The rain is ripe, the summer trees are overcast, frogs are chirping, the wheat is green, and the river is connected with water. Everything is wonderful.
In the eyes of poets, summer is lovely, beautiful, warm and melancholy.
Summer is coming, and the wind is refreshing. Let's enjoy the summer described by the poet.
A long summer.
Song Zhao Youzhi
At four o'clock, the weather urged each other and the wind brought summer heat overnight.
Steamed wheat grows in acres and days, and the garden rain ripens yellow plum.
Ti Ying's spring has gone to sorrow, and recent love has gone back several times.
Sleeping in the south window, thinking tired, watching Huaiyin full pavilion.
Remember the brothers in the capital in summer.
Don Wei Wu Ying.
After reading the incense in a different order, you will be very tired.
Summer wood has turned cloudy, and the public door is quiet during the day.
Changfeng began to float in the pavilion, and Dieyun only spat.
On April 13, the long summer became the security here.
Song Sima Guang
I can't stay in spring, but I came back last night.
Why not have less fun and don't blame it for wandering around.
Lin Ying is happy, but Butterfly is disappointed.
I forgot the guest under the window and closed the door with sleep.
A long summer.
Song luyou
The red flag was planted on the gate, and Dong Jun drove home.
Mud nests are noisy and flowers are scarce.
The shade of Sophora japonica is dense at first, and the curtain is still slightly hot.
Soak a soup in the sunset and try on clothes skillfully.
Early summer seclusion
Song luyou
Lakes and mountains are my home, and willow trees are a path.
When the lake overflows, egrets fly in the air and frogs hum by the lake.
The new crop of bamboo shoots has matured, and the magnolia has just begun to blossom.
Alas, let bygones be bygones, who * * * sleeps in afternoon European tea?
The first of two masterpieces, South Wind in Summer.
Song. Xiang Anshi
The tree by the embankment is the most ruthless, it is only the first trip in spring.
Dancing to the south can't stop the wind, and Ye is ashamed of the old warbler.
Ruan Langgui in early summer
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Green locust, high willow, swallow and new cicada. The wind began to enter the strings.
The blue screen window is full of smoke. The sound of chess scares the day and sleeps.
After a light rain, Xiao He turned over. Liu Hua is in full bloom.
Jade basin hands understand the spring. Zhu Qiong is broken but round.
Xi Qing
Fan Song Chengda
Plums are ripe in the window, and bamboo shoots come out of the forest 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.
Set up a summer boating tour in Qingshan and rest in Yangjia Temple to show the philosophers.
Song. Sunquartz
The age series is cloudy and summer, and youth goes home.
It's cool and breezy, and the wanderer is pregnant with Fang Fei.
Blue lagoon is full of my boat, but Ming Che is light.
The mountains that enter the valley are silent and surrounded by streams.
Have a leisurely rest, Danpa Yao Yanyan.
Birds sing from their own songs, and the color of bamboo depends on them.
Holding it in the distance, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle.
I want to be silent all my life and not meet at the end of the year.
Long summer, tomorrow will be a long rainy day and sunny day.
Minghuyan
It was rainy in January, but it is sunny today.
Spring goes and flowers fall, and the wind is clear and the bamboo is clear.
Have a good sleep, the fresh tea is ripe, and you have nothing to do, so go into battle lightly.
I've been so frank recently that I'm tired of welcoming guests.
The day before Chang Xia boarded the Mashishan Pavilion.
Song Zhu Yi
Worry is less than three lines of wine, and it's all over.
There is rain before the plum is yellow, and the cherry is ripe to prevent the warbler.
Suddenly, I was surprised that Xia Xiangming was standing in the morning. I was afraid that spring would come from here.
A few butterflies come to spend their loneliness, and the water is flowing in the place where frogs croak.
early summer
Song Zhu Shu Zhen
Bamboo shadows cover the secluded windows, and birds sing at sunset every two days.
Xie Que begonia flies out of the floc, and the weather is getting longer and longer.
Ruan Langgui Chang Xia
Modern Zhang Dalie
The shade spreads new light, and the wind grows longer at the beginning.
Xiao He stuck to the water in the horizontal pond, and Butterfly Clothes was busy drying powder.
The teapot is ripe, the wine smells good, and the poetry is crazy.
The swallow seems to cherish the fragrance of falling flowers, and the double topic belongs to the painting beam.
Xia yi
Su Song shunqin
Quiet and quiet small yard, I lay on a bamboo mat, cool all over; Pomegranate flowers in full bloom outside the window, through the hanging bamboo curtain, reflected Hong Ying.
The dense shade cut off the heat. It was at noon when I woke up and heard the intermittent chirping of orioles.
So many summer ideas, which one do you like?