Beautiful verses describing midsummer in July:
1. The thatched cottage with stone beams has a curved roof, and the running water splashes across the two slopes. On a sunny day, the warm wind makes the wheat smell, and the green shade and quiet grass are better than the flowers. --Wang Anshi's "Early Summer Events"
2. Living deep in Foujia City, the truth is still clear after spring has passed. God's will is to pity the quiet grass, and the world will be clear at night. And add high pavilions and small windows. After the bird's nest is dry, its body becomes lighter when it returns. -- "Late Clear" by Li Shangyin
3. The mountain light suddenly sets in the west, and the moon in the pond gradually rises in the east. Enjoy the cool evening breeze, open the pavilion and lie down in an open space. The lotus breeze brings fragrance, and the bamboo dew drops make a clear sound. I want to play the harp, but I hate the ignorance of the music. Feeling nostalgic for my old friend, I am tired of dreaming in the middle of the night. Meng Haoran, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, "The South Pavilion is full of joy in summer"
4. The monk's house is cool and cool with new bamboo trees, and the first rain washes away the dust. The breeze suddenly blew through the lotus leaves, and mercury poured out from the sapphire plate. --Shi Jianwu's "Inscription on the Green Holland Ruo after the Summer Rain"
5. The poplar paths are covered with white felt, and the lotus leaves and green coins on the stream are dotted. No one can see the young children on the bamboo shoots, and the chicks sleep next to their mothers on the sand. --Du Fu's "Seven of Nine Quatrains"
6. When the day is long, I wake up without thoughts and watch the children catching willow flowers. "Early Summer Nap"
7. The green trees are dense and the summer is long, and the balcony reflects into the pond. The crystal curtain moves and the breeze rises, and the roses on the shelves fill the courtyard with incense. "Summer in the Mountain Pavilion" by Gao Pian of the Tang Dynasty
8. The green trees are close to the village and the green mountains are sloping outside. "Passing the Old Friend's Village"
9. The mountains are green and the rivers are white, and the rain is like smoke amid the sound of the rules. There are few idle people in the countryside in April, so they are planting sericulture and planting fields. -- "April in the Countryside" by Weng Juan
10. It rains continuously and you don't know the end of spring, but you can only feel the depth of summer when it clears up. "Happy Sunny"
Beautiful ancient poems describing July
1. The beautiful scenery is full of spring, and the clear clouds are the first of summer. "Serving Banquet" by Wang Sengru of Liang Dynasty in the Southern Dynasties
2. Lazy shaking the white feather fan, naked in the green forest. Take off your towel and hang it on the stone wall, exposing the top to let in the pine breeze. --Li Bai's "Summer in the Mountains"
3. The first summer is still peaceful, and the grass has not stopped. The water is flooded in the morning and evening, and the clouds rise and fall repeatedly. Zhou looked tired and crawled, and the situation was poor. The flow behind Sichuan is peaceful, but there is no calm in the sky. -- Xie Lingyun's "Traveling from Chishi to Sailing"
4. Sitting in the cool night in July, the golden waves are full of beauty. Let Hua Fang change her mind, and sleep on the mat with resentment.
5. The Qingjiang River hugs the village, but everything in the Changxia River Village is quiet. The swallows on the beams come and go, and the gulls in the water are close to each other. The old wife draws paper to make a chess game, while the child knocks needles to make a fishing hook. But there are old friends offering Lumi, what more can I ask for in addition to a small body? - Du Fu's "Jiangcun"
6. The first summer is still peaceful, and the grass has not stopped. The water is flooded in the morning and evening, and the clouds rise and fall repeatedly. Zhou looked tired of Ying, and found out that Nailing was poor. The flow behind Sichuan is peaceful, but there is no calm in the sky. -- Xie Lingyun's "Traveling from Chishi to Sail"
7. Living deep in Foujia City, spring is gone and summer is still clear. God's will is to pity the quiet grass, and the world will be clear at night. And add high pavilions and small windows. After the bird's nest is dry, its body becomes lighter when it returns. -- "Late Clear" by Li Shangyin
8. The rhyme of the talk is serene, and the beauty in the dream is still leaning on the building. The full moon is thin on the Nantang nearby, and the falling flowers are faintly thick on the far pond. Sitting alone with my lapel draped, thinking about my sleeves, I stared at the wine with my drunken eyes. I have looked at the empty mirror lake in despair for several times, and I feel sad all day long.
9. The first summer is still peaceful, and the grass has not stopped yet.
10. I am too tired to know the heat, but it is a pity that the summer is long.