. -Zhang Ji is a night stop near Fengqiao.

At that time, the bright moon was there, and it had returned according to the colorful clouds. -Yan Dao Ji's "Linjiang Fairy, Dream Back, Tower Lock"

It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war. -Wang Changling's "Two Embankments"

The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. -Wang Wei's Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains