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Beautiful June Rain Poems

1. A beautiful poem about June

2. A poem about practicing driving when it rains in June.

A beautiful poem about June 1. Poems describing June.

I. Koike

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. What are the ancient poems praising June?

1, "The Drunk Book of Wang Hulou on June 27th" Song: Su Shi's dark clouds cover the mountains, and the white rain jumps over the boat.

Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle. Suddenly, a strong wind swept in and dispersed the dark clouds all over the sky. The water in the West Lake was as blue as a mirror, bright and gentle.

Dark clouds surge up, just like splashing ink, but a mountain is exposed on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the splash caused by heavy rain is like white beads and gravel, splashing on the boat. 2. "Seeing Lin Zifang at Dawn in Jingci Temple" Song Dynasty: After all, the scenery of Yang Wanli West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June.

Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. The scenery of the West Lake in June is different from other seasons.

Thick lotus leaves spread out layer by layer, connected with the blue sky, endless green; Graceful lotus flowers are in full bloom, especially bright and red under the sunshine. 3. "He Xinlang's Summer Scene" Song Dynasty: Su Shi danced like smoke.

No one is quiet. When it turns cloudy to noon, the new bath is cool at night. Hand-made white round fan, fan like jade for a while.

I'm getting sleepy, lonely and awake. Who will push the embroidery worker out of the curtain? It's a waste to teach people and dreams to break the music of Yao and Tai.

The wind is beating on the bamboo again. Pomegranate half spit red scarf Cu.

I will be alone with you when the flowers bloom and the waves fall. Looking closely at a beautiful branch, my heart is as heavy as a burden.

Afraid of being caught, autumn wind is green. Stay here, you can't bear to touch it after drinking and drinking.

* * * pink tears, two rustling. Swallows fly to the beautiful house with carved beams and painted buildings, and there is no one around. Wutong turned around at noon.

On a cool evening, the beautiful woman just came out of the bath. Holding a silk-woven white round fan, the round fan and the plain hand are as crisp as white jade.

Gradually sleepy, leaning back on the pillow, sleeping soundly. At this time, I was thinking, who is pushing the door of color embroidery? Emptiness awakened Yaotai's good dream.

Give ear and listen, it turns out that the wind is knocking on the bamboo. Pomegranate flowers are half-blooming, like a red scarf. Only when floating flowers such as peaches and apricots are all gone will they bloom and associate with lonely beauty.

Look at this rich pomegranate carefully. The petals are as tight as a beauty's heart. I'm afraid that only the leaves are green when the west wind blows down.

If beautiful women come in the future, you can't bear to touch them after drinking and drinking. At that time, tears and petals will fall together and make a rustling sound.

4, "Tian Jing Sha Xia" Yuan Dynasty: Baipu clouds and rain are full of waves, the building is high and cold, and the 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.

Clouds and raindrops raise the water surface and increase the 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 has covered the eaves. On the rattan mat in the tulle tent, the young girl is wearing a light silk summer dress and holding a fan, quietly enjoying the pleasant summer time.

5. "Crossing the Sea on the Night of June 20" Song Dynasty: Su Shi entered the war and turned to the third night, and the bitter rain finally cleared up. Who decorated the clouds and the moon? Natural beauty and clarification of ocean colors.

In his spare time, Chaucer took advantage of music to get a general understanding of Xuanyuan's music. I don't hate the narrow escape in the south. I spent the rest of my life traveling.

It's almost midnight. It's raining and windy. God should pay attention. The clouds suddenly disperse and the moon is bright, and no one needs to decorate it. The sky is clean and the sea is crystal clear.

Although I crossed the sea by boat with Confucius' ambition to save the world, I seemed to hear the wonderful music of Huangdi Xianchi. Although I don't regret being exiled to the south, this long trip was the most magical experience of my life.

3. Poems about June

Qu Yuan is fresh and refreshing.

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.

