Poetry in a clear summer sky

The poem "Clear Summer Sky" is as follows:

1, Wan Lifeng, Xia Yun, desert grassland.

2, paper screen stone pillow bamboo square bed, tired hands throwing books dreams in the afternoon. When I was sleeping, I laughed alone, and several fishing flutes were in the blue waves. Cai Que's Boarding and Building Pavilion in Summer

3. Come to Liang by yourself and have a blind date with the seagulls in the water. Jiangcun village

4, Tian Tian 89 leaves, scattered at the beginning of the green pool. The New Lotus in Li Qunyu

5, burning lotus, graceful water. Du Gongzhan's Ode to the Lotus with One Heart

6, making tea and drinking wind, flying whip rhyme in the string.

7. The crystal curtains are breezy and the roses are fragrant. Summer in the mountain pavilion

8. Warm wind makes wheat gas on sunny days, and green grass wins flowers. Early summer is the most important thing.

9. The original method of Senecio scandens rises, and the farmer is fragrant.

10, greedy for green and red makeup, I don't feel the frost by the lake overnight. Su Shi's Lotus

1 1, the spring eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of the trees shines on the water and loves the sunny and soft. The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head. Four-year-old rural mixed pool. Yang Wanli

12. Huanghuagou has a charm and a strong folk song.

13, small ponds retreat in summer, and big trees cool early. Tang Quanqi's Summer Night in the Province

The mountain lights in the west suddenly went out, and a slow moon rose on the lake in the east. Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place. The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound. I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me. Feeling for a night, I miss my old friends all night, and it is hard to miss them in my dreams. Summer in Nanting —— On Xin by Meng Haoran, a poet in Tang Dynasty

15, prune stalks fall in the window, and bamboo shoots grow under the wall. I don't even know if the rain will go in spring, but it will get deeper when it clears up in summer. Fan Chengda's Xi Qing.

The wind brings me the fragrance of lotus flowers, and the music of dew drops from bamboo leaves. Xia is thinking in Nange.

17, half of the bottom of the spring wave, I feel uncomfortable. The New Lotus in Li Qunyu

18, the next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are of different colors. Dawn outside Jingci Temple

19, the courtyard is deeply clear in summer, and the pomegranate curtain blooms. The dense shade cut off the heat. It was at noon when I woke up and heard the intermittent chirping of orioles. Su Shunqin's "Summer Meaning" in Song Dynasty

20. The yurts are full of people, and all ethnic groups live in harmony.