Poetry about summer, ancient poetry, fourth grade, volume 1 1. An ancient poem about summer scenery learned in the fourth grade.
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Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Author: Yang Wanli
Original text:
The silence of spring is because I don't want a long stream of water, and the shadow reflected on the water is like sunny days and breezes.
The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.
An appointment/appointment
Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Author: Zhao Shixiu
Original text:
Mei Huang Shi, every family was flooded by rain, and the pond was covered with green grass and frogs.
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.
Xiqing
Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Author: Fan Chengda
Original text:
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.
2. Ancient poetry in the fourth grade of primary school
The first of two or three volumes.
Cylinder wall
Seen from the side of the ridge, it becomes a mountain peak.
The distance is different.
I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain,
If a person is on this mountain,
Tour of Shanxi village
Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich.
There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.
The day of playing flute and drums is approaching, and the villagers are still dressed simply.
In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane.
Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou from Yellow Crane Tower.
My old friend resigned from the Yellow Crane Tower,
Fireworks fell in Yangzhou in March.
Lonely sails, distant shadows, blue sky,
I only saw the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.
Send yuan twenty-one Xi
Weicheng is rainy and dusty,
The guest rooms are green and willow.
I advise you to drink more wine,
There is no reason for people in the west.
The last of two or three volumes.
Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain
Birds fly high,
Lonely clouds go to leisure alone.
Never tired of looking at each other,
Only Jingting Mountain.
Jiangnan memory
The scenery in Jiangnan is very beautiful, and the picturesque scenery has long been familiar.
When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass.
How can we make people not miss Jiangnan?
Wangdongting
The lake and the moon blend together,
There is no wind on the pool surface, and the mirror is not polished.
Looking at Dongting,
Green snail in a silver plate.
Four seasons pastoral miscellaneous interest
Tilling during the day, numb at night,
The children in the village are responsible for their own affairs.
Children and grandchildren have not been liberated to engage in farming and textile,
There is also a melon in the shade of mulberry trees.
April in the countryside
Full of mountains and green, full of white rivers,
In the regular sound, the rain began to rain like smoke.
There are few idle people in the countryside in April.
Only when sericulture is planted in the field.
Yugezi
Egrets fly in front of mount cisse,
Peach blossom and flowing water mandarin fish fertilizer.
Keywords green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber,
There is no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle.
3. Sentences describing summer (Grade 4)
1. The sun in July hangs in the blue sky like a fireball, and the clouds seem to be melted by the sun and disappear without a trace.
2. Spring goes with the falling flowers, and summer is covered with green leaves jumping in the warm wind.
3. The sunshine in early summer is transmitted from the dense branches and leaves, and the ground is covered with shiny spots the size of copper coins.
The wind blows with a slight warmth, and from time to time there comes the cuckoo's cry, telling us that spring has passed.
Grass reeds and red, white and purple wildflowers are steamed by the fiery red sun hanging high in the air, and the air is filled with sweet and intoxicated breath.
6. In early summer, all kinds of wild flowers are in full bloom, red, purple, pink and yellow, like bright spots embroidered on green carpets; Crowds of bees are busy among the flowers, sucking the stamens and flying around with difficulty.
7. In midsummer, it is so hot that even dragonflies only dare to fly near the shade, as if they were afraid that the sun would burn their wings.
8. There is not a cloud or wind in the sky, and all the trees are standing there listlessly in the hot sun overhead.
9. In the midsummer of July, there is not a cloud in the blue sky. The sun is scorching the earth, the water in the river is boiling hot, and the soil in the field is smoking.
10. In the hot sun, on both sides of the road, mature grains bend over at high temperature, and grasshoppers bow their heads, as many as grass leaves. In the wheat field and rye field, in the wheat field and rye field, among the reeds on the shore, they make a weak and noisy sound.
1 1. The sun is like a fireball of the boss, burning people, the road surface is scorched by the scorching sun, and a pile of white smoke steps down.
12. It's sweltering as hell, with no wind. The thick air seems to have solidified.
13. The whole city is like a burnt-out brick kiln, which makes people breathless. Dogs are prone on the ground with bright red tongues, and mules and horses have particularly large nostrils.
14. The blazing umbrella is high in the air, so hot that fish in the river dare not surface and birds dare not fly out of the mountains. Even the dogs in the village just stick out their tongues and gasp endlessly.
15. That day, it was terribly hot. As soon as the sun came out, the ground caught fire, and some gray gas like clouds and Feiyun like fog floated in the air, which made people feel breathless.
16. It was a long summer without rain. The old loach in the field was turned white by the scorching sun. The stream near the village dropped several inches, and the stones above the water suddenly became bigger.
17. The bird went somewhere. The vegetation is dejected and despondent, as if dying; Only cicadas keep chirping in the branches; It's really breaking gongs and drums to cheer for the scorching sun!
18. The willows in the street look sick, their leaves are hanging with dust and rolling on their branches. The branches are motionless, the road is white, the vendors dare not shout, and the plexiglass signboard at the door of the store seems to be sunburned.