4. Beautiful sentences about "End May and Welcome June"

It rained tirelessly, wetting the city, people's way home, and my already wet mood. Only then do we know that in May, when everything is thriving, there will be endless nostalgia.

1. Spring outside the Great Wall is always late. In May, everything revived, the trees turned green, and the grassland was still brown everywhere, but only the small buds that slowly emerged from the soil brought spring to this land.

2. The evening in May is beautiful, standing by the bridge alone, listening to the beat of running water.

May wind records beautiful legends, and every legend turns into a cloud, which permeates the whole sky.

May is romantic. Romantic May can always create colorful colors and always express elegant and fresh feelings. Although it is not sentimental under the warmth, it can still escape the beating passion, and people are shallow and quiet because of the legend of May.

On a sunny afternoon, the summer sunshine flows brilliantly like water notes, wetting different charming sorrows.

6. There is sunshine on sunny days, and sunshine is always full of warmth! I believe that with the love and encouragement of so many friends, sunny days will always be sunny!

7. I am walking in the wind in May, looking up at the sky, looking forward to the splendor of summer, the splendor of autumn and the solemnity of winter.

8. Among the colorful colors, June's straightforward personality, fiery feelings and heroic spirit are even more implicit.

9. The footsteps of June, in this June city, are slowly moving away, moving towards the east and summer between my body and mind.

10. The beautiful spring girl smiled and quietly left with her gentle and beautiful image. The strong summer boy came to us.

1 1. In June, a heat wave hit. The sun turned into a big stove, and the whole world was scorched hot.

12. Lang Lang's book sounds add vitality to June, and the flying catkins give people reverie; Children are the future of the motherland, the flowers in the big garden of the motherland in the morning, very beautiful.

13. Walking along the country road, looking at the golden wheat fields in the crops, the green fruit forests and the blue fruits in the fields.

June is a colorful season. Say goodbye to the gentle spring breeze and welcome the hot summer. Cicada in the tree is singing; In the field, 323131335323635438+0343130323136353593737 frogs are singing happily. This season has youthful sunshine and charm.

15. The sunshine in June is transmitted from the dense branches and leaves, and the ground is covered with spots the size of copper coins.

5. What are the ancient poems praising June?

1, read the drunken book in Hulou on June 27th.

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

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.

Suddenly, a strong wind swept in and dispersed the dark clouds all over the sky. The water in the West Lake was as blue as a mirror, bright and gentle. Dark clouds surge up, just like splashing ink, but a mountain is exposed on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the splash caused by heavy rain is like white beads and gravel, splashing on the boat.

2. "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang"

Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli

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.

The scenery of the West Lake in June is different from other seasons. Thick lotus leaves spread out layer by layer, connected with the blue sky, endless green; Graceful lotus flowers are in full bloom, especially bright and red under the sunshine.

3. He Xinlang's summer scene

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Smoke and dancing. No one is quiet. When it turns cloudy to noon, the new bath is cool at night. Hand-made white round fan, fan like jade for a while. I'm getting sleepy, lonely and awake. Who will push the embroidery worker out of the curtain? It's a waste to teach people and dreams to break the music of Yao and Tai. The wind is beating on the bamboo again.

Pomegranate half spit red scarf Cu. I will be alone with you when the flowers bloom and the waves fall. Looking closely at a beautiful branch, my heart is as heavy as a burden. Afraid of being caught, autumn wind is green. Stay here, you can't bear to touch it after drinking and drinking. * * * pink tears, two rustling.

Swallows fly to the beautiful house with carved beams and painted buildings, and there is no one around. Wutong turned around at noon. On a cool evening, the beautiful woman just came out of the bath. Holding a silk-woven white round fan, the round fan and the plain hand are as crisp as white jade. Gradually sleepy, leaning back on the pillow, sleeping soundly. At this time, I was thinking, who is pushing the door of color embroidery? Emptiness awakened Yaotai's good dream. Give ear and listen, it turns out that the wind is knocking on the bamboo.

