Because of the hot summer, enjoying the cool has become everyone's pursuit. Most of them can only enjoy the cool at night, so many poets have left us well-known cool poems. Meng Haoran, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, once said: "The mountain light in the west suddenly disappears, and the moon in the east rises from the lake. Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place. The wind brings me the fragrance of lotus, and the bamboo leaves drop the music of dew. " Although it is a poem that cherishes people, the scene of enjoying the cool summer night described by the poet can make people feel the cool breeze of the lotus pond and hear the sound of dew dripping. Xin Qiji, a poet in the Song Dynasty, wrote a vivid and interesting story of enjoying the cool in "Walking along Huangsha Road on a Moonlight in Xijiang": "The bright moon surprises magpies, and the breeze sings cicadas at midnight. In the fragrance of rice flowers, it is said that the harvest year is good and the frogs sound. " The movement of the bright moon alarmed the magpies in the branches, and cicadas sang in the midnight breeze. Smelling the fragrance of rice flowers, people are looking forward to a bumper harvest, and frogs who feel cool in the pond sing in unison, adding moving vitality to the summer night. People not only enjoy the cool at night, but also go to some summer resorts to escape the heat. Du Mu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote in "Often Sending Neighbors to the South for Summer": "Beside Houjia Avenue, cicada trees are green. The lock is far away and the shutter door is cold. The fence is full of red medicine, and the shelf leads the green radish to grow. Every day is a pillow, so there are mountains and rivers. " Du Mu went to the official summer resort. It is located beside the road, with trees and cicadas. When you unlock the door, it is far from the cool cave, but once you enter the official residence, you will feel comfortable and cool. The flowers and plants here are lush and pleasing to the eye. No wonder the poet slept all day. This is really a good place to spend the summer.
Although summer is unbearable, it is the season when flowers and fruits ripen, and there is no lack of pleasure and pleasure in enjoying the ripening of fruits. Yang Wanli, a poet in the Southern Song Dynasty, said in a poem: "Plums splash their teeth with acid, and bananas cover the screen windows. I slept for a long time and watched the children catch willow branches. " ("Sleeping in Early Summer") In summer, after eating sour plums, there is still a trace of sour taste on my teeth. When I woke up after a nap, I felt a little comfortable when I saw the children clutching the flying catkins and being infected by their happiness. Fan Chengda, another Song Dynasty poet, also wrote a poem describing summer: "Plums are golden and apricots are fat, wheat is gray and cauliflower is sparse. No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying. " The first two sentences of this poem say that the plums are golden and the apricots are ripe, which makes people drool. After two sentences, no one passed under the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies were flying, which wrote down the busy scene of people in summer from one side. Summer is not only full of flowers and fruits, but also intoxicating scenery. Gao Pian, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, said, "The trees grow dark in summer, and the balcony reflects the pond. The crystal curtain is blowing gently, and the roses are full of fragrance. " The quiet courtyard in the mountain is shaded by trees, and the reflection of the pavilion in the pond is clearly visible. The breeze blows the crystal curtains, bringing coolness and the fragrance of roses. Reading such a poem makes people feel cool and quiet in summer.
Summer is accompanied by the maturity of flowers and fruits, and crops are also mature. North China, which mainly grows wheat, has also entered a busy harvest season, so northern Renye Fang calls summer a busy day. Bai Juyi, a great poet, described the busy and hard work of summer harvest in detail and vividly in "Watching Wheat Harvest": "The family is less idle in the month, and people are twice as busy in May. In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow. Mother-in-law is rich in food, and children are full of pot pulp. Go with Tian Xiang, Ding Zhuang is in Nangang. " The poet began to summarize the real life of farmers in summer with four words: "In May, the family is less idle and people are twice as busy". Then it was written that the farmer's "aunt woman" and "childlike innocence" all went out to harvest in Nangang and Dingzhuang. This kind of work is very hard. The poet wrote: "It is full of rustic heat, and the back is scorched by the sun. I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer. There is another poor woman with her son in her arms. Hold the ear in your right hand and hang the basket in your left arm. " The summer heat is spitting on the ground, the sky is burning, and I have exhausted all my strength, but I don't seem to know the heat. Continue to work in this situation, just to cherish the long summer time. Write about the sweat of men, and the poet writes about women picking up wheat in the back. Look at her holding the baby and constantly putting the left ear of wheat into the open broken basket. Cherish the fruits of labor and strive to make the scene of returning the particles to the warehouse touching. Reading such a poem, we can't help being moved by the poet's sympathy and pity for the farmer. Especially the poet's self-criticism at the end is admirable. At the end, the poet wrote, "What merits have I made today? I have never worked as a farmer. There are three hundred stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of eight. I feel ashamed to see this privately, and I can't forget it every day. " As a feudal official who enjoyed "amassing three hundred stones", he could say that he had no merit, but he enjoyed high treatment. He was deeply ashamed and told himself that he would never forget the hard work of the farmers. Bai Juyi's mood and emotion are really valuable and lofty. Now the countryside is basically mechanized, and the large harvesters boom, and the pure wheat grains are transported home instantly. At this time, farmers enjoy the cool, chat and play cards, which is very leisurely. This is because machines have completely liberated farmers from the heavy summer harvest labor.