A poem about a cool courtyard in summer

1. Meng Haoran's "Nan Ting Xia Xiang Xin" is a poem written alone in the yard on a summer night;

Original text:

The mountain light suddenly knows that the west is sinking, and the moon rises slowly from the east of the lake.

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.

Rhyme translation

Sunset suddenly sets in the western hills, and the bright moon at Dong Tang Point gradually rises to the east.

Let go of your hair and enjoy the cool tonight. How quiet and comfortable it is to lie around with the window open.

The breeze slowly brings lotus fragrance, and the bamboo leaves gently drip dew, which clearly echoes.

I wish I could pick up the piano and play a song, but I hate that there is no bosom friend to enjoy. answer

On this beautiful night, I can't help but miss my old friend. I can only dream about it in the middle of the night.

To annotate ...

Mountain light: the shadow of the sun on the side of the mountain.

2 pool moon: moonlight by the pool.

③ East: Rising from the east.

4 open the entrance: open the window.

⑤ Lying idle: Lying in a quiet and spacious place.

6 hate: regret.

⑦ Feel this: Feel this.

8 midnight: all night.

9 labor: suffering.

10. Dream: Missing.

2. "Summer Thinking in Nanting" Meng Haoran's poem written in the courtyard alone in the summer night: The mountain light suddenly knows that the west is falling, and the moon 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 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.

Sunset suddenly sets in the western hills, and the bright moon at Dong Tang Point gradually rises to the east. Let go of your hair and enjoy the cool tonight. How quiet and comfortable it is to lie around with the window open.

The breeze slowly brings lotus fragrance, and the bamboo leaves gently drip dew, which clearly echoes. I wish I could pick up the piano and play a song, but I hate that there is no bosom friend to enjoy.

Answer: On this beautiful night, I can't help thinking of my old friends. I can only dream back at midnight. Note ① Mountain light: the sun shadow beside the mountain.

2 pool moon: moonlight by the pool. ③ East: rising from the east ④ Opening the entrance: opening the window.

⑤ Lying idle: Lying in a quiet and spacious place. 6 hate: regret.

⑦ Feel this: Feel this. 8 midnight: all night.

9 labor: suffering. 10. Dream: Missing.

3. Describe 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties in the courtyard poems after the summer rain, and how many terraces are misty and rainy. -"Jiangnan Spring"

The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. -Wei is in Xixi Chuzhou.

Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. -Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day

Oh, I'm sending you this message, these jade earrings! I saw a lonely goose in a cloud three thousand miles away. There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future. -Tang Hanyu, "Early Spring is the Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water Affairs"

The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf Mei Huang Shi, every family was flooded by rain, and the pond was covered with green grass and frogs. -Song Zhao Shi Xiu's "Guests" Although the country is divided, the mountains and rivers last forever, and the vegetation is spring. In the distant horizon, the wind moves with the clouds, and the sea stands like a mountain. A rainstorm, which crossed the Qiantang River from eastern Zhejiang, hit Hangzhou. The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield. (Lu You: The Storm of November 4th)

Power sets light dust and wet wild spring. Raindrops on the tip of my eyelashes "Spring Day" by Qin Guan

Fishermen don't ask each other when they meet, and Xiao returns to the island gate. Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. -Du Mu's Qingming is green, and there is no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. How many flowers fall after a stormy night. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"

Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day

Autumn wind rises in Bai Yunfei, the plants are yellow, and the geese return to the south. -Liu Han Che's autumn wind poem

It rains in Huangmei canteen, and frogs are everywhere in Cao Qing canteen. I have an appointment with Song and Zhao.

It rains in Qinghe in April, and Nanshan becomes a family. Sima Guang in Hakka Early Summer

4. Write poems about cool water in the mountains in summer, and celebrate new festivals several times a year in my hometown in the south.

After the shad came out, the warbler was noisy, the plums were ripe and the wind and rain were frequent.

Guan Gai dared to invite fellow initiates as guests, but Sang Ma did not reduce her avoidance of Qin people.

The setting sun is even bleaker, and the shadows are clear and the towel is in tune.

Izayoi in May, sick and annoyed, got up and walked five times.

Six Poems of Empress Dowager Pavilion

Song sushi

The secret hall is deep in summer wood, and cicadas sing at the beginning of the rain.

We should take the winning girl with a Luan fan, which will help the south wind grow thorns.

Song Yang Wanli

Although it is hot in summer, the night is clear, and four is better than three.

The roots of the jade rabbit are exposed, and the wind is born at the bottom of the Milky Way.

5. A poem about summer, Summer Night Sigh

Don du fu

Before sunset, the inflammation was steaming and poisoning my intestines.

Andrew Wan Lifeng, the wind is blowing on my skirt.

Kazuki Watanabe musicians are born in heaven, and there are few forests.

The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the entrance is cool.

When you see the slightest thing in vain, the feather bug flies.