Pomegranate flowers are half-blooming, like a red scarf. Only when floating flowers such as peaches and apricots are all gone will they bloom and associate with lonely beauty. Look at this rich pomegranate carefully. The petals are as tight as a beauty's heart. I'm afraid that only the leaves are green when the west wind blows down. If beautiful women come in the future, you can't bear to touch them after drinking and drinking. At that time, tears and petals will fall together and make a rustling sound.

4. Tianjin Sasha

Yuan Dynasty: Baipu

Clouds collect rain and add waves, buildings are high and water-cooled and melons are sweet, and trees are shaded and eaves are painted.

In the mosquito net in the tent, there is a girl, wearing thin silk and holding Fan Luo, quietly enjoying the pleasant summer time.

Clouds and raindrops raise the water surface and increase the 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 has covered the eaves. On the rattan mat in the tulle tent, the young girl is wearing a light silk summer dress and holding a fan, quietly enjoying the pleasant summer time.

5. "Crossing the Sea Night on June 20th" Song Dynasty: Su Shi

On the third night, the bitter rain will eventually clear up.

Who decorated the clouds and the moon? Natural beauty and clarification of ocean colors.

In his spare time, Chaucer took advantage of music to get a general understanding of Xuanyuan's music.

I don't hate the narrow escape in the south. I spent the rest of my life traveling.

It's almost midnight. It's raining and windy. God should pay attention. The clouds suddenly disperse and the moon is bright, and no one needs to decorate it. The sky is clean and the sea is crystal clear.

Although I crossed the sea by boat with Confucius' ambition to save the world, I seemed to hear the wonderful music of Huangdi Xianchi. Although I don't regret being exiled to the south, this long trip was the most magical experience of my life.

6. Look for poems containing "June"

The sudden heavy rain, thousands of reasons are who abandoned the withered roses all over the streets in June, and now it has become the excuse wind of others. However, the wind in May, the mastermind of this war without smoke, gradually faded at the dawn of June, cheering and cheering. In June, when the World Cup was kidnapped by sadness at the beginning, a person looked up at the pearls hanging on the wall in a dark room. Looking at the rain floating in the sky, I shattered all the happiness around me, and the cold soles of my feet and crazy football began to silence. Who is the lonely smell left on the sofa at night, and the arrogant nosebleed can't stop flowing? Sadly, all business love went bankrupt, leaving only a blue sky and the same melancholy eyes. At dusk, you can tear down all the threads that sew up the pain and let the pain move from calm to choppy. The rainbow covered your eyes after the rain. There is always a faint happiness hidden behind the pain. June is still sad without the corner of the pedestrian street. Step by step, measure all the wisps of tobacco in the empty room with sadness. In the emotional world, there will be no enthusiasm in June. Can there be tears in dry eyes? The sadness flying all over the sky holds June's hand. The same sad music began to pervade the madness of fans in any corner, as if it were the glory of dawn after centuries. Any tiny touch is the perfume sprinkled by the whole gorgeous light blue sad air, which keeps the dream of June going on. It doesn't mean that the frustration of growth has returned to the stage, singing and dancing alone. Every year, I search my mobile phone sadly, and I can't find a friend to talk to. In June, I closed all my sufferings, and I walked quietly in anger or distress. Has become behind the past, there is no reason or excuse, the gray sky, hidden sunshine, tacit sadness gradually, gradually, succumbed to happiness, let the breath on the lawn die desolate, who is remembering, who is crying, the gorgeous fireworks years ago have long been a beautiful memory, let go, let go, say goodbye to June with a smile, the tenderness we once had with each other is like a dream, and the tenderness without feeling is like the blooming of eggplant lotus.

Poems about the rain in June 1. Poems about rain in June.

Find a famous poem about the rain in June summer written by contemporary people for reference:

Night rain

Text/Li Zheye

In the smoky village, there is no moon in the summer night.

Invite friends of Dongxiang neighbors early. There is a business meeting tonight.

The candles have been burnt out and the guests haven't arrived. I'm even more tired of closing the door.

