1. Poems about summer in junior high school
Poems about summer in junior high school 1. Ancient poems about summer learned in junior high school
Farewell to Lin Zifang when leaving Jingci Temple at dawn Yang Wanli
After all, the scenery of West Lake in June is different from that of the four seasons. The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.
The mountain pavilion is high and parallel in summer
The green trees are dense and the summer is long, and the tower is reflected in the pond.
The crystal curtain moves and the breeze rises, and the roses on the shelves fill the courtyard with incense.
"The South Pavilion is Huai Xin Da in Summer" by Meng Haoran
The mountain light suddenly sets in the west, and the moon in the pond gradually rises in the east. Enjoy the cool evening breeze, open the pavilion and lie down in an open space.
The lotus breeze brings fragrance, and the bamboo dew drops make a clear sound. I want to play the harp, but I hate the ignorance of the music.
Feeling nostalgic for my old friend, I am tired of my dreams.
"Appointment" Zhao Shixiu
During the yellow plum season, it rains everywhere, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds.
I didn’t come over at midnight because I had an appointment, so I knocked on the chess pieces and let the lanterns fall.
"Quatrains of Early Summer" by Lu You
The red and purple colors have turned into dust, and the sound of cuckoo is the new sign of summer.
After walking along endless roads, I realize that I am a man of peace.
2. Ancient poems about summer learned in junior high school
Seeing Lin Zifang off at dawn from Jingci Temple Yang Wanli After all, the scenery of West Lake in June is different from that of the four seasons.
The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. The mountain pavilion is high in summer, the green trees are thick and shaded in summer, and the tower is reflected in the pond.
The crystal curtain moves and the breeze rises, and the roses on the shelves fill the courtyard with incense. "The South Pavilion Huai Xin Da in Summer" Meng Haoran The mountain light suddenly sets in the west, and the moon in the pond gradually rises in the east.
Enjoy the evening coolness by spreading out the air, open the pavilion and lie down in an open space. The lotus breeze brings fragrance, and the bamboo dew drops make a clear sound.
I want to play the piano, but I hate the ignorance of the music. Feeling nostalgic for my old friend, I am tired of dreaming in the middle of the night.
"Appointment" by Zhao Shixiu It rains every house during the yellow plum season, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds. I didn't come over at midnight because I had an appointment, so I knocked on the chess pieces and let the lanterns fall.
"Early Summer Quatrains" Lu You's red and purple colors have turned into dust, and the sound of cuckoo brings the newness of summer. There are endless thorns and hemp on the road, and I realize that I am a man of peace.
3. Collection of Summer Poems for Grade 7 Urgent
The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.
—— Yang Wanli's "Walking off to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple at Dawn" The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it. ——Yang Wanli's "Little Pond" The children and grandchildren are still working for farming and weaving, and they are also learning to grow melons by the mulberry trees.
——Fan Chengda's "Summer Pastoral Miscellany Part 7" Farming in the fields during the day and planting hemp at night, the children of the village are responsible for their own affairs. ——Fan Chengda's "Summer Pastoral Miscellany Part 7" By the side of the singing banquet, I first put a mat pillow to let me sleep when I'm drunk.
—— Zhou Bangyan's "The Fragrance of the Courtyard·Wuxiang Mountain Work in Lishui in Summer" The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, with hibiscus blooming on both sides of the face. ——Wang Changling's "Two Lotus Plucking Songs" There are no catkins blowing up due to the wind, only sunflowers leaning toward the sun.
—— Sima Guang's "Early Summer in Guesthouse" The green trees are dense and the summer is long, and the reflection of the balcony is into the pond. ——Gao Pian's "Summer in the Mountain Pavilion" Egrets fly in the desert paddy fields, and orioles sing in the overcast summer trees.
——Wang Wei's "Jiyu Wangchuanzhuang" The overcast summer trees are singing oriole. ——He Zhu's "Nan Gezi·Seeing in Shuyu Pond" It rains continuously and you don't know the end of spring, but when it clears up, you can feel the depth of summer.
——Fan Chengda's "Xiqing" has three autumn osmanthus and ten miles of lotus. ——Liu Yong's "Looking at the Sea Tide: Southeast Xingsheng" I wake up from a long sleep with no thoughts, and watch the children catching willow flowers.
—— Yang Wanli's "Having a leisurely stay in early summer and taking a nap" The first summer is still peaceful, and the grass has not stopped. ——Xie Lingyun's "Traveling from Chishi into the Sailing Sea" Why regret Fang Fei's departure? Xia Mu is so gloomy and pleasant.
—— Qin Guan's "Odd Titles on the Dark Sun in March" The geese lead the sorrow away, and the mountains carry the good moon. ——Li Bai's "Ascending Yueyang Tower with Xia Twelve" The lotus breeze brings fragrance, and the bamboo dew drops make a clear sound.
—— Meng Haoran's "The South Pavilion in Summer" The lotus hat carries the setting sun, and the green mountains alone return to the distance. ——Liu Changqing's "Farewell to Master Lingche" There are only green lotuses and red lotuses, and the scrolls are open and closed, and they are innocent.
—— Li Shangyin's "Giving Lotus Flowers" Living deep in Foujia City, spring is gone and summer is still clear. ——Li Shangyin's "Late Qing" A river of smoke and water illuminates the clear mist. People on both sides of the strait have painted eaves, and there are lotus bushes in the autumn light.
—— Zhang Yanghao's "Water Fairy: Ode to the South of the Yangtze River" A song on the Qingjiang River embraces the village, and everything in the village on the Changxia River is quiet. ——Du Fu's "Jiangcun" The bitter nights in midsummer are short, so open the xuan to enjoy the slight coolness.
—— Du Fu's "Summer Night Sigh" The grass fireflies shine but are not fire, and the lotus dew is not a pearl even though it is a ball. ——Bai Juyi's "Five Poems·Part 1" The plum leaves the teeth sore, and the plantains are divided into green and window screens.
—— Yang Wanli's "Rising from a nap in early summer" The color of bamboo is green under the stream, and the fragrance of lotus flowers is in the mirror. ——Li Bai's "Farewell to Chu Yong in Yanzhong" The flowers and leaves in the world are inconsistent, and the flowers enter the golden basin and the leaves become dust.
——Li Shangyin's "Gift of Lotus" Three hundred miles away from Jinghu Lake, there are lotuses blooming. ——Li Bai's "Midnight Wu Song·Xia Song" The east garden is full of wine and the west garden is drunk, and all the loquat trees are full of gold.
——Dai Min's "Early Summer Tour in Zhang Garden" The green locust trees and tall willow trees swallow the new cicadas. ——Su Shi's "Ruan Lang Gui·Early Summer" The east wind suddenly rises and the weeping poplars dance, and the sound of thousands of lotus hearts is heard.
—— Liu Xun's "On the Pond after the Rain" The wind blows on the ancient trees, it rains on sunny days, the moon shines on the flat sand, and there is frost on summer nights. ——Bai Juyi's "Jianglou Looking at the Guests at Night" It's noon when the shade of trees is all over the ground, and I hear the sound of a wandering warbler in my dream.
—— Su Shunqin's "Summer Meaning" A girl picking lotuses is beside the Ruoye River, smiling across the lotus flowers and listening to people's words. ——Li Bai's "Lotus Plucking Song" The square bed with paper screen, stone pillow and bamboo pillow, tired hands throwing books and long afternoon dreams.
——Cai Que's "Summer Boarding Pavilion" is a feeling of nostalgia for old friends and tired dreams in the middle of the night. ——Meng Haoran's "Summer South Pavilion Huai Xin Da" The wind is clearing in the ruins of Changxia Village, and the eaves-toothed sparrows have grown up.
——Zhang Lei's "Three Summer Poems·One" The mountain light suddenly sets in the west, and the moon in the pond gradually rises in the east. ——Meng Haoran's "Summer South Pavilion Huai Xin Da" Look around at the mountain light and water light, and lean on the railing ten miles away and smell the lotus fragrance.
