A poem unbearable in the heat.

The poem "Unbearable Summer" is as follows:

1, The Bitter Travel Notes by Wang Gu in Tang Dynasty

Zhu Rongnan whipped the dragon, and the flame of the fire flag burned the sky red. The sun doesn't set at noon, and all countries are in the stove. The five mountains are green and withered, the clouds are gone, and the waves at the bottom of the sea are exhausted. Why didn't the golden wind blow overnight to sweep away the heat all over the world for me?

2. Song Mei's "Bitterness with Cai Zhongmou".

The high temperature exposes everything, and nothing can escape. Dry people want to get out of the fire, while liquid people want to shed ointment. Birds hate their feathers, and animals hate their hair. People are also afraid of embarrassment, and the situation is to wear a crown robe. Although Guangsha is backed by clouds, the wind does not move. Unknown nymphs, why are you different from me? Flies and mosquitoes stayed up all night, scratching their skin. Four sequences of iterations, crisp autumn.

3. Dai Fugu is one of the "Five Hot Songs" in Song Dynasty.

There are big kilns in heaven and earth, and charcoal ripens in June. Everything is this Tao Rong. Why do people complain about the heat? Look at the autumn colors of the hundred valleys, and they also bear fruit from summer. The water in the field boils like soup, and the sweat on my back splashes. Farmer Fang Xia Yun, I dare to eat if I can't sit still.

4. Liu Zongyuan's "Climbing the West Building on a Bitter Summer Night" in the Tang Dynasty

Get up in the middle of the night in the heat, and go upstairs to find clothes alone. The mountains and rivers condense the summer heat, and the stars and Han people are bright. Fire crystal Gan Lu, wild still wind. Exploring the soup leads to the yin well, and the stove opens the door. You can't sweat if you hesitate for a long time. Don't argue about the poison in the pavilion, but appeal to you. I'm afraid it wasn't taken by my aunt, but quiet is better than happy.

5. Bai Juyi's "Looking at Cutting Wheat" in Tang Dynasty

The Tian family has less leisure in the month, and people are twice as busy in May. In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow. Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, accompanied by pot pulp, went with the battlefield, and Ding Zhuang was in Nangang. It is full of rustic heat, burning the back and burning the sun, not knowing the heat, cherishing the long summer.

There was a poor woman with her son by her side, an ear in her right hand and a basket hanging from her left arm. Listening to his words of concern is very sad. My family's taxes are gone, so I can take this to satisfy my hunger. What are my advantages today? I have never been involved in farming and mulberry. There are 300 stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of 20. I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day.

6. Song of Ding Du by Li Bai in Tang Dynasty.

Yunyang went to war, and merchants on both sides of the strait were spared. Why bother tugboat when the black ox rests on the moon? Turbid water can't be drunk, and the pot pulp is half turned into soil. When you sing, your heart will cry. Ten thousand people cut stones, but they can't reach the river. You look at Shi Mang, and you hide your tears and grieve for the ages.

7. Wang Wei's "Bitter and Hot Journey" in Tang Dynasty

The sun is all over the sky, and the fire clouds are like mountains. The vegetation is scorched and the rivers are dry. Lightness makes clothes heavy, and dense trees are bitter and thin. You can't go near it, but you can't go near it. Thinking outside the universe is vast. Changfeng comes to Wan Li, and rivers and seas are troubled. However, despite being a patient, I didn't feel intimate. Suddenly into the dew door, it is cool and happy.