I will suddenly fall asleep and knock on the window. It's the rain at night. I want to joke.

Note Daihai, located in Liangcheng County, Inner Mongolia. It is located in a long and narrow subsidence basin, with Matou Mountain in the south and Manhan Mountain in the north. It is 25km long from east to west, 20km wide from north to south, with coastline of 6 1 km, lake surface160km2 and maximum depth of18m. It is one of the four major aquatic products bases in the region. Moderate water temperature, clear water quality, natural bathing place. Also known as Xuanhongchi, commonly known as Huluhai, it was called Tianchi, Hai, Zhu in Han Dynasty, Wei Jinyanchi, Yuanyangbo in Song Dynasty, Daihai in Liao Dynasty, Ang in Jin Dynasty and Ming Dynasty. On the lake, Yuanyang plays in the water, geese flock, the green grass on both sides of the river is lush, and the trees in the mountains are dyed green, which is known as the pearl beyond the Great Wall. It often rains in summer. I build a house near the lake and live in the countryside. It rains at night and knocks on the window, which has a unique artistic conception.

2. What are the poems about the rain in June?

1 Three Stories on the Lake by Zhang Kejiu in Yuan Dynasty

Silver silver carp and jade hand, jade skirt and gold thread yarn meet at the table, which is gratifying. Insert a jasmine flower. Write a poem and get drunk and sleep in the restaurant.

In June, the banana rain, the breeze in the two lakes, the poetry ladle in the tea stove with the old man red, and the lotus fragrance in the middle. When the flute blows three times, the crane rings the bell in the air.

Bamboo pillow, reed quilt, grass coat and lotus leaf towel, a wave of smoke on the lake in spring. Really, the fairy is outside. Penglai is near, and the purple flute blows the clouds.

2, "Shuidiao Song Tou Hand in Hand" Dai Yi in Song Dynasty

A * * * trial: an official, lucky and lucky, was born in a lucky month. One hundred thousand people in Loupu have teeth and burn a petal of incense; Zhang Jiang is a warlord in Wuli, thousands of years old. There are five sentences, and pepper sentences. Looking up at Xun Xun, looking down.

Bohai sells swords, and Hehan washes soldiers. It rains in June, and thousands of crops are horizontal. The season is so pleasant, providence is open, and Shen is born. At the beginning of 500 years old, thousands of families cheered.

Beam, rain hand, temple body. It's time to try the fish city. Draw lessons from the past, show Yutang's career, and then turn the old cave into green. Longer life, immortal ancestors.

3. The Mountain Pavilion in the Summer is a high-profile work in Tang Dynasty.

The trees are dark and long in summer, the balcony reflects the pond, the water curtain moves and the breeze blows, and the roses are full of fragrance.

4, "Summer Drought and Bitter Heat" Song Dynasty Mausoleum

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, so they will do it.

5, the song "cool" Qin Guan

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.

6. "Chasing the Cool in Summer Night" Yang Wanli in Song Dynasty

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.

6. Meng Haoran in the Tang Dynasty, "Thinking in the South Pavilion in Summer"

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.

7. "Xiayi" Su Shunqin in Song Dynasty

Quiet and quiet small yard, I lay on a bamboo mat, cool 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.

8. Lu You's "early summer seclusion" in Southern Song Dynasty

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 * * * sleeps in afternoon European tea?

3. Love Poems of Rain in June

Rain in June.

Flying and falling

Drip into my body

Distracted thoughts ...

That year's rain

As silk as floc.

You are holding an umbrella.

Step on tiny ripples

No matter far or near ...

at that moment

Touch it

Call, love at first sight.

You may not know.

But you're already in my heart.

From then on.

My heart moves with you.

You laugh, I laugh.

You cry, I cry.

You're sad.

My heart aches for you, too.

I want to be with you silently.

I want to wait for you quietly.

I will one day.

Your angel.

However, gorgeous dreams

But it always bursts like a bubble.

On that day, youth was over.

There is no you under the umbrella.

