The breeze broke three days of summer. Huide's Crossing Shagou Store
Warm wind on sunny days makes wheat fragrant and green grass wins flowers. An Shi's early summer is Wang Song's business.
The trees grow dark in summer, and the balcony reflects the pond. The crystal curtains are moving, the breeze is blowing, and the whole frame is fragrant. Tang Gao's Summer in the Mountain Pavilion
The wind blows the wheat ripe, and the rain hits the plum yellow. Zhou Bei Yu Xin's "In Summer"
Xia Feng is full of vigor and vitality. Book of Songs.
The wind brings me the fragrance of lotus, and the bamboo leaves drip with the music of dew.
How warm it is in Xia Feng. The trees are gloomy. Ten poems by Tang Yongxia.
The autumn sea is dark, the mountains are straight and the summer is cool. Send Lin Kuan by Tang Huangtao
Huai Qing. Ji Xiao, Ceng Ming. Song Yang Wu Zhuqing.
Green spring trees are cool in summer, and purple ferns are red in the afternoon. Tang Qi's Collection "Send to the Mountain"
The eaves in Xia Feng are very cold, and the windows are also very cold in the winter snow. Meng Ting of Anshi, Wang Song
2. The poem about Xia Feng is that willow leaves and poplar leaves are beyond reproach.
Huai Qing. Ji wants to know, increase Ming. Yuan is now. He used to be a great soldier. He helped Zhongxing. Rest at home. Enjoy leisure. Worrying about the country and the people, Pingrong slightly expected, Fu Wanyao.
Ten yuan in summer
How warm the weather is in Xia Feng, and the trees are gloomy. New bamboo shoots are purple, and early cherry blossoms are shallow and deep.
The fireworks cloud curtain was heavy, and Ada invaded the scene. China is kind to each other, and Yun Fang is heavy.
Before the first full step, the breeze moved the curtains. When you are in the middle of ten days, you have to rest and watch the scenery.
The boy brushed the towel box and the crow rolled into the depths of the forest well. When the heart is idle, why bother?
It's early summer, so it's difficult to transpiration. This is a romantic night, but also a lonely night.
Leaves were exposed to dark light, and meteors were left behind. However, I am afraid of embarrassment at night, and I will be sad.
The dream is still shallow, and the strange clouds are not peaked. Clouds are red and desert, and waves are white.
Although the Jade Committee has a surplus, it has not disappeared. What it's like to hold sex and spray poison with a dragon.
At the scene of incense and inflammation, many British people are rare. The office is full of incense and medicine.
Cut the red flame and decorate the green row with new calyx. With this, you can send your thoughts instead of words and thoughts.
HongLing scattered incense trees, rotating in a hurry. Smoke is fragrant, and heavy makeup is wet.
That's not the beauty. I hate standing on the steps. Suddenly tired of Xia Jingchang, this spring has come.
The tongue is gradually swallowed, and Huang Ying is petite. Yun Hong police night, chickens in cages have been crowing.
At that time, the guests were comfortable. Who can correct it when shipping? Don't be tired of summer insects, but they will interfere with each other.
Swallows outside the curtain, chicks inside the nest. The sweater turned purple because of being too tired to eat.
Flying in and out, the male and female beams roared. The adopted son must be old, and the evil son will win.
The Xia Xue of Xishan disappears, and the river flows southeast. A high storm is lower than a horse.
Being spun by scalpers, it's hard to treat Bai Di. I walked on the flat ground and turned my worries into help.
After the death of the spirit, it is an ordinary bath orchid. Colorful green zongzi, fragrant white jade balls.
The dead are gone, and the hardships are sweet, but today is joy. Well, if you are loyal to celebrities, you will find it difficult to die.
Send Lin Kuan to the yellow peach
I have known each other for forty years, and my hometown and Chang 'an.
Everyone is very happy to be here today, and it's hard to talk about the past again.
The autumn sea is dark, the mountains are straight and the summer is cool.
Before the end, Confucianism and Taoism rose and fell.
Gather yourself in the mountains.
Green spring trees are cool in summer, and purple ferns are fragrant in the afternoon.
