Summer is the hottest season of the year, which means heat, and the ancients have expressed it in poetry. Below are the poems that best express heat. I hope it will be helpful to you.
1. The farewell song breaks through the clouds, and the charming figure is speechless. ——Gao Guanguo's "Zhu Yingtai Near Lotus"
2. The plums are green, the plums are yellow, the vegetables are fat, the wheat is ripe, and the silkworms are busy. ——Zhu Yunming's "Walking in the Mountains in the First Summer"
3. There is a gentle breeze among the rustling bead curtains, and the flowers bloom in the fragrance. ——Ge Lifang's "Bu Shuzi·Appreciating Lotuses with Lotus Leaves to Encourage Drinking"
4. After the light rain, the little lotus leaves turn over. ——Su Shi's "Ruan Lang Gui·Early Summer"
5. I love summer in the mountains, with flowers in the sky and rain falling. —— Yuan Peng's "Four Ode in the Mountains"
6. There is still a hairpin left behind. If you don't show your autumn heart, how much heat can it curl up. ——Zhang Yan's "Sparse Shadows·Ode to Lotus Leaves"
7. The lotus wind brings fragrance, and the bamboo dew drops make a clear sound. ——Meng Haoran's "The Summer Pavilion is Huaixinda"
8. The lotus hat carries the setting sun, and the green mountains alone return to the distance. ——Liu Changqing's "Farewell to Master Lingche"
9. The square bed with paper screen, stone pillow and bamboo pillow, tired hands throw away the book and have a long afternoon dream. ——Cai Que's "Summer Climbing the Car and Covering the Pavilion"
10. Feeling nostalgic for my old friends, I am tired of my dreams in the middle of the night. ——Meng Haoran, "The Great Summer Pavilion in the South Pavilion"
11. In April, the weather is clear and the rain is clear, and the weather in Nanshan is clear.
12. The remaining summer heat in the small pond has receded, and the tall trees have returned early to cool down.
13. The Qingjiang River hugs the village, but the Changxia River village is quiet.
14. There are seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three points of rain in front of the mountain. In the old days, by the forest of Maodian Society, I suddenly saw a bridge over a stream when the road turned.
15. The green shade makes the day quiet, and the solitary flower indicates the end of spring.
16. 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.
17. Magpies are frightened when the bright moon leaves the branches, and cicadas sing in the breeze in the middle of the night. The fragrance of rice flowers tells of a good harvest, and the sound of frogs sounds.
18. Why hate Fang Fei when she is gone? Xia Mu is so gloomy and pleasant.
19. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, so open the xuan to enjoy the slight coolness.
20. The old man in the wild misses the shepherd boy and leans on his stick to wait for the thorn tree. Pheasant chicks and wheat seedlings are showing, silkworms are sleeping and mulberry leaves are sparse.
21. Hu Lai chases the willows outside the cold, and leans on the Hu bed on the south side of the painted bridge. The moon is bright, the boat flutes are rising, the wind is still in the pond, and the lotus flowers are fragrant.
22. It rains continuously and you don’t know spring is gone, but when it clears up, you can feel the depth of summer.
23. The mountains and rivers open a monastery, and the music and songs lead to a Buddhist feast. It is doubtful that the white building is appreciated, and the ground is like a bamboo forest in Zen.
24. The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water, loving its clearness and softness. The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it.
25. The Weng family is located in the scenic spot of lakes and mountains, with sloping paths in the middle of the field under the shade of locust trees.
26. Everyone suffers from the heat, but I love the long summer.
27. The water accumulates in the spring pond late, and the summer trees grow in the shade. The boats are like wild ferries, and the fences are like river villages.
28. The husband of the field came to hoe, and we met each other and talked to each other. That is to say, this envy of leisure and relaxation fades away with sadness.
29. Although there is some residue left, the pulse is anti-corrosive. You people cherish the season and feel that the passing of time has passed.
30. Beside the Houjia Avenue, there are noisy cicadas and green trees. The unlocked cave door is far away, and the official residence with rolling shutters is cool.
31. The wind is clearing in the ruins of Changxia Village, and the eaves-toothed sparrows have sprung up. ——Zhang Lei's "One of Three Summer Songs"
32. The mountain light suddenly sets in the west, and the moon in the pond gradually rises in the east. ——Meng Haoran's "The Great Summer Pavilion in the South Pavilion"
33. Look around at the light of the mountains and the light of the water, and the fragrance of lotus flowers ten miles away from the railing. ——Huang Tingjian's "Ezhou Nanlou Calligraphy"
34. The sound of rain all night is so cool that I dream, and thousands of lotus leaves bring autumn. ——Chen Wenshu's "Summer Poems"
35. Living deep in Foujia City, spring is gone and summer is still clear. -- Li Shangyin's "Wate Qing"
36. The bright moon rises in the sky, and the dense forest spreads the light. —— Du Fu's "Summer Night Sigh"
37. Only the green lotus and the red lotus, the rolls are relaxed and open, and they are innocent. ——Li Shangyin's "Gift of Lotus"
38. Living deep in Foujia City, spring is gone and summer is still clear. ——Li Shangyin's "Late Qing"
39. The mist of the river illuminates the clear blue sky, the houses on both sides of the strait are connected with painted eaves, and the lotus bushes are full of autumn light. ——Zhang Yanghao's "Water Fairy: Ode to the South of the Yangtze River"
40. A song on the Qingjiang River hugs the village, and everything in the village on the Changxia River is quiet. —— Du Fu's "Jiangcun"
41. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, so open the xuan to enjoy the slight coolness.
—— Du Fu's "Summer Night Sigh"