The ripples have also dissipated.

I walked the path you walked.

Blow the wind you blow.

You won't pass by again.

Like rain in June.

Come violently

But hurry.

I hope that when I leave

The rain in June

Don't get wet in others' eyes.

4. Poems about rain

1, empty mountain after rain, standing in autumn night-(Wang Wei: "Living in Autumn")

2. There is no rain on the mountain road, and the clothes are wet-(Wang Wei: "In the Mountains")

3. Wu Yu's Lonely Chu Mountain on a Cold and Rainy Night-(Wang Changling's "Lotus Inn and Xin Jian Parting")

4, green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, oblique wind and drizzle do not have to be returned. -Zhang "Fishing Songs"

5, stained with clothes to wet apricot rain, blowing the face without cold wind. -Monk Zhinan's quatrains

6, Weicheng is also light rain and dust, and the guest house is green. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan II An Xi"

7. Four hundred and eighty halls in southern dynasties, how many towers are misty and rainy. -Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju"

8, lying at night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream. -Lu You's The Storm of November 4th.

9, good rain knows the season, when spring occurs. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"

10, seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three rains in front of the mountain ―― Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon

1 1, but now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"

12, it rains in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. -Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day

13, the water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. -Su Shi's Drinking Rain after Chu Qing on the Lake.

14, the mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. Wen Tianxiang crossed a lonely ocean.

15, sunrise in the east and rain in the west, sunny but sunny on the road.

16, it is already dusk, and it is stormy.

17, chilling. The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest.

18, only don't forget that this time, the evening smoke and spring rain crossed the maple bridge.

There are many poems about rain, so I won't list them one by one.

5. What are the poems about "Ancient Rain in June"?

1, the rain hits the pear and closes the door, forgetting youth and missing it. -Tang Yin's Pruning Plums, Rain and Pear Flowers.

Interpretation: In the evening rain in pear flower falls, youth is irrevocably swallowed up by the cruelty between flowers and the moon.

Hua Lin thanked Chun Hong and left in a hurry. Helpless, cold rain comes early and wind comes late. -Li Yu's Meeting Lin Huan, Flower Shed and Spring Red.

Interpretation: Nothing. How can flowers endure the cold and rain day and night?

3. The empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn evening. -Wang Wei's Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains

Interpretation: The empty mountain is bathed in a new rain. As night falls, the air is cool, as if it were autumn.

4, stained with clothes to wet apricot rain, blowing the face without cold wind. -Zhinan's "Jueju"

Interpretation: drizzle will not wet my clothes; It floats on the gorgeous apricot flowers, making the flowers more brilliant. The breeze blowing on the face no longer makes people feel cold; It dances with slender green wicker, which is particularly embarrassing.

5, the small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers. -Lu You's First Night of Spring Rain in Lin 'an

Interpretation: Living in a small building and listening to the spring rain all night, you will hear apricot blossoms in the depths of the alley in the morning.

6. Sentences describing the weather in June

Sentences describing June

1, the innocent weather in June is rainy, and the sky that has been suppressed for half a year can finally release itself. You see, the rain can bypass the raincoat and get wet. Suddenly, a chill hit me in the heart. Fortunately, this coolness is pleasant, it is the resolution of hot flashes in June, and it is the watering of dry hearts. The innocent weather in June is rainy and rainy, and the coolness leading to the soul is really good. Look, the leaves are all green, and the raindrops are really like the core of a poem.

2. The ancients said that "there was a fire in July", so he must not live in the humid and sultry south, such as Guangzhou, Chongqing and Wuhan. In these cities, June is already a fire. The weather in June is sultry when it rains and insolates when it doesn't rain. This kind of weather makes people feel bored and suffocated.

3. It's sunny in early summer of June.

4. In June, the season draws a graceful and magnificent picture, and you are the most colorful in a year; In June, a lush grassland carved between heaven and earth has never been so gorgeous as you.

7. Poems about June

Qu Yuan is fresh and refreshing.

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.