In the morning, smile and hold a pot of bitter water, and make yourself at home in the city.
Wang Mengting Anshi
Hermits have everything they need.
Mountain city, language and Taoism are one.
The poet talks about details, but the explanation is still a bundle.
Those who know the area very well are willing to do whatever they want.
He who knows the past is above his eyes and ears.
Whether it is noisy or quiet, there is a taste preference.
What is the life hall today? Seems to be afraid of shocking the world.
The meaning is not revealed, and the nickname has its own.
The eaves in Xia Feng are very cold, and the windows are tightly packed with snow in winter.
Plum willows are scattered in spring and chrysanthemums are deeply loosened in autumn.
Pots smile proudly every day, and skirts chase each other.
I don't know about this music. I'm writing a new song on the piano.
3. Describe Xia Feng's ancient poem: Rain has gone over mountains and rain.
Changfeng has been making waves for days, and wine boats have been constantly.
One day, I will ride the wind and waves, sail straight up and cross the deep sea.
The breeze rippled on the grassy coast, through the night, and blew to my still mast.
The small building was easterly again last night, and the country could not bear to look back at the middle of the month.
The wind blows and clouds fly, and the weaver girl returns to her hometown.
The storm in Zhongshan has turned yellow and millions of heroes have crossed the river.
The wind blows my heart and hangs Xianyang trees in the west.
Sail through three thousand miles of wind and rain and throw your flesh and blood home together.
The south wind doesn't need a brocade sunflower fan, and the gauze hat sleeps on the gull.
The breeze and bright moon are nobody's business, and the south is cool.
The bright moon scares the birds, and the breeze chirps at midnight.
There was a breeze blowing in the room, and it rained heavily, talking to myself between the broken paper windows.
Good wind frequency helps me get to Qingyun.
Green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle.
There are tens of millions of mansions in Ande, which greatly protects the poor in the world from all smiles.
Zi Gui still cries blood in the middle of the night, so I don't believe that the east wind can't change back.
A gust of wind blew and the catkins were fragrant. Wu Ji pressed the wine and advised the guests to taste it.
The wind blows the general to hunt Weicheng.
The breeze knows my face and my face wraps around me.
In the fourth month, the south wind blew the yellow barley plain, the jujube flowers had not withered, and the leaves of Laka had grown.
4. Describe Xia Feng's poems and ancient poems. 1 What are there? Warm wind gives birth to wheat on sunny days, and green grass wins flowers. -Wang Anshi's "Early Summer is Things"
2. The trees grow dark in summer, and the balcony reflects the pond. The crystal curtains are moving, the breeze is blowing, and the whole frame is fragrant. -Gao Pian's "Mountain Pavilion Summer"
3. The breeze broke the three-day summer, and the good rain arrived in Wanjin on time. -Wang Hui's "Crossing the Shagou Store"
4. Cook wheat in the wind and plum in the rain. -Yu Xin's "Feng Xia"
5. The wind brings me the fragrance of lotus, and the music of dew drops from bamboo leaves. -Meng Haoran's "Nan Ting Xia Xiang Xin"
6. How warm it is in Xia Feng. The trees are gloomy. -Yuan Zhen's Ten Summer Poems
7. The sea is dark in autumn, the mountains are straight and the summer is cold. Tang-Huang Tao's "Send Lin Kuan"
8. Huai Qing. Ji wants to know, increase Ming. -Yang Wuxia's Liu Zaoqing
9. Green spring trees are cool in summer and purple ferns are fragrant in the afternoon. -Miracle's "Sending Soup in the Mountain"
10, the eaves in Xia Feng are very cold, and the snow windows in winter are also very cold. -Wang Anshi's Meng Ting
5. What are the poems about "Xia Feng"? 4. "Dawn sends Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple" Song Yang Wanli After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. 5, "Watching Wheat" Tang Baijuyi Tian Jia is less idle, and people are twice as busy in May.
At night, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow. Mother-in-law is rich in food, and children are full of pot pulp.
Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang. Filled with the heat of the country, the back was scorched by the sun.
I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer. There is a poor woman with a child on her back.
