Poetry describing high temperature and heat

1. Poems about high temperature and heat.

Poetry about high temperature and summer heat 1. Poetry about high temperature and heat.

1, the breeze can't kill the summer heat, and the sunset flies to the top of the mountain.

People are worried that the dry rivers, lakes and seas will dry up, and the Milky Way will dry up? From: Song Wangling's Summer Drought and Bitter Heat. The summer breeze didn't drive away the heat, and the sunset seemed to have wings, flying on the hills and refusing to descend.

People are worried that rivers and lakes will dry up in this drought. Isn't God afraid that the Milky Way will dry up? 2. From a bitter and hot night, go upstairs and get dressed alone. The mountains and rivers condense in the midsummer heat, and the stars and Han people are bright.

Fire crystal Gan Lu, wild still wind. Exploring the soup leads to the yin well, and the stove opens the door.

From: Tang Zongyuan's Climbing to the West Building on a Bitter Summer Night. It's too hot to get up in the middle of the night, so put on your clothes and go to the west building to enjoy the cool.

Yamazawa reflects the scorching heat, and the Milky Way shines like Zhan Lu. The sun has dried the dew that moistens everything, but the wilderness is quiet but not cool.

The heat wave rolled in, I took a bath from the well water, and the burning heat opened the door to enjoy the cool. 3, covered in steaming rust, burning down.

I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer. Said by: Tang Bai Juyi, "Looking at Wheat Cutting".

Their feet were smoked by the heat on the ground and their backs were basked in the scorching sun. Tired as if I didn't know it was hot, I just cherished the long summer.

4, the 10,000-watt scale is like a fire dragon, and the Japanese car does not sweat. Feather has no reason, I sit in a steaming pot.

From: Song Luyou's Bitter Heat. The tiles on the house seem to be fire dragons, and people are sweating even if they sit still during the day.

There is no way to fly out of the heat like a bird with wings, but to endure the unbearable heat like sitting in a steamer. 5, the six dragons are endless, and the hot sun is in the sky.

Sleeping is annoying in a few cases and the bed is very tired. Sweat like rain, wind like soup.

From: Xiao Gang, Southern Dynasties, Bitter Travel Notes. The sun god drives six dragons around the sky, galloping with the intense sunshine that never stops in the dog days.

My sweat is like a rainstorm, and my bed is as hot as being lit by a big torch. I looked up in the yard, hoping that the wind would blow quickly, but even if it came, it would be as hot as fire.

2. Poems describing high temperature and heat.

1, the breeze can't kill the summer heat, and the sunset flies to the top of the mountain.

People are worried that the dry rivers, lakes and seas will dry up, and the Milky Way will dry up?

From: Song Wangling's Summer Drought and Bitter Heat.

The summer breeze didn't drive away the heat, and the sunset seemed to have wings, flying on the hills and refusing to descend. People are worried that rivers and lakes will dry up in this drought. Isn't God afraid that the Milky Way will dry up?

2. From a bitter and hot night, go upstairs and get dressed alone.

The mountains and rivers condense in the midsummer heat, and the stars and Han people are bright.

Fire crystal Gan Lu, wild still wind.

Exploring the soup leads to the yin well, and the stove opens the door.

From: Tang Zongyuan's Climbing to the West Building on a Bitter Summer Night.

It's too hot to get up in the middle of the night, so put on your clothes and go to the west building to enjoy the cool. Yamazawa reflects the scorching heat, and the Milky Way shines like Zhan Lu. The sun has dried the dew that moistens everything, but the wilderness is quiet but not cool. The heat wave rolled in, I took a bath from the well water, and the burning heat opened the door to enjoy the cool.

3, covered in steaming rust, burning down.

I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer.

Said by: Tang Bai Juyi, "Looking at Wheat Cutting".

Their feet were smoked by the heat on the ground and their backs were basked in the scorching sun. Tired as if I didn't know it was hot, I just cherished the long summer.

4, the 10,000-watt scale is like a fire dragon, and the Japanese car does not sweat.

Feather has no reason, I sit in a steaming pot.

From: Song Luyou's Bitter Heat.

