Early summer-Sophora japonica turns into rainy and dusty, cherry cheese, with a new taste. Hot summer-sun gear can't freeze at noon, and all countries are like in a stove.
Summer scenery-the leaves of Chuyang are withered and it rains all night, the water is clear and round, and the wind and the lotus are at one stroke. Summer water-look at vines and bamboos in the shadow of the stream and smell the lotus flowers in the pool.
Summer night-cool off at night, open my window and lie down quietly. Summer rain-the wind shakes the mountains and turns into angry waves, and raindrops fly in the air and shoot strong crossbows.
Summer flowers-lotus leaves and skirts are cut in the same color, and hibiscus flowers bloom on both sides of the face. Xia Chan-Dropping dew, flowing out of Tongtong.
Summer bird-an egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer. Summer Festival-colored lines are lightly wrapped around the red jade arm, and small symbols tend to be in Lv Yun, Guangxi.
Si Xia-Xia Chong also kept silent for me. Silence is Cambridge tonight! Summer tour-the wind and water are mixed, and the empty mountains are like playing the piano. Summer fun-lazily shaking the white feather fan, naked in the green forest.
April Vesak Festival, June Summer Festival: Let's go. The first summer of The Book of Songs is still peaceful in April, and the grass has not stopped: Xia Meng, April of the lunar calendar.
Rest: prosperity and decline. In the Southern Song Dynasty, Xie Lingyun's "Swim the Redstone into the Sailing Sea" is beautiful in spring, full of candles, summer and Ming dynasties, early spring: late spring.
Summer harvest: early summer. In the Southern Dynasties, Liang, Wang, Monk, Confucianism, Wheat Ripe in the Wind, Plum Chasing in the Rain, Huang, Yuxin, Feng Heling, the mountain lights suddenly went out in the west, and the moon rose slowly from the lake in the east.
Open my window, lie down calmly and write down the cool scenery of sunset, moon and summer night. Tang Menghao's "Summer in the South Pavilion" In summer, the pond fades and the trees cool early. Summer Night in Tang Shen is short in midsummer, slightly bitter in night, and cool in porch: window.
Tang Du Fu's "Summer Night Sigh" is green and quiet in the daytime, and the solitary flower indicates the solitary flower in spring: a flower. Chun Ying: The remnants of spring have arrived in early summer.
You Kai Yuan Jing She by Wu Ying, Tang Wei, collected the summer heat in the remnant clouds, and the new rain brought autumn haze: fog. Tang Cen Can's "Shuige sends Huayin Wang Shaofu to the county" began with the yin qi in midsummer, and autumn is like a cloud. Half midsummer: half midsummer, half lunar May.
Seats: The way the wind blows. Tang Hanyu finished "Sending Master Liu's Clothes", and Xin Qiuyan took Tang's "Banquet" to Jiangnan in midsummer, edited by Ci Zhun.
Xia Meng: Early summer refers to the fourth month of the lunar calendar. Cizhu: the name of bamboo, also known as mother bamboo.
F: It seems to be arranged. Qi: The ancients thought that blowing slugs (giant clams) could create a virtual scene of the castle. It is actually an illusion that light passes through air with different densities and reflects the prospect in the air. It is also called a mirage.
Orchestral music: Describe frogs singing like playing music. In Xia Meng by Tang Jiayu, the rocks are as clear as rain, and Candy Luo covers the sky. There are many cold rocks. The spring waterfalls on the rocks are flying in the air, like rain curtains hanging on sunny days.
Candy Luo's sentence: The vines are winding in the forest, and the shade covers the sun, which makes people feel cool in midsummer. Tang Fanggan's "Top of Hongji" is dark in summer, and the balcony reflects into the pool.
Crystal curtains fluttered in the breeze, and the courtyard was full of fragrant crystal curtains: Describe the balcony reflection as crystal curtains in the water, Ming Che. Tang Gao's "Mountain Pavilion Summer" is drizzling and fine grass hanging on the wall, and the wind on the water returns to the settlement. Zhang Tang's "Summer Veteran Lin Ting" shows that warm wind makes wheat fragrant in sunny days, and green grass wins flowers when wheat is fragrant: the taste of wheat harvest.
Flowering time: when the flowers bloom. Wang Song Anshi's Early Summer is a Thing. Why do you hate it when Fang Fei is gone? Summer wood is just a pleasant fragrance: fragrant flowers and plants.
Cute: suitable for people. Close "Black Sky in March" The wind is old, the warbler is young, the rain is fat, and the Li Shuqing Circle in the afternoon: the laudatory name of a tree.