Grab the ear with your right hand and hang the basket with your left arm. Listening to his words of concern is very sad.
The family lost all their taxes, so they took this to satisfy their hunger. Today, I have no merit, and I have never worked in farming and mulberry.
There are three hundred stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of eight. I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day.
6, "Yixian" Tang Li Shangyin lived in the city, and spring went to summer. The grass was drowned by the rain and finally got the love of God. The rain was sunny.
Climbing on the high shelf, overlooking the distance, the sky is high and the afterglow of the sunset passes through the window lattice. Birds' nests have been dried, and their bodies are light again.
7, "Summer Night Sigh" Tang Du Fu can never be embarrassed, inflammation is poisoning my intestines. Andrew Wan Lifeng, the wind is blowing on my skirt.
Kazuki Watanabe musicians are born in heaven, and there are few forests. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the entrance is cool.
When you see the slightest thing in vain, the feather bug flies. Things have no details and are adaptive.
Miss Pigos, and keep the border in poor years. Why are you washing and looking at each other?
Diao Dou was hit at night, and the noise was even 10,000 square meters. Although the purple is covered, it is better to return to China early.
North city is sad, storks fly. When the situation is troublesome, you will be tired, and when you think hard, you will be healthy.
8. "Summer Mountain Pavilion" The tall trees in the Tang Dynasty are dark green, and the summer is long, and the balcony reflects into the pool. The crystal curtains are blowing gently, and the roses are fragrant.
9. "Three Roads in the Middle Road" In the Song Dynasty, there were several plum blossoms and streams were full of mountains. The green trees on the mountain road are as dense as when they came, and the bushes of several orioles in the dense forest add more fun than when they came.
10, "Sleeping in Early Summer", Song Yang Wanli plum is sour and splashes teeth, and the banana is green. Spring goes to summer, and the days are long and tired. After a nap, I feel depressed and watch the children play with catkins in the air.
1 1, "Summer Book to Send Friends" Tang Cui Tu retired from farming when he arrived in Kuangbang, so why bother all his life? In the end, I learned something from Yi Xi, but I was surprised by the humiliation.
The peak turns without a shadow, and there are trees flying. It took ten years to realize that poem, and I stayed in the Central Plains to cast soldiers.
12, "Early Summer on the Pool" Tang Baijuyi's spring pool accumulates water late, and the shade is mixed with summer wood. The boat is like a wild crossing, and the fence falls like a river village.
Touch the piano mattress quietly and open the door of the wine cellar. Get a little grandson if you have nothing to do.
13, "The First Summer" Tang Baorong was young yesterday, and the evening peak is still beautiful. Although there is a residual state, the pulse condition can prevent anxiety.
You cherish the season, and you feel fleeting. 14, "Li Changxing sends summer to its neighbors for summer" Tang Houjia Avenue, with cicada trees.
The lock is far away and the shutter door is cold. The fence is full of red medicine, and the shelf attracts green radish to grow.
Every day is a pillow, so there are mountains and rivers. 15, "Climbing the Crane Rock in Summer" Tang Dai Shulun's day wind blows me up the hill, and the pine and cypress are cool in June.
I would like to use the old monk's double white cranes to soar in the depths of the blue clouds.
6. An ancient poem about Xia Feng. It rains everywhere in Shan Yu. Changfeng has been making waves for days, and wine boats have been coming. One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise my muddy sails, build a bridge on the deep sea, and the breeze will ripple on the grass bank, through the night, and blow to my still high mast. The small building was easterly again last night, and China could not help looking back at the bright moon. The wind began to fly in the clouds, and Jia Wei went home. The storm in Zhongshan has turned yellow, and millions of heroes have crossed the river. The wind blows my heart and hangs Xianyang trees in the west. There are 3,000 stormy roads. Throw the flesh and blood home together. You don't need a banana fan in the south wind, but you sleep in a water gull with a gauze hat. The breeze and the bright moon are ignored, and the south is cool. The bright moon scares the birds, and the breeze chirps at midnight. The loose wind on the house is blowing hard rain, and I am talking to myself through the broken paper window. Good winds help me to go to Qingyun. There is no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. I am safe and rich.