Poetry about mountains in summer 1. Summer mountain village poems.
Daohuaxiang said a bumper harvest. Listen to the frogs. -Xin Qiji's "Walking on the Yellow Sand Road in Xijiang Moonlight Night"
The trees in the garden are lush, and the crystal dew rises in the sun. -Anonymous "Long song"
Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees. -Fan Chengda's "Summer Village Miscellaneous Seven"
During the day, weeding in the fields and rubbing hemp thread at home at night, the men and women in the village took on all the housework. -Fan Chengda's "Summer Village Miscellaneous Seven"
Tianjia hedge has a small winding path. Clouds and trees are open and clear. -Zhou Bangyan's "Yu Meiren Shuli Amethyst Tian Jiaxiao"
Running water surrounds the paddy field, and the fence is full of green bamboo; All the elm seeds have been lost, and the hibiscus flowers have become sparse. -Zhang Shunmin's "Village House, Water Around the Hedge"
Sunset shines on the market, and cattle and sheep go home along the path. -Wang Wei's "Farmers by the Wei River"
2. Poems describing summer scenery
Poems describing summer scenery are as follows:
1. The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. -Song Sushi's Drinking Rain after the Qing Dynasty on the Lake.
Zhou Nan got as drunk as a fiddler in summer and slept several times in the north. -Liu Tang Zongyuan's Summer Occasionally
3. The trees grow dark in summer, and the balcony reflects the pond. -Tang Gao's "Mountain Pavilion Summer"
In summer, the courtyard is deep and clear, and pomegranate flowers are separated by curtains. -Su Song Shunqin "Summer Meaning"
5. The breeze suddenly blows the lotus leaf, and mercury pours from the sapphire plate. -Tang Shi Jianwu, "After the summer rain, if the Netherlands is green"
1. Yang Shuhua, a 30-mile path, is covered with white felt, and the lotus leaves in the stream are covered with green money. -Tang Du Fu's "Wandering Poems"
2. The Panasonic Mao Ting is cool in May, and the Tingshayun tree is dark in the evening. -Tang Dai Shulun's "Inscription and Mountain Show"
The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are of different colors. -Song Yang Wanli "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang"
The wind comes and blows away, and the water under the lake looks like the sky. -Song Sushi's Drunk Book at Wanghu Building on June 27th.
We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains. -Tang Meng Haoran "Passing the Old Village"
3. Mountain sentences describing summer
There is not a cloud in the sky, there is no sun overhead, there is no wind, and all the trees are standing there listlessly and lazily.
As soon as the sun came out, the ground seemed to be on fire.
It's so hot that it seems that a spark will cause an explosion.
The scorching sun is like fire, and the earth is like a steamer, which makes people breathless.
Walking on the road, the oncoming wind hit like a heat wave.
Early in the morning, cicadas cried loudly to tell people that another hot day had begun.
It's very hot in summer, and the birds don't know where to hide; Plants and trees hang their heads; The puppy was so hot that it stuck out its tongue and gasped.
Cicada kept making annoying calls on the branches, as if cheering for the scorching sun.
In summer, the vegetation is particularly lush, the leaves of holly are shining, and the old elm trees are flourishing, giving people a thick shade.
In summer, the clear river has become a good place for children to escape the heat. You see, they are frolicking in the water, having a water fight for a while, fishing for a while, and having a good time.
The sun in summer is like a big stove, which bakes the earth very hot. Even the air is hot, and people sweat when they move.
The buffalo hid in the pond for a long time, and its whole body was buried in the water, only one head was exposed to breathe.
The blue sky in July hangs like a fireball, and the clouds seem to be melted by the sun and disappear without a trace.
Spring goes with the falling flowers, and summer comes with green leaves in the warm wind.
The early summer sun shone through the dense branches and leaves, and the ground was covered with shiny spots the size of copper coins.
The wind blows with a slight warmth, and the cuckoo calls from time to time, 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.
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.
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.
There is no cloud or wind in the sky, and the sun is burning overhead, and all the trees are standing there listlessly and lazily.
In midsummer July, there is not a cloud in the blue sky. The sun scorched the earth, the water in the river was hot, and the soil in the field smoked.
Under the scorching sun, on both sides of the road, ripe grains bent down and bowed their heads. There are as many grasshoppers as there are.
Grass leaves, wheat and rye fields, wheat and rye fields, reeds on the shore make a weak and noisy sound.
The sun is like a fireball, the light is burning, the road surface is scorched by the scorching sun, and a pile of white smoke is stepping down.
The weather is sultry and there is no wind at all. The thick air seems to have solidified.
The whole city is like a burnt-out brick kiln, which makes people breathless. Dogs lie prone on the ground with bright red tongues, and mules and horses have particularly large nostrils.
Flaming parachutes are hanging 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.
That day, it was terribly hot. As soon as the sun came out, the ground was already on fire, and some gray gases, like clouds, like Feiyun, like fog, like fog, floated low in the air, making people feel breathless.
It was a long, rainy summer. 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.
I don't know where the bird went; 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!
