"Five Absolutes. Summer Heat" text / Yi Nian
The summer heat makes the cicadas noisy, and the pond is steaming and sleeping ducks dive.
As the frogs chirp in the evening, they also avoid the heat of the sun.
"Qi Jue. Summer Day" by Houhou
一
The fragrant lotuses are not flowing down the green embankment, and I share tea on the embankment and listen to the crows of birds.
No rain, no sunshine, no wind, no movement, and the flowers look even more desolate.
Two
The sky is steaming and the earth is boiling in the west of the small pond, and the fragrant dust brings mud with it under sweat.
It is half cloudy and sunny, the wind is lazy, and the flowers are about to close and turn their heads.
"Feelings of the Great Heat" by Yang Jinxiang
On a summer day it is difficult to see the red sun rising, and the rolling thunder monsters bring disaster.
The legacy of harm to the common people is that the jade building is overturned, and the strong wind and rain are flying on all sides.
"Five Rhymes. Summer Song" (New Rhyme) Text/Zhang Lianxiang
The day is like a fire, and the night is like a steamer.
The birds fly and dance under the lotus, and the cicadas sing slightly on the willows.
People are crowded in the swimming pool, and chess players are crowded under the trees.
In a quiet place on a summer day, the sweltering heat makes it 30% hot.
"Five Rhythms. Great Summer Song" by Yi Ran Gong
The red heat urges the crops to grow, and the cool breeze hides deep in the ground.
The sun returns and the temperature does not retreat, and the moon undresses the clothes.
The house is like a steamer, and the clothes are like fire-burning quilts.
The calm mind is more calm, the water is still and there is less disturbing sound.
"Five Rhymes. Title of the Early Falling Rain" (New Rhyme) Text/Zhao Xiaoran
The frog drums are accompanied by the chirping of cicadas, as if hearing the sound of harmonious music.
Only the clouds avoid the sun, and the rain carries the wind in an instant.
People enjoy physical and mental refreshment, and the crops support the stalks and the leaves are green.
The harvest of poems is less than a thousand, and the harvest of grain is increased by tens of thousands.
"Five Rhythms. Summer Heat" (New Rhyme) Text/Ma Li
The earth is steaming in midsummer, and the scorching tide washes clothes with sweat.
The cicadas sing happily, and the frog drums sing in harmony.
Hold a fan and drink fragrant tea, and read poetry and music.
The mood is gentle, comfortable and refreshing.
"Five Rules. Reflections on a Summer Day" / Mongolia
The heart is pure and naturally cool, and the virtuous mood conveys good luck.
The real person welcomes the golden age, and the elegant rhyme is melodious.
The bamboo trees are fragrant and green, and the clouds are passing away.
It doesn’t matter what the heat is like when you meditate on earthly things.
"Qilu. The Great Summer Occasionally" by Ma Li
The hot summer falls in June, and the weather is steaming, muggy, and rainy.
Children were wading into the water and making trouble in front of the court, while old ladies were chatting under the veranda.
Melons and fruits are good for appetizing and digesting, and fresh vegetables are good for liver protection and eyesight improvement.
Don’t worry about trivial matters, the divine song of cicada will help you fall asleep.
"Qilu. Chengdu Head View" by Zhang Lianxiang
I am lucky enough to be in Chengdu today. It is a very hot and muggy place in a different place but under the same sky.
The moss on the trail is green and green, and the God of Thunder directs the rain.
The intersection of umbrellas and sunshine adds to the scenery, and culottes are popular to reveal beautiful skin.
The weather is hot and cold, and the people are prosperous. The people are happy and happy.
"Tang Duoling. Great Heat" by Zhao Xiaoran
The cicadas are noisy all night long. Containing ice and sweat also flows.
The body is covered with gauze, especially fur.
Looking to the south, the clouds are not coming, and the hope is empty, and the rain is hard to come by.
Hua Shoulei lowered his head. High pine branches cover the building.
Fight against the heat and sing songs.
The mountains and rivers are dyed like brocade, with abundant fruits and the fragrance of wine.
"Eight Sounds of Ganzhou. Great Heat" by Cui Huibin
With the scorching sun shining all day long, the heat is unbearable.
Exposed to strong light, stuffy sauna, sweating like rain.
Shake the cattail leaf fan with your hand, and remember the dream.
Sitting together on the ground, happy and carefree.
Thinking about the old things, feeling a little nostalgic, and asking about the customs. Sighing that time has passed and the country has become sparse and depressed.
It feels modern, there are many high-rise buildings, you are too lazy to go out, and you can enjoy air conditioning in the bedroom.
How can we forget to spend a good night in harmony with our neighbors?
The above is for reference only.