The tiles on the house seem to be fire dragons, and people are sweating even if they sit still during the day. There is no way to fly out of the heat like a bird with wings, but to endure the unbearable heat like sitting in a steamer.

5, the six dragons are endless, and the hot sun is in the sky.

Sleeping is annoying in a few cases and the bed is very tired.

Sweat like rain, wind like soup.

From: Xiao Gang, Southern Dynasties, Bitter Travel Notes.

The sun god drives six dragons around the sky, galloping with the intense sunshine that never stops in the dog days. My sweat is like a rainstorm, and my bed is as hot as being lit by a big torch. I looked up in the yard, hoping that the wind would blow quickly, but even if it came, it would be as hot as fire.

3. Poems describing the hot summer.

1. I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer. (Bai Juyi: "Looking at Wheat Cutting")

Living in the depths of the city, it is still clear in spring and summer. (Li Shangyin: (Yat Sen Qing))

The first summer was peaceful, and the grass didn't rest. (Xie Lingyun: (Swim Stanley into the Sailing Sea ")

4. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the entrance is cool. (Du Fu: "Summer Night Sigh")

5. Farmer Fang Xia Yun, I dare to eat if I can't sit still. (Dai Fugu: "Hot")

6. Everyone is bitter and hot, and I love long summer days. (Li Ang: "Xia Lian")

7. Remnants gather in summer, and new rain brings autumn haze. (Cen Can: "Shuige sent Wang Huaying Shaofu back to the county")

8. Even if it rains, I don't know if spring will go. I feel that it will clear up before summer is deep. (Fan Chengda: "Xiqing")

9. Qingjiang River embraces the village stream, and everything in Changxiajiang Village is quiet. (Du Fu: "Jiangcun")

10. Why do you hate wheatgrass when she is gone? Xia Muyang and Yin are just cute. (Qin Guan: "March is a dark day")

4. Poetry on a hot summer day

In summer, the high shade is long in midsummer, and the balcony is reflected in the pond. The crystal curtain moves gently, and the roses are fragrant. Yang Wanli's "Little Pond" "Spring is silent and precious, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves sunny and soft. The river only shows sharp corners, and dragonflies have long stood on it. " In "Early Summer", Sima Guang's April is clear and rainy, and every household in Nanshan is clear. There is no catkin because of the wind. Only sunflowers are biased towards the sun. Fan Chengda plums are golden and apricot-fat, while wheat and white cauliflower are thin. No one has ever landed on the long fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying. Yang Wanli, after all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June. The next day, the lotus leaves are infinite, and the colors of lotus flowers are different. Fifteen nights he looked at the moon, crows lived in the atrium of Wang Jian, Bai Shu, and osmanthus in Coody Leng was silent. I don't know whose home Qiu Si belongs to. Du Fu's two orioles sing green willows, a line of egrets go up to the sky, the window is covered with snow in Xiling, and Soochow Wan Li is moored at the door. Meng Haoran's "Summer Sympathy in Nanting" was scattered in Shan Ye-suddenly there was no light in the west, and a bright moon slowly rose on the lake in the east, opened my window and lay down quietly. The wind brought the fragrance of lotus flowers, and the bamboo leaves dripped dew music. If you want to play the piano, you hate your bosom friend. Oh, the trouble of my midnight dream. Summer in the Mountain Pavilion, written by a poet in the Tang Dynasty, has green trees and long days. The balcony is reflected in the pond, and the water curtain is blowing gently, full of roses. The cool breeze written by the poet Wang Ling in the Song Dynasty can't kill the summer heat, and the sunset flies to the top of the mountain. People are afraid that the rivers and seas will dry up, and the sky will not hesitate to exhaust the rivers. Qin Guan, a poet in the Song Dynasty, pursued the willow with the breeze. The wind will make the lotus flowers in the pool fragrant. Yang Wanli, a poet in the Song Dynasty, wrote "Chasing the Cool on a Summer Night", which was still hot in the afternoon, and came straight to the point and stood in the middle of the month. The bamboo forest is full of insects, sometimes it's cool, but it's just wind. The mountain light in the Tang Dynasty poet Meng Haoran's Summer in the South Pavilion suddenly sets in the west, and the moon in the lake in the east rises slowly, emitting the coolness of dusk. Open my window, lie down quietly, the wind brings the fragrance of lotus flowers, and the bamboo leaves drip dew music. I will pick up my pipa and play it, but, alas, who here will understand? . Oh, it's my midnight dream. Su Shunqin, a poet in the Song Dynasty, left a courtyard with a clear summer banquet and pomegranate blooming on the curtains. At noon, the trees were shaded all over the ground, and I dreamed of a warbler. Lu You, a poet of the Southern Song Dynasty, wrote "Living in Early Summer". There was a beautiful scene in Weng's home, and the locust tree was hidden in the middle of the ridge. Sometimes when the water is full, herons can be seen, and when the grass is deep, frogs can be heard everywhere. The dragon has turned his head to shoot bamboo shoots, and the wooden pen is still open.

