The poem describing the scorching sun in summer is as follows:
1. The green strips of summer are dense, and the Zhuzun decoration is bright. At noon on a scorching day, the fire is burning. When the wind blows, it becomes chaotic, and when the water shines, it returns to the beautiful words in the window, and the glow fills the eyes.
2. Hehuwen fan is the ancestor of hot summer days. The power of fire is galloping across the wild land, and I am afraid of the distant scenery. The momentum is rising to Yang Han, and the merits are divided into the furnace of creation. There are thousands of candles in the forbidden city, the ecliptic circle is shining frequently in the sky, and the afterglow rolls into the evening sky. How can a tired wanderer wander alone in the middle of the road?
3. The scorching sun hangs in the air, the scorching and fumigating June sky shakes the fan to seek shade, and sweats endlessly. The turtle doves call for rain, the dogs and roosters noisy, the purple swallows sit on the eaves and the beams whisper, and the delicate pond lotuses dance in skirts and drink fragrant tea to cool off. Passing by the small courtyard, it is quiet and pleasant.
4. The mountain light suddenly sets in the west, and the pond moon gradually rises in the east. Enjoy the cool evening breeze, open the pavilion and lie down in an open space. 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. Feeling nostalgic for my old friend, I am tired of dreaming in the middle of the night.
5. Magpies are frightened by the bright moon, 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. There are seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three points of rain in front of the mountain. One day, by the forest of Maodian Society, I suddenly saw him at the head of the creek.
6. Remember Bihogos and guard the frontier in the poor years. How can we wash each other's hands and look at each other with heat?
7. The mountain light suddenly sets in the west, and the pond moon gradually rises in the east. Enjoy the cool evening breeze, open the pavilion and lie down in an open space. 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. Feeling nostalgic for my old friend, I am tired of dreaming in the middle of the night.
8. The green locust trees and tall willows swallow new cicadas, and the scented wind first blows into the strings. The water under the green screen window is filled with smoke, and the sound of chess frightens people who sleep in the daytime.
9. The monk's residence is cool and cool with new bamboo trees, and the first rain washes away all the dust. The breeze suddenly blew through the lotus leaves, and mercury poured out from the sapphire plate.
10. In the absence of light, you can see the smallest details, and feathers and insects are also flying. Things are not big or small, they adapt to their own conditions.
11. The summer is long in the shade of green trees, and the reflection of the balcony is into the pond. The water curtain moves and the breeze rises, filling the courtyard with the fragrance of roses.
12. Bringing skills to pursue Liu Wailiang, painting the south bank of the bridge leaning against the Hu bed. The moon is bright, the boat flutes are rising, the wind is still in the pond, and the lotus flowers are fragrant.
13. The first summer is still peaceful, and the grass has not stopped yet. The water is flooded in the morning and evening, and the clouds rise and fall repeatedly. The Zhou Dynasty was tired of reading, and the situation was poor. The flow behind Sichuan is peaceful, but there is no calm in the sky.