It means that young warblers grow up in the breeze, and abundant rain moistens plums. At noon, a cool round shade was formed under the tree. Zhou Bangyan's "Man Ting Square Xia Jing" in Song Dynasty, after the rain, the lotus flowers are full of fragrance, and the magical pumpkins are cool. Divine pumpkin: melons and fruits are soaked in cold water.
The drowsy weather in Yuan's Memories of Wang Ci is getting longer and longer. Song notes Shu Zhen's "Landscape" cloud: "Xie Que Haitang flies to the end, and the longer he is trapped." No one has ever crossed the fence, but dragonflies and butterflies can fly In the Song Dynasty, the four seasons in Fan Chengda were idyllic, and the breeze broke the summer heat for three yen. In Wang Hui's Crossing Shagou Store, it rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. Song Zhao Shi Xiu's date: "It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond.
It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp. "Red and purple have become dust one after another, and the cuckoo sounds new red and purple in midsummer: it refers to all kinds of flowers.
Song Lu You's quatrain in early summer: "Red and purple have become dust one after another, and the cuckoo sounds new in summer. Only when Sang Ma didn't do enough did I realize that I was a peaceful person. "
Ancient poems describing winter and famous sentences describing winter snow-just like the strong wind in spring, it comes at night and blows away the petals of ten thousand pear trees. Winter plum-not bitter cold, won the plum blossom.
Winter scenery-the shore has been paved with wax, and the mountains are cold. Winter night-at the age of 20, all flowers are picked, and the winter night is seriously withered.
The winter wind-falling snow in the distance, rustling and drying the smoke. Winter-amber Zhuhai sticks to snow, palm brooms sweep clouds.
Winter thinking-four years old is cold, and then you know Bai Wu. Winter hunting-bow like a full moon, look northwest and shoot wolves at the end.
Winter sorrow-where is the home of Qinling Mountains, and the snow is holding the green horse back. Winter trip-grass withered eagle eye disease, snow exhausted horseshoe light.
Winter hate-lying in the middle of the night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream. It's raining and snowing, so I can see it is disappearing: the appearance of snow; Speaking of which, it is still "gone with the wind".
Hey; The heat of the sun. Yue: Auxiliary words have no substantive meaning.
The Book of Songs Xiaoya Jiaogong The cold wind destroyed trees and caused severe frost. Lan Han Yuefu's ancient poem "Ancient Poems for Jiao Zhongqing's Wife" was sad at the end of the year, and it was snowing in the sun. There is no hope in my ears, but clean sadness in my eyes: cold and cold.
Mimi: Dark. H: a little less.
Objective: what that eye can see. Hao: White.
Tao Jin Yuanming's "Written in mid-December of Guimao Year, Respecting from My Brother" can be simulated, but if catkins rise with the wind, Xie Daowen's "Poetry on Snow": "What is snow like? The air difference of salting can be simulated, but if the catkins rise with the wind. " The moon shines on the snow, and the north wind is strong: the north wind.
Strengths: violence. Sadness: biting.
Xie Lingyun in the Southern Song Dynasty, "When the wind blows, it snows everywhere: the window. Wind scares bamboo: Snow in the wind hits bamboo, making a rustling sound.
Wang Tangwei's "A Winter Night's Story of Hu Jushi's Home" is unknown, but it is suspected that it was opened last night: snowflakes fell in the courtyard. Tang Song Wenzhi's How to Deal with the Snow in the Garden was swallowed up by the sound of water and ice, and the snow on the sand road was flat. Liu Tang Changqing's "Appreciating the Bitterness and Cold Work on the Way to Zhang Xia on a Snowy Night" has a green vine path and a snowy peak. Cold snow in Tang Li Bai's Winter Returning to Old Mountain.
2. Who can tell me this poem about summer? Be sad. The first summer was peaceful and the grass didn't stop.
-Xie Lingyun's "Swim the Redstone into the Sailing Sea"
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.
-Meng Haoran's "Nan Ting Xia Xiang Xin"
The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the entrance is cool.
-Du Fu's Summer Night Sigh
The shade is quiet, and the solitary flowers show spring.
-Wei Wuying, "You Kaiyuan Jing She"
Summer cicadas rush out and new autumn geese come.
-Bai Juyi's "The Night Banquet"
Green trees, deep shadows, long summer, the reflection of the tower in the pond. The crystal curtains are moving, the breeze is blowing, and the whole frame is fragrant.