5. Poetry about the unbearable heat

The sun is like fire, and the wild Tian He is half burnt.

The farmer's heart is like soup, and his son Wang Sun shakes his fan.

Shanting Summer High Film

Green trees, deep shadows, long summer, the reflection of the tower in the pond.

The crystal curtains are blowing gently, and the roses are fragrant.

Yang Wanli's small pool

"Spring is silent and precious little, and the water is sunny and soft. Xiao He just showed his sharp corner, and the dragonfly had already stood on his head. "

Sima guang in early summer

April is fine, after the rain, it clears up.

There is an obvious turning point in Nanshan.

There is no catkin, because there is wind,

Only sunflowers are biased towards the sun.

"Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous Fun" Fan Chengda

Plums are golden, apricots are fat,

The wheat is gray and the cauliflower is thin.

No one crossed the long fence,

Only dragonflies and butterflies can fly.

Yang Wanli, sent to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple, Chu Xiao.

After all, in mid-June,

The scenery is different from the four seasons.

Lotus leaves are infinitely green,

Lotus flowers that reflect sunlight are different in color.

Full moon and fifteen nights, Wang Jian

There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.

Tonight, the moon is full of hope, and I don't know who Qiu Si will fall into.

Quatrain

Du Fu

Two orioles sing green willows,

A line of egrets flew into the sky,

The window contains autumn snow in Xiling,

Mambo Wu Dong Wan Li Ship.

Meng Haoran's Nan Ting Xia Xiang Xin

The shadow of the mountain rises suddenly, and the moon in the pond rises slowly from the east.

Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place.

The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound.

I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me.

Feeling for a night, I miss my old friends all night, and it is hard to miss them in my dreams.

Summer in the Mountain Pavilion written by a poet in Tang Dynasty

The trees grow dark in summer, and the balcony reflects the pond.

The water curtain swayed in the breeze, and the roses in the courtyard smelled sweet.

Summer drought and heat of the poet Wang Ling in Song Dynasty

The breeze can't kill the heat, and the sunset flies up the mountain.

People are already afraid that the rivers and seas will dry up, and they will do whatever it takes.

Qin Guanhao, a poet in Song Dynasty, enjoys the cool.

Take the dog after the willow to enjoy the cool, and draw a bed on the south bank of the bridge.

In the moonlight, the ship's flutes are jagged and the wind gathers lotus fragrance.

Yang Wanli, a poet in the Song Dynasty, chased the cool in summer nights.

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

Deep in the bamboo forest, insects are singing, sometimes it's cool, only the wind.

Summer in Nanting —— On Xin by Meng Haoran, a poet in Tang Dynasty

The shadow of the mountain rises suddenly, and the moon in the pond rises slowly from the east.

Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place.

The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound.

I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me.

Feeling for a night, I miss my old friends all night, and it is hard to miss them in my dreams.

Su Shunqin's "Summer Meaning" in Song Dynasty

Quiet and quiet small yard, I lay on a bamboo mat, cold all over; Pomegranate flowers in full bloom outside the window, through the hanging bamboo curtain, reflected Hong Ying.

The dense shade cut off the heat. It was at noon when I woke up and heard the intermittent chirping of orioles.

Lu You, a poet of Southern Song Dynasty who lived in early summer.

The lakes and mountains are the best place to put Weng's house, and the locust trees are shaded.