The willow trees in the street look ill, and the leaves are hanging with dust and rolling on the branches, and the branches are still. The street was so white that the vendors were afraid to shout, and the plexiglass signboard at the door of the store seemed to be sunburned.
4. Mountain Poetry in Summer
A good sentence, paragraph, and beautiful paragraph describing the mountain.
1. Blue and white mountains are burning. At the foot of the mountain, you can see green hills, green trees and red flowers criss-crossing, and beautiful goose feet are like the soles of people's feet; Unique pine trees rustle. Like a performer; The tall and straight green hills are magnificent, like a giant ...
In the misty rain, the mountains and the sky are natural and integrated. There are mountains and days in the world, and it is inseparable from the feeling of mountains and days. The calmness of the wind moves the mountain lining, which means that the clouds move like mountains, but the vision is just that the mountains are walking. One word: beauty!
The sunrise from the top of Mount Tai is spectacular and touching. With the first ray of the rising sun tearing the darkness before dawn, the eastern sky gradually changed from darkness to fish-belly white and red until it was dazzling golden yellow, spraying thousands of rays of sunshine. Finally, a fireball jumped out of the water and took off. The whole process is like a skilled magician, instantly transforming thousands of color pictures, which is amazing.
Mountains are strange, magnificent and changeable. "Side-looking peak" depicts the different shapes of peaks. "Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that other mountains are short under the sky." It reflects the height and majesty of the mountain from the side.
Just after a heavy rain, the clouds on the mountain were aroused. My father and I broke through the clouds and set foot on the mountain road. On both sides of the mountain road, bamboo forests spring up. Seen from a distance, Tiantai Peak towering into the clouds, like a silver sword standing among the clouds. When we were on the road, we enjoyed the scenery along the way, passing through Baisui Palace and Sixiang Pavilion, until we reached Phoenix Gu Song under Tiantai Mountain.
6. There are several casual "clouds" above the mountain. On a sunny day, when the sun extends from the back of the mountain to the front, the mountain is not so beautiful against the reddish corner of the sun, but it feels like a big girl with blushing cheeks, with her head half bowed shyly. The sun rose slowly, and the dazzling sunshine seemed to really set the mountain on fire. The sun shines on the smoky mountain, the light shuttles through the fog, and the fog cooperates with the sun and carries the light through. Fog is a small drop of water that refracts sunlight. That kind of beauty is beyond words. Coupled with the imaginary "white clouds" above, it really looks like a mountain fairyland, a rare fairyland on earth.
A good sentence, paragraph, and beautiful paragraph describing the mountain.
7. Shibapan is the most dangerous mountain road in Mount Tai, with 1600 steps. The cliffs of two mountains were cut and steep roads were embedded in them. Seen from a distance, it looks like a Tianmen ladder. The grandeur of Mount Tai is all in 18 episodes; The magnificence of Mount Tai is in the process of climbing! The wonders of Mount Tai are all at the top of Mount Tai. At the top of Mount Tai, looking up, there are mountains outside the mountain, scenery outside the scene, and the scenery is infinite, which is amazing.
8. Sometimes getting up in the morning will make you scream-the mountain is smoking! When the whole thing is smoking, it looks like a sign of burning, magnificent. The sun may not come out so fast at this time, but it is usually sunny. When the whole mountain is smoking, don't walk so fast and enjoy the burning process quietly.
9. Looking up at the rooftop, there are clouds on the peak, and the winding path is secluded, like a floating ribbon. Tourists are like small white dots scattered on the ribbon, moving slowly upward.
10. The morning light gradually seeped out of the mountain fog, and the red brilliance lit up the scenery on the mountain in the blink of an eye. In the breeze, the light of the morning sun penetrated the sleepiness of the mountain like an arrow. The mountain yawned and spread out, beginning its changeable day.
1 1. Soon after, the sky infected Dashan with grievances, and Dashan cried and cried. Tears wet everything on the mountain. Listen, raindrops roll on the petals, with some fantastic colors; You see, the serenity under the oblique weaving of raindrops has penetrated into the cracks in the rock. Play, issued a faint overlapping light ring.
5. Sentences describing mountains in summer
There is not a cloud in the sky, there is no sun overhead, there is no wind, and all the trees are standing there listlessly and lazily.
As soon as the sun came out, the ground seemed to be on fire.
It's so hot that it seems that a spark will cause an explosion.
The scorching sun is like fire, and the earth is like a steamer, which makes people breathless.
Walking on the road, the oncoming wind hit like a heat wave.
Early in the morning, cicadas cried loudly to tell people that another hot day had begun.
It's very hot in summer, and the birds don't know where to hide; Plants and trees hang their heads; The puppy was so hot that it stuck out its tongue and kept panting.
Cicada kept making annoying calls on the branches, as if cheering for the scorching sun.
In summer, the vegetation is particularly lush, the leaves of holly trees are shining, and the old elm trees are flourishing, giving people a thick shade.
In summer, the clear river has become a good place for children to escape the heat. You see, they are frolicking in the water, having a water fight for a while, fishing for a while, and having a good time.
The sun in summer is like a big stove, roasting the earth, even the air is hot, and people sweat when they move.
Buffalo has already hid in the pond, and its whole body is buried in the water, with only one head exposed to the water to breathe.