——Huang Tingjian's "Ezhou Nanlou Calligraphy" Tian Fuhe came to hoe, and they met each other and talked to each other. ——Wang Wei's "Weichuan Tianjia" This flower and this leaf often complement each other, and the green becomes redder and the red fades, which makes people sad.
—— Li Shangyin's "Gift of Lotus" The beauty belies the present and the past, and the lotus is ashamed of the beauty. ——Li Bai's "Xishi" The rain is drizzling on the wall, and the grass is hanging down, and the wind blows back and the flowers are gathered on the water surface.
—— Zhang Wei's "Summer Inscription on Veteran Lin Ting" Returning to the boat without waiting for the moon, he returned to the Yue Wang family. ——Li Bai's "Midnight Wu Song·Xia Song" The West Lake is beautiful after the lotus flowers bloom, and it's time to bring wine.
—— Ouyang Xiu "Picking Mulberries: The West Lake is Beautiful After the Lotus Blooms" The spring grass is green in autumn, and the fallen pines are long and cold in summer. ——Wang Wei's "Seven Pastoral Music No. 4" It is raining on the light thunder pond outside the willows, and the sound of raindrops and broken lotuses is heard.
—— Ouyang Xiu's "Linjiang Fairy: Rain on the Light Thunder Pond Outside Willow" After the people dispersed, the moonlight sky was like water. ——Xie Yi's "Qianqiu Sui·Ode to Summer Scenery" There are hundreds of years in life. Think of the good times and beautiful scenery, and stop letting go.
—— Yuan Haowen's "Sudden Rain Beats the New Lotus" I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong. ——Li Qingzhao's "Summer Quatrains" The early sun on the leaves dries up the rain, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind lifts each one.
——Zhou Bangyan's "Su Muzhe · Burning Agarwood" Lives as a hero, and dies as a ghost. ——Li Qingzhao's "Summer Quatrains" I wake up in the morning to sort out the wasteland and filth, and return with a hoe in the moonlight.
—— Tao Yuanming's "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields·Part 3" The Chu water is as clear as the sky, and the blue sea leads to it in the distance. ——Li Bai's "Farewell to the Song Dynasty in Jiangxia" Although the body is blue and purple, it is better to return home early.
—— Du Fu's "Summer Night Sigh" The lotus flowers are so tender that they want to talk, but they are worried about killing the boatman. ——Li Bai's "Lushui Song" The charming and foolish are not afraid of others guessing.
—— Zhu Shuzhen's "Qingpingle·Summer Lake Tour" Round lotuses float on small leaves, and fine wheat falls on light flowers. ——Du Fu's "For Farmers" The wind is old and the orioles are young, the rain is fertilizing the plums, and the afternoon shadow is beautiful and the trees are clear and round.
——Zhou Bangyan's "The Fragrance of the Courtyard·Wuxiang Mountain Works in Lishui in Summer" I am often afraid that the autumn wind will come early, and you will not know the drifting wind. ——Lu Zhaolin's "Lotus in Quchi".
4. Ancient Summer Poems in Poetry
Summer Meaning Su Shunqin The courtyard is deep and clear in summer, and the pomegranates are blooming all over the curtain. At noon in the shade of trees all over the ground, I heard the sound of a wandering warbler.
1. I am too exhausted to know the heat, but it is a pity that the summer is long. (Bai Juyi's "Guan Mao Mao")
2. Living deep in Foujia City, spring is gone and summer is still clear. (Li Shangyin's "Wanqing")
3. The first summer is still peaceful, and the grass has not stopped. (Xie Lingyun)
4. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, so open the xuan to enjoy the slight coolness. (Du Fu's "Summer Night Sigh")
5. Farmer Fang Xia Yun, I dare to eat while sitting still. (Dai retro "Big Heat")
6. Everyone suffers from the heat, but I love the long summer. (Li Ang's "Summer Couplet")
7. The remaining clouds bring away the summer heat, and the new rain brings autumn mist. (Cen Shen)
8. It rains continuously and you don’t know the end of spring, but when it clears up, you will feel the depth of summer. (Fan Chengda's "Xiqing")
9. The Qingjiang River embraces the village, and the Changxia River village is quiet and quiet. (Du Fu's "Shao Village")
10. Why regret Fang Fei's departure? Xia Mu's yang and yin are pleasant. (Qin Guan) Xiaochi
Song Yang Wanli
The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle,
The shade of the tree shines on the water and the love is clear and soft.