-Gao Pian's "Mountain Pavilion Summer"
The trees are dark and long in summer, the balcony reflects the pond, the water curtain moves and the breeze blows, and the roses are full of fragrance.
-(Gao Pian's "Mountain Pavilion Summer")
Take the dog after the willow to enjoy the cool, and draw a bed on the south bank of the bridge. In the moonlight, the ship's flutes are jagged and the wind gathers lotus fragrance.
-(Qin Guan's "Cool")
The lakes and mountains are the best place to put Weng's house, and the locust trees are shaded. When the lake overflows, egrets fly in the air and frogs hum by the lake. The dragon has turned back to shoot bamboo shoots, and the wooden pen still blooms the first flower. Alas, let bygones be bygones, who * * * will sleep in afternoon European tea.
-(Lu You's Living in Early Summer)
The heat at night is still the same as that in the afternoon. Open the door and stand in the middle of the moon. Deep in the bamboo forest, insects are singing, sometimes it's cool, only the wind.
-(Yang Wanli's "Chasing the Cool in Summer Night")
3. A sad poem about summer, "Unless you refuse"
You smile,
Unless you refuse,
On this bleak summer night.
On this cold night,
You smile and become mature.
The dream of childhood faded.
No longer just want to be one of them.
A winged elf
moonlit night
Lean against the window
Are gradually slender hands.
Stick your hot cheek against the stone fence.
In the shadow of ancient ivy.
There are fireflies swimming.
No longer keep a diary like a running account.
Replaced with dense
Blurred handwriting
In dark blue and light blue tears
With an unknown statement.
But like the withering of violets.
4. A complete dictionary of sentences describing bleak summer days.
1. Summer is a season full of vitality. Look, a tree can flourish. They are holding handfuls of green velvet umbrellas, and the leaves are green and shiny in the sun. Look at the colorful flowers in the park. There are burning "Luoyang Red", jade bone Bing Xin's "luminous white", dignified and beautiful "Wei Zi" and the most beautiful "fire-tested elixir" ... it's really colorful and dazzling. Children in beautiful flower skirts "dance" among the flowers, as if they were butterflies. What a vibrant scene!
2. At night, it is very quiet and beautiful. The cicada fell asleep, and so did the frog. In the sky, the moon is like a fairy. She covered the earth with a layer of silver gauze. The fairy kept looking at me and whispering to me. Around her, many naughty little stars winked at me.
There are some lush old trees in front of the tile house. Several grandfathers are sitting under the old tree in front of the house, crossing their legs and chatting leisurely at a small wooden table. Drinking my own brewed rice wine and eating tender green peppers to stir-fry snails, I couldn't help saying, "What a beautiful day!" "In the air, there is a strong and intoxicating smell of wine.
The most beautiful and coolest time in summer is at night. Every year as long as it comes to summer, I look forward to it as soon as possible at night, because it's not too hot during the day. But summer is the longest day, and I have been looking forward to it for a long time.
How beautiful summer is! Mountains, rivers, flowers and trees are full of vitality. I like summer, because there are all kinds of small flowers in full bloom in summer, such as rose, string red and banana ... they are all kinds of flowers. Willow is also full of vitality. In the breeze, the branches of willow trees are as beautiful as girls' long hair, and poplar trees are flourishing, which holds up a natural umbrella for us in hot summer.
5. The poem describing the upset and depressed mood in summer is 1, the water is bright and sunny, the mountains are empty and rainy.
Shi: Drinking the Rain of Chuqing Lake, Volume II. Dark clouds turn over ink and don't cover mountains, while white rain jumps over boats. Song? Su Shi's Five Exquisites of Drunk Books in Wanghulou on June 27th 3. It's thundering, and rain is coming.
Ming? Li Panlong's On the Road to Yang Guangshan 4. A wild goose was thrown into the sky, and the mountain floated at the beginning of the rain. Qing? Check Shen Xing's "The Fifth Floor of Deng Bao" 5. The wind is like a mountain, and the rain is like a river.
Song? Lu You's Work in the Storm 6. The clouds are sinking in the morning and the rain is coming. Don? Xu Hun's East Building of Xianyang City 7. I'm all thumbs, so I can't dodge.
Will watch happiness be deprived. 8. Tears return to the eyes, never meet each other before marriage.
9, so lingering and forbearing several times, I changed the fleeting time into a floating life, which exhausted the floating life. 10, dead of night, I am alone on the lonely road.
Have a cigarette and ignite loneliness. 1 1, living in a gray world.