4. Five ancient poems describing summer.
Write poems about summer scenery
1. Xiao He just showed his sharp corner, and the dragonfly had already stood on his head. (Yang Wanli's "Little Pool")
It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. (Zhao Shixiu's "You Yue")
3. The mountains and fields are all green, and it rains like smoke in the regular sound. (April in the Country by Weng Juan)
The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers in the sun are of different colors. (Yang Wanli, "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang")
5. The bright moon surprises magpies, and the breeze crows at midnight. (Xin Qiji's "Walking along Huangsha Road in Xijiang Moonlight Night")
6. The crystal curtains are breezy and the roses are fragrant. (Gao Pian's "Mountain Pavilion Summer")
7. We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains. (Meng Haoran, "Passing the Old Village")
8. The Yang Shuhua on the 30-mile path is covered with a white carpet, and green money is stacked on the lotus leaves in the stream. (Du Fu's "Wandering in Queque")
9. The Mao Ting in Matsushita is cool in May, and the Tingshayun tree is pale in the evening. (Dai Shulun's "Tezhi Chuanshan Show")
10. Never going to Liang, a blind date is like a similar seagull in the water. (Du Fu's "Jiangcun")
1 1. Tornado winds come and go, and the water surface looks like the sky below the lake. (June 27, Su Shi's "Drunk Book of Wanghu Building")
12. Plum acid splash teeth, banana green sieve. (Yang Wanli, "Taking a nap in early summer")
The first and second volumes of 5.4 ancient poems (including poets and scenery, seasons, poems and places of interest)
Look at Dongting Tang, Liu Yuxi, the lake is full of moonlight, there is no wind on the pool surface, and the mirror does not grind. Look at the Dongting landscape. There is a green snail in the silver plate. Recalling Jiangnan in Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi's Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is familiar. Sunrise is better than fire, and the riverside is as blue as blue. Can you not forget Jiangnan? The four seasons in the Southern Song Dynasty are full of pastoral activities. Fan Dacheng plows the land during the day, and the children in the village are responsible for their own affairs. Children and grandchildren do not farm or weave, but also grow melons and fish in mulberry fields. Egrets fly in front of Mount Saishan in Zhang Ci, and peach blossoms are full of mandarin fish fat. Green bamboo slips and Mao Mao Rain don't need to return. Jiangnan by Han Yuefu: Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan. Under the shady mountain, the sky is like a vault, and the cage covers four fields. The sky is wild, the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep are low. Luo's Ode to Goose: Goose, Goose, White hair floating green water, red palm stirring clear waves ... He Zhangzhi's "Singing Willow": Jasper decorated trees, thousands of strands of green silk tapestries hanging down. I wonder who cut the thin leaves. Heron Hostel: The mountains cover the white sun, and the ocean drains the golden river, but you can broaden your horizons by walking up a flight of stairs for 300 miles. Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn": This morning in spring, I woke up carefree, and birds were singing everywhere, but now I still remember how many flowers fell that night, that storm. Wang Wei's Chai Lu: there seems to be no one on the empty mountain, no one can be heard. Returning to the deep forest, the moss will shine again. On September 9, the Shandong brothers recalled that being alone in a foreign land was different.
6. All the ancient poems in the first volume of the fourth grade Chinese.
The first volume of the fourth grade of primary school:
1, the title of Xilin wall
Author: Song Sushi
Seen from the side of the ridge, it becomes a mountain peak.
The distance is different.
I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain,
Just because I'm in this mountain.
Translation of vernacular Chinese:
Seen from the front and side, Lushan Mountain is undulating and peaks stand tall. Seen from afar, near, high and low, Lushan Mountain presents various appearances. The reason why I can't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain is because I am in Lushan Mountain.
2. Visit Shanxi Village
Author: Song
The farmer's wine is muddy,
Enough chickens and dolphins in the first half of the year.
The rivers and mountains may change, but not one's essential nature
There is also a village.
Translation of vernacular Chinese:
Don't laugh at the muddy wine brewed in the twelfth lunar month. In Fengshou Island, hospitality dishes are very rich.
The mountains overlap and the water twists and turns. I'm afraid there is no way out. Suddenly, a mountain village appeared in front of me.
Creation background: This poem was written in the early spring of the third year (1 167) in Song Xiaozong, and Lu You was at home.
3. Yellow Crane Tower-Meng Haoran's farewell on his way to Yangzhou
Author: Tang Libai
My old friend resigned from the Yellow Crane Tower,
Fireworks fell in Yangzhou in March.
Lonely sails, distant shadows, blue sky,
Only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.
Translation of vernacular Chinese:
My friend waved goodbye to me at the Yellow Crane Tower. He will go to Yangzhou in sunny March.
His sail shadow gradually disappeared into the blue sky, only to see the rolling Yangtze River rushing in the horizon.
Creative background: The Yellow Crane Tower Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou is a work of Li Baiqiang during his tour of Sichuan. Li Bai is a poet who loves nature and likes to make friends. He is "according to a constant habit in my life". He traveled all his life in wandering and wandering, and his footprints spread all over the Central Plains, leaving many works praising the beauty of nature and friendship.
4. When seeing Yuan Er off, Anxi
Author: Tang
Weicheng is drizzling,
The guest rooms are green and willow.
I advise you to drink more wine,
The sun shines in the west for no reason.
Translation of vernacular Chinese:
Just after a shower in the morning, the acropolis felt dust and humidity, the air was fresh and the hotel was greener. Let's have another farewell drink, my friend. You know, it's hard to see old friends outside the Buddhist paradise.
Creation background: This poem was written by Wang Wei when he sent his friends to the northwest frontier. The title of the poem is also called "Farewell", which was later composed by musicians and named "Three Layers in Yangguan", also known as "Weicheng Qu". About before the Anshi Rebellion.