What are the poems with Xia characters?

Poems with Xia characters are as follows:

It is full of rustic heat, burning the back and burning the sun, not knowing the heat, cherishing the long summer. Ji Yuan, Zheng from southern Hunan, wrote about China. Kay amused himself with Nine Debates and Nine Songs. Xia Jie constantly invaded Xi, but how to meet the disaster next. Green trees, deep shadows, long summer, the reflection of the tower in the pond.

When this summer comes, the air is full of energy. Four sets of rain, several floating beds, and sometimes water vapor; Mud half a face, braving the wind and waves, sometimes rustic; At first glance, it looks sunny and hot, and the air duct is blocked. At other times, the weather is fine. The eaves are covered with yin, which encourages inflammation and abuse, sometimes anger; When the warehouse is rotten, when Chen chen is aggressive and angry; Shoulder mixing, sweaty smell, sometimes popular; Or a corpse, or a rotten mouse, mixed with evil spirits, sometimes stinking.

Unless the towering mountains disappear, unless the raging rivers dry up. An egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer. The clear river winds around the village, and everything in the village looks elegant in the long summer. In summer, the courtyard is deep and clear, and pomegranate flowers are full of curtains. Peach gum welcomes summer fragrance and amber, and the more you teach yourself, the more you can grow melons. The days in summer are very long, the wind in the village is very clear, and there are many swallows living under the eaves, and their wings have grown up. Hiding in the small building into a unified, regardless of winter Xia Chunqiu.

On a sunny day, the wind blows against the old trees, rustling as if it were raining; On summer nights, the moon hangs all over the ground, just like autumn frost. Yuanxi is cool in summer and cool in the evening, and spring wine carries bamboo bushes. Red and purple have become dust one after another, and the cuckoo sounds new in summer. Red and purple have become dust one after another, and the cuckoo sounds new in summer. A small fan leads to a slight cooling, and the summer is long. Spring blossoms, summer comes, and leaves flourish at the end. I like summer in the mountains, and it's raining in the air.