Although monotonous, I won't be disappointed. I won't be sad either.
12, black sky. It smells strange.
There is a feeling of depression in the air. That feeling.
Choking 13, light! If you really exist.
Please light up my heart. Dispel lingering sadness.
14, I miss you, and I often miss you inexplicably. Maybe your shadow has been deeply imprinted in my heart, but it's a pity that your heart has been sad and empty, and no one has come. () Let this lonely soul grow old in the lonely years, sad sentences until death! 15, things have changed, and your heart has changed. 16. Love hurts and leaves since ancient times.
What's more, it is a cold autumn festival. 17, the geese are in the clouds and the fish are in the water. This feeling is hard to make.
The ancient poem Difficult to Walk 1. Pure wine is expensive in a golden cup, 10 thousand copper in a hip flask, and a jade plate is a treasure. I threw the food bar and cup aside. I couldn't eat or drink. I pulled out my dagger. I peeped in four directions in vain.
I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow. I will sit on a fishing rod and lean lazily by the stream, but I suddenly dream of sailing a boat towards the sun.
It's hard to go, it's hard to go; Don't go astray! Where to go today. One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea. 2. Say goodbye to Minister Shu Yun at Xie Tiao Villa in Xuanzhou, and have to abandon Porter and me since yesterday.
It hurts my heart even more today. Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine.
The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie. We are all lofty distant thoughts, longing for the sky and the bright moon.
But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with the sword, the sadness is back, although we drown them with wine, because the world can't satisfy our desire, I will let go of my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.
3. The hope of spring, although a country is divided, the mountains and rivers will last forever, and the trees and grass will turn green again in spring. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
4. "Wulingchun" is full of dust and fragrance, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.
It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to make canoes. I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried.
The famous wine in the translation of It's Hard to Walk costs 1000 yuan per barrel; The exquisite dishes in the jade plate are worth 10 thousand yuan. I feel depressed in my chest. You can't eat without drinking. Draw your sword and look around, my heart is really at a loss.
Want to cross the Yellow River, ice and snow blocked the river; If you want to climb Taihang Mountain, the vast snow has already closed the mountain. Fishing like Lu Shang? Flow, idle to make a comeback; Like Yi Yin's dream, he sailed through Japan.
How difficult it is to travel in the world, how difficult it is; With so many roads in front of me, should I go from north to south? I believe that one day, I can ride the wind and waves; Hang Yun Fan high and move forward in the sea! Yesterday, when the translation of Farewell to Secretary Shu Yun at Xie Tiao Villa in Xuanzhou left me, it was inevitable. Today, when my mood was disturbed, I was very worried. In the face of this scene, Wan blew the swan geese returning to the south, and they could climb the tall buildings and have a good drink.
Your article is as profound as the immortal prose stored in Penglai Palace, and also has the character of Jian 'an literature. And my poetic style is as fresh and beautiful as Xie Tiao's, elegant and bold.
We are all full of lofty sentiments and exultation, and our jumping thoughts are like flying high in the blue sky to pick the bright moon. However, whenever I think about the opportunities in life, I worry.
It's like drawing a treasure knife to cut running water. Instead of being cut off, the current is more fierce. I raised my glass and drank heavily. I wanted to drown my sorrows in wine, but I was even more worried.
Ah! Life is so unhappy in this world, it is better to let me wander freely in the rivers and lakes in a boat tomorrow. The country is ruined, and only the mountains and rivers are still there.
It's spring again in Chang 'an, but after being burned and looted by the rebels, it's already desolate, with deep and dense vegetation everywhere. Although the flowers in spring are in full bloom, they are not pleasing to the eye, but make people cry, as if the flowers are also crying; Although there are spring birds and songs everywhere, I feel sad because I left my family. Listening to the songs of birds is not only unhappy, but also shocking.
The war has been going on for a long time, and there has been no news from home for a long time. A letter from home can be worth 12 thousand gold. Because of sadness and worry, the white hair on my head is getting less and less, and I can't even catch the hair clasp.
Wuling Chun is tired of translating and combing her hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.
It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to make canoes. I'm afraid the ship can't carry much worry.
The spring breeze stopped, all the flowers fell, and the flowers turned into fragrant dust. It's getting late, I'm too lazy to comb my hair. The scenery remains the same, but the people are different. It's all over. If you want to tell your troubles, your tears have already fallen first.
I heard that Shuangxi Spring is good, and I plan to take a canoe to see it. I'm just afraid that the boat floating on the Shuangxi River can't carry much sadness.