Plum golden apricot fat, wheat white, cauliflower thin.
No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying.
-Fan Chengda's "summer village Miscellaneous Notes (I)"
Spring eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of trees 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.
-Yang Wanli's Little Pool
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
-Yang Wanli's "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang"
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.
-On June 27th, Su Shi's "Drunk Book at Wanghu Building".
The sun is like fire, and the wild Tian He is half burnt.
The farmer's heart is like soup, and the son Wang Sun shakes it.
-Shi Naian's "Unknown Miscellaneous Poems"
Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.
-On June 27th, Su Shi's "Drunk Book at Wanghu Building".
Forest broken mangosteen hidden wall cicada rotten pond grass
When you turn it over, you can always see the blank bird. Press the pink color and it will smell sweet.
-Su Shi's Partridge Sky
It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons.
-Yang Wanli's "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang"
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.
-Yang Wanli's "Chasing the Cool on a Summer Night"
Plum sour teeth, banana green sieve.
Sleeping for a long time without thinking, watching children catch willow flowers.
-Yang Wanli's Sleeping in Early Summer
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Among the colorful colors, June's straightforward personality, fiery feelings and heroic spirit are even more subtle.
The smell of June permeates the city, and the hot air sweeps the whole city, but I don't feel the existence of the hot air. I know that everyone in the city is busy with their lives, which makes the city more noisy.
In June, we went forward together, made our life, and performed a happy song that we will never regret.
In June, the sun is like fire and the heat is lingering. However, this kind of wind and fire can't hide the rich connotation of the season. On the street, the surging crowd, colorful clothes and makeup converge into a seven-color rainbow across the world, depicting the beautiful poems and paintings of life.
In June, I began to get used to calm, no longer fidgety, no longer erupting, just plain as water, no waves. Just, sometimes I laugh inexplicably, and sometimes I want to hide and cry. None of this matters.
Businessmen are prosperous, trees are lush, flowers are in full bloom, and grass is lush ... like a colorful ink scroll, it stretches between heaven and earth in June.
June is like a fairyland, which is fascinating. Endless vastness, surging and stirring; Endless green and colorful. In June, the scenery is charming, the willows stand upright, the river is sparkling, the playground is flat and tidy, and the classroom is elegant and dreamy. ...
June is the rainy season. I am used to walking alone in the rain with an umbrella, and my heart is as cold as water. I like to look up in the rain, wet my hair and face, and then feel the warmth of my eyes and the soothing of my lips quietly.
The footsteps of June, in this June city, slowly move away, between my body and mind towards the east and summer.
June is not just a monotonous heat. June day, baby face, change as you say.
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Oh, it's dumb and soft. I painted a new lotus early, and suddenly I turned around along the embankment and broke through.
-Nalan Xingde
After the rain, the lotus is full of fragrance, and the pumpkin is cool.
—— Li Chongyuan
A small fan leads to a slight cooling, and the summer is long.
-Gu Taiqing
Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place.
-Meng Haoran
Mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer.
-He Zhu
Spring pools accumulate water late, and summer trees abound. The boat is like a wild crossing, and the fence falls like a river village.
-Bai Juyi
Suddenly there was an east wind, and the drooping willow branches danced gracefully, and the water drops on the willow branches swept through the middle of the lotus leaves, making a constant noise.
Liu Ban
A farmer working in a field full of mulberry trees is carrying a hoe and working with a shepherd boy.
-Meng Haoran
Plums taste very sour, and after eating, the residual acid is still between the teeth; The banana is growing, and the green is against the screen. 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.
-Yang Wanli
The dense shade cut off the heat. It was at noon when I woke up and heard the intermittent chirping of orioles.
Su Shunqin
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June is not a season suitable for leaving, either the scorching sun or the heavy rain, forcing people to stop and look back frequently. However, which season is suitable for leaving? Joan, I really have to go.
In June, waves of heat waves hit our faces. The sun turned into a big stove, and the whole world was scorched hot.
Pomegranate sits on the branches of June, putting away the fragrance of May, competing for beauty, and weaving full dreams with colorful colors under the scorching sun.
Jumping arm in arm, singing June, happy faces bloom on every face like sunflowers, all happy wings shake in the branches of June, and June is a dreamy blue sky.
The wonderful story looms in the crystal dew in June, and the touching plot flutters in the chirping of frogs and cicadas.
The rain in June is quiet and smells like summer. There was no sound, and the glass window was covered with water droplets. This is not a complete pearl, but a scattered soul.
The footsteps of June have passed through my heart and everyone's heart. The footprints in my heart are like the Rift Valley in East Africa. When I gently touched the footprints, my heart was stung and the wound could not heal.
The bright red scarf is like a flame, burning in a young mind. In the ranks of the Young Pioneers, step out of the echelon of the motherland tomorrow. These childish and solemn little faces make June vivid and full of vitality.
In June, it brought us a lot of joy, a lot of elegance and a lot of happy times.
In the early morning of June, cool air permeates every corner of the world. The sun shines gently and lazily on the campus through the branches, and the breeze blows gently. When you meditate, the children's reading sounds clearly float in your heart, but when you close your eyes, there is an indescribable peace. In the past, even the audience here felt that they were enjoying a kind of peace of mind.