Poems and ancient poems describing Xia Yu

The poems describing Xia Tianyu are as follows:

1, "Summer topic veteran Lin Ting"

Battle-hardened and peace-loving, Houmen gradually wanted to be like a fairy family. The rain on the wall hangs down the fine grass, and the wind on the water belongs to the settled flowers. Put the winch in the well to soak wine, and open the parrot in the cage to make tea. How many people are in Lingyange, but they have never confronted Saisha?

After many battles, I like peace, and the prominent Houmen is getting quieter and quieter, like a fairy family. Mao Mao rain is floating on the wall, and thin green grass is hanging. On the water surface, the breeze is spinning, gathering pieces of fallen flowers. Put down the pulley on the well platform and soak in the wine leisurely. Open the birdcage parrot to remind people not to forget to make tea. How many people are qualified to paint their own image in Lingyange, but have not fought in Huangsha, beyond the Great Wall?

2. April in the country

The mountains and plains are all green, and the sound of Zigui is raining like smoke. In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.

The fields on the hillside are lush with vegetation, and the water color in the rice fields reflects the skylight. The sky is misty and rainy, cuckoos are crying, and the earth is thriving. April has arrived, and no one is idle. Just after sericulture, it is necessary to transplant rice seedlings again.

3. The Guest

Mei Huang Shi, every family was flooded by rain, and the pond was covered with green grass and frogs. It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp.

Mei Huangshi, every family is shrouded in rain, and there are bursts of frogs on the edge of the grassy pond. It's past midnight and the invited guests haven't come yet. When I lit the oil lamp, I beat the chess piece bored and broke the knot on the wick.