When the lake overflows, egrets fly in the air and frogs hum by the lake.

The dragon has turned back to shoot bamboo shoots, and the wooden pen still blooms the first flower.

Alas, let bygones be bygones, who * * * will sleep in afternoon European tea.

6. What is the signature or poem about "The hot weather has finally cooled down"?

1. "The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cool, and the vegetation is frosty.

2. Remove the pliers by heating and float for half an hour. See you in the drizzle pond. -Tang Du Mu's Qiu Si

Qiu Guang drew a cold screen with a silver candle and waved a small fan to drive away the fireflies. -Mutu's autumn night

4. It's a big dream in the world. How many times is it cool in autumn? At night, the sound of wind blowing leaves rings in the gallery. -Su Shi's "Xijiang Moon" is a big dream on earth.

5. The tube is full of frost, people are not sleepy, and the general has white hair and tears. -Fan Zhongyan's "The Fisherman's Pride Qiu Si"

6. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn. -Li Yu "Will be happy, go to the West Wing without words"

7. Moonlight in the pine forest and crystal stone in the stream. -Wang Wei's Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains

8. Moonlight in the pine forest and crystal stone in the stream. -Wang Wei's Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains

9. I am often afraid that the autumn festival will come, and the coolness will seize the heat. -Ban Jieyu's "Songs of Complaint"

10. It's a cool autumn. -Xin Qiji's Ugly Slave, Shuboshan Road in the Wall

7. Poetry about hot weather

1, lazy to shake the white feather fan, naked in the green forest. Take off the headscarf and hang it on the rock wall, leaving the cool breeze between the pines and the pines overhead. -From the Tang Dynasty: Li Bai's Summer Resort

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: I am too lazy to shake the white feather fan to cool off the heat and stay naked in the green forest. Take off the headscarf and hang it on the stone wall, so that the cool wind among the pine trees can blow over your head.

2, clouds receive rain and add waves, buildings are high and water-cooled and fragrant, and trees are shaded. In the mosquito net in the tent, there is a girl, wearing thin silk and holding Fan Luo, quietly enjoying the pleasant summer time. -From the Yuan Dynasty: Bai Pu's "Tian Jing Sha Xia"

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: When the clouds stop raining, the rain clears, and the water surface increases, adding waves. The tall buildings in the distance are taller than usual, and the water makes people feel colder than usual. The melon after the rain seems sweeter than usual, and the shade of green trees covers the eaves of the painting. On the rattan chair in the tulle tent, there is a girl, wearing a light silk summer dress and holding Fan Luo, quietly enjoying the pleasant summer time.

3, the night heat is still the same as the afternoon heat, open the door and stand in the middle of the moon. Bamboo trees are buzzing, not the wind. -From the Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli's "Chasing the Cool on a Summer Night"

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: At noon in summer, the weather is hot, but I didn't expect it to be so hot at night. Open the door and stand in the moonlight for a while. At this time, in the bamboo forest and Woods in the distance, there was a sound of insects singing, and a cool feeling floated head on. However, this is not the wind, maybe it is the tranquility and coolness of nature.

4, never sunset, inflammation steaming poison my intestines. Andrew Wan Lifeng, the wind is blowing on my skirt. Kazuki Watanabe musicians are born in heaven, and there are few forests. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the entrance is cool. -From the Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's Summer Night Sigh

Interpretation in vernacular Chinese: It's hard to get to dusk for a long time, and the summer heat smells like soup. How can I call Wan to fry clothes? The bright moon rises in the sky, and the sparse moonlight shines on the Maolin. Midsummer night is too short. Open the window and enjoy the cool.

5, the summer strips are green and dense, and the Zhu Xi is fresh. At noon on a hot day, a raging fire is burning. Turn the wind into chaos and return to the United States according to the water. The words between the windows are full of brilliance. -From the Tang Dynasty: Wei's Summer Flower Ming

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: In summer, the branches of trees are dense, full of green and decorated with scarlet flowers, which looks bright and delicious. At noon, in the hot sun, flowers burn like fire. A gust of wind blew, and the flowers and leaves were all rolled up, messy and reflected on the water, which was very fresh. When I came back, I saw the words on the window and my eyes lit up.