Praise the ancient poetry of July

The article introduces that summer is a burning season. The fireball of nuclear fusion is under the scorching sun, the dog sticks out its tongue and the cicada chirps testily. The following are the July poems I arranged for you for your reference.

& lt Dark Days in March > Song? Qin Guan

Festivals promote each other's new ideas, and spoony children keep spring.

Why don't you like wheatgrass? Xia Mu is cute.

& lt early summer > Song? Sima guang

April is sunny and sunny, and after a storm comes a calm, Nanshan has clearly become a household.

There is no catkin because of the wind, but the sunflower is sunny.

& lt middle section of Huai' an Road in early summer > Yuan? Sadulla

Fish and shrimp splash out of the net at first, and plum blossoms are green.

The trees are full of gentle sunshine and spring rain, and pedestrians are on time in April.

"Xia Meng" Tang? Jalang

Meng Xia in the south of the Yangtze River grows bamboo shoots.

Qi is a castle and frog is an orchestra.

"Koike" song? Yang Wanli

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.

"Summer Scene" Ming? Zhu Zhanji

At the beginning of the rain, it is refreshing, jade waves are rippling, and the bridge is flat.

Swallows wear curtains well, while idle gulls flood lightly.

& lt enjoy the cool > song? Qin Guan

Take the dog after the willow to enjoy the cool, and draw a bed on the south bank of the bridge.

In the moonlight, the ship's flutes are jagged and the wind gathers lotus fragrance.

& lt chasing after the cool summer night > song? Yang Wanli

The heat at night is still the same as that in the afternoon. Open the door and stand in the middle of the moon.

Deep in the bamboo forest, insects are singing, sometimes it's cool, only the wind.

& lt In summer, Deng Heyan occasionally becomes >: Don? Dai Shulun

The wind blows me up the hill, and it is cool in June.

I would like to use the old monk's double white cranes to soar in the depths of the blue clouds.

& lt Go to the house in summer > Don? Chen Ziang

The mountains and rivers open beautiful houses, and the piano songs are listed.

People doubt the reward of white buildings, and the land is like bamboo forest Zen.

There is chaos in the opposite pool, which is connected with Xuan.

Now the sky is silent, and spring is clearly made by the moon.

& lt After the summer rain, if Holland is green > Tang? Jianwu Shi

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.

& lt Shanting Xia > Tang? Gaopian

Green trees, deep shadows, long summer, the reflection of the tower in the pond.

The crystal curtains are blowing gently, and the roses are fragrant.

& lt summer drought and bitter heat > Song? Wang ling

The breeze can't kill the heat, and the sunset flies up the mountain.

People are already afraid that the rivers and seas will dry up, and they will do whatever it takes.