In July, the sun hung like a fireball in the blue sky. The cloud seems to have melted by the sun and disappeared without a trace.
Spring goes with the falling flowers, and summer comes with green leaves in the warm wind.
The early summer sun shines through 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 cuckoos sing from time to time. It is telling us: "Spring is over."
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.
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.
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.
There is not a cloud in the air, there is not a wind, there is a scorching sun overhead, and all the trees are standing there listlessly and lazily.
In midsummer 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.
Under the scorching sun, on both sides of the road, ripe grains bent down and lowered their heads in the heat. There are so many grasshoppers.
Grass leaves, wheat and rye fields, wheat and rye fields, reeds on the shore make a weak and noisy sound.
The sun is like a fireball of the boss, the light is burning, the road surface is scorched by the scorching sun, and a pile of white smoke is stepped on.
It's sweltering and there's not a breath of wind. The thick air seems to have solidified.
The whole city is like a burnt-out brick kiln, which makes people breathless. Dogs lie prone on the ground with bright red tongues, and mules and horses have particularly large nostrils.
Flaming parachutes are hanging 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.
That day, it was terribly hot. As soon as the sun came out, the ground was already on fire, and some gray gases, like clouds, like Feiyun, like fog, like fog, floated low in the air, making people feel breathless.
It was a long summer without rain, and 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.
I don't know where the bird went; 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!
The willow trees in the street seem to be sick, and the leaves are hanging with dust and rolling on the branches, and the branches are still. There is white light on the road, and the vendors dare not shout. The plexiglass signboard at the door of the store seems to have been sunburned.
6. Summer landscape poems
Song Su Shi's Rain after Drinking Chuqing Lake
The water is Ming Che, and the mountains are empty and rainy.
If you want to compare the West Lake to the West Lake, heavy makeup and light makeup are always appropriate.
"Little Pool" Song Yang Wanli
Spring eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves sunny and soft.
Xiao-he just showed his sharp corner, and the dragonfly had already stood on it.
"Mountain Pavilion Summer" Tang Gaopian
The trees grow dark in summer, and the balcony reflects the pond.
The crystal curtains are blowing gently, and the roses are fragrant.
"Three Roads in the Road" was heard in the Song Dynasty.
The plum blossoms are yellow, the sun is shining, and the streams are full of mountains.
The shade does not reduce the road, adding four or five orioles.
"After the summer rain, the title is green. Ruohe's Don Jianwu.
The monk's house is cool and the bamboo trees are new, and the first rain is welcome.
The breeze suddenly blew the lotus leaf, and mercury spilled from the sapphire plate.
7. A seven-character poem describing summer.
1, there is no way to recover from heavy mountains and heavy waters, and there is another village.
Then he disappeared around the corner, leaving only hoofprint.
3. What is water like? What is a mountain island?
We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains.
5. Looking horizontally, the ridge edge becomes a peak, and the distance is different.
Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that all the other mountains are short in the sky. ..
7. Climb Dongshan and Lu Xiao, Mount Tai and the small world.
(1) The mountains and rivers here are beautiful and it is a good place for sightseeing.
(2) The fields and mountains were covered with heavy snow, and it was all white.
We are proud of the beautiful mountains and rivers in our motherland.
(4) anthropomorphic sentence: rivers and mountains, you raised me, and the earth and mother hugged me tightly.
(5) Guilin, Guangxi has beautiful mountains and rivers and pleasant scenery.
(6) Mountains, rivers, trees and houses are covered with a thick layer of snow, which is simply a beautiful landscape painting.
(7) The mountains and rivers of the motherland are magnificent.
In winter, the earth is covered with snowflakes. The mountains and rivers in winter are frozen for thousands of miles; In winter, people howl in the wind and wear cotton-wrapped coats.
(9) The southeastern province of China is a good place with outstanding people, beautiful mountains and rivers, mild climate and rich products, and a large number of outstanding talents have been born.
(10) We love mountains and rivers, just like the brave Haiyan loves the rough waves of the sea. We love the river, just like a thin child leaning on his father's strong arm. We love animals just as a strong rhinoceros loves the small body of a hornbill.
8. Landscape poems describing summer
Song Su Shi's Rain after Drinking Chuqing Lake
The water is Ming Che, and the mountains are empty and rainy.
If you want to compare the West Lake to the West Lake, heavy makeup and light makeup are always appropriate.
"Little Pool" Song Yang Wanli
Spring eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves sunny and soft.
Xiao-he just showed his sharp corner, and the dragonfly had already stood on it.
"Mountain Pavilion Summer" Tang Gaopian
The trees grow dark in summer, and the balcony reflects the pond.
The crystal curtains are blowing gently, and the roses are fragrant.
"Three Roads in the Road" was heard in the Song Dynasty.
The plum blossoms are yellow, the sun is shining, and the streams are full of mountains.
The shade does not reduce the road, adding four or five orioles.
"After the summer rain, the title is green. Ruohe's Don Jianwu.
The monk's house is cool and the bamboo trees are new, and the first rain is welcome.
The breeze suddenly blew the lotus leaf, and mercury spilled from the sapphire plate.