A poem describing the heat of the sun

1. I don't know how hot it is, but I regret the long summer. (Bai Juyi: Watching the Harvesting Wheat)

2. I live in the city, and it's still clear in the spring. (Li Shangyin: (Yat Sen))

3. The first summer is still quiet, and the grass has not rested. (Xie Lingyun: () I dare to eat if I sit still. (Dai Fugu: Great Heat)

6. Everyone is bitter and hot, and I love the long summer days. (Li Ang: Summer Couplet)

7. Residual clouds gather summer heat, and new rain brings autumn haze. (Cen Can: Water Pavilion sends Huayin Wang Shaofu back to the county)

8. Even the rain doesn't know if spring will go.