Things have no details and are adaptive.

Miss Pigos, and keep the border in poor years.

Why are you washing and looking at each other?

Diao Dou was hit at night, and the noise was even 10,000 square meters.

Although the purple is covered, it is better to return to China early.

North city is sad, storks fly.

When the situation is troublesome, you will be tired, and when you think hard, you will be healthy.

The first summer

Tang Bai Juyi

Xia Meng is rich in natural products, and it is good to plant it for a period of time.

Elk is happy in the depths of the jungle, and so are insects, snakes and grass.

Hunan birds love dense leaves, and scales swim to welcome new algae.

Heaven and earth disappear, I wither alone.

After all, all flesh and blood are far away.

There is no one in the old country, and Kou Rongchen is boundless.

It's no use worrying. Embrace yourself.

Let go of your body and mind and let nature make you.

More wine in Xunyang can keep the cup dry.

Fish is as cheap as mud, and moxibustion does not faint early.

Go down to the temple at the foot of Mi Shan and get drunk in the lake.

Why go back to your hometown? I can't die.

Xia is thinking in Nange.

Tang Meng Hao ran

The shadow of the mountain rises suddenly, and the moon in the pond rises slowly from 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 the mountain pavilion

Tang gaopian

Green trees, deep shadows, long summer, the reflection of the tower in the pond.

The crystal curtains are blowing gently, and the roses are fragrant.

Summer village's Miscellaneous Notes (I)

Fan Song Chengda

Plum golden apricot fat, wheat white, cauliflower thin.

No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying.

cuvette

Song Yang Wanli

Spring eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves sunny and soft.

The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.

Chu Xiao Jingci Temple saw Lin Zifang off.

Song Yang Wanli

It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons.

Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.

On June 27th, I read the drunken book in Lake House.

Song sushi

Clouds poured out and poured down like ink, but a mountain range was exposed on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the splashing water was like white pearl gravel, splashing on the boat.

Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.

Summer drought and heat

Song wangling

The wind didn't force out the heat in midsummer, and the Naxi sun seemed to have wings, hovering over the hills and refusing to set.

People are worried that the dry rivers, lakes and seas will dry up, and the Milky Way will dry up?

The high Kunlun Mountain is covered with snow all the year round, and the distant Penglai Island is cool.

I can't take the world with me in summer. How can I bear to roam freely alone?

Unknown miscellaneous poems

Shi Ming Naian

The sun is like fire, and the wild Tian He is half burnt.

The farmer's heart is like soup, and the son Wang Sun shakes it.

6. Ancient poetry 1, cool in summer. Xiao He only showed sharp corners, and the dragonfly had already stood on his head.

After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June.

Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.

The first summer was peaceful, and the grass had not rested on the beautiful scenery and candles. The first remnant cloud of summer is crystal clear, and the summer heat is gone. The new rain begins in autumn and it's half cloudy in summer. Clouds, scenery, autumn, grass and grass are all resting. Why hate it? In the cuckoo's cry, summer is new.

In Huangmei season, it rains at home, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. When the appointment is made, knock off the chess pieces and drop them into the snuff.

In the fragrance of rice and flowers, you can hear frogs.

The pond is full of water and leaves, and the winding corridor is dangerous and quiet.

The wind separates the petrel from the mud, and the silkworm clusters in the sun.

Idle Ruan Xian looks for old music, and carefully pours white and blessed new poems.

Children already know that summer will never be better than spring.

7. Spring pools accumulate water late, and summer trees abound.

The boat is like a wild crossing, and the fence falls like a river village.

Touch the piano mattress quietly and open the door of the wine cellar.

Get a little grandson if you have nothing to do.

8. How warm Xia Feng is and the trees are cloudy.

New bamboo shoots are purple, and early cherry blossoms are shallow and deep.

The fireworks cloud curtain was heavy, and Ada invaded the scene.

China is kind to each other, and Yun Fang is heavy.

7. What are the poems about "enjoying the cool under a summer tree"? 1, Tang's "The House Period is Too Big"

The sunset passed through the mountains in the west, and the valley in Qian Shan was suddenly dark and quiet. The moon in the moon pine is refreshing at night, and the sound of the wind is particularly clear.

There is almost no firewood in the mountains, and the birds have just returned to their resting place. Ding promised to stay in the temple tonight and play the piano alone on the mountain road.

2. Haoran's "Summer in the South Pavilion"

The shadow of the mountain rises suddenly, and the moon in the pond rises slowly from 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.

3, Song Yang Wanli "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sent Lin Zifang"

It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.

4. Song Xin Qi Ji's "Yellow Sand Night Road Xijiang Moon"

The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance.

In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.

5. Tang Gao's "Mountain Pavilion Summer"

Green trees, deep shadows, long summer, the reflection of the tower in the pond. The crystal curtains are blowing gently, and the roses are fragrant.