Xiao He The sharp corners have just been exposed,
A dragonfly has already stood on it.
The moonlight on the Xijiang River walks along the yellow sand road at night
Song Xin Qiji
Farewell to the bright moon Magpies are frightened by the branches, and cicadas sing in the breeze in the middle of the night.
The fragrance of rice flowers talks about a good year, and the sound of frogs is heard.
Farewell to Lin Zifang out of Jingci Temple at dawn
Song Yang Wanli
After all, West Lake Six In the middle of the month,
the scenery is different from the four seasons.
The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green,
The lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.
"Summer in the Mountain Pavilion" by Gao Pian of the Tang Dynasty: "The green trees are dense and the summer is long, and the balcony is reflected in the pond. The water curtain moves and the breeze rises, and the roses fill the courtyard with fragrance."
Wang Anshi's "Early Summer Events" The stone beam thatched cottage has a curved roof, and running water splashes across the west slope. On a sunny day, the warm wind makes the wheat smell, and the green shade and quiet grass are better than the flowers.
Early Summer in Kezhong
Sima Guang of the Song Dynasty
April is clear and the rain is clearing,
Nanshan is clearly changing.
There are no catkins blown up by the wind,
Only sunflowers tilt towards the sun.
Summer Night Sigh
Du Fu of Tang Dynasty
The sun will never fade, the heat will poison my intestines. The wind from thousands of miles away blows my clothes.
The bright moon comes out of the sky, and the dense forest spreads the light. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, so open the xuan to enjoy the slight coolness.
When the sky is bright and clear, you can see the smallest details, and feathers and insects are also flying. Things are not big or small, they adapt to their own conditions and remain constant.
Thinking of Hogos, guarding the frontier in the poor years. How can we wash each other's hands and look at each other with heat?
There was a fight in the evening, and the noise reached thousands of directions. Although the body is blue and purple, it is better to return home early.
The Beicheng is sad and the storks are flying. The condition is irritated and tired, and it is good to have intense thoughts.
5. Junior high school level, poems describing summer
It is midsummer, the sun is blazing, and there is no wind.
The classroom is like a steamer, so stuffy that people can’t breathe. Ten minutes between classes cannot make students feel the slightest bit happy.
Only you are immersed in the wonderful world, admiring the lovely specimens. The curved willow leaves are like your delicate eyebrows; the green pine and cypress branches are like your strong character; the fiery rose petals are like your youthful enthusiasm.
"Teacher, I give you one as a bookmark." Accept this carefully. It is the most precious gift I have ever received in my life. I will always treasure it in my heart, a beautiful childlike innocence! Midsummer is no longer unbearable because there is love in my heart! All the seeds of the fruits of midsummer are full but not yet mature enough to be changed. Like a wedding invitation that has not yet been sent, happiness can still be brewed slowly and mistakes carefully corrected. Many leaves stand on tiptoe with all their strength, eager to see the destination of autumn, but I hide. Looking through the scenery under the green wings, the day of getting married will eventually come. Before tying up my long hair, I comb the sour youth. My skin color is darker than spring. My day is longer than night. I bake my faith with the heat given by God. My heavy thoughts have already bent the branches. The backbone silently writes the song to the cicada, letting the impatient people drift away. Which hands are waiting to pick off my golden life in autumn. Which lips kiss me like crazy and absorb all the joys and sorrows of my soul. I will eventually leave. To carry with me all the passionate love and all the desperate sweetness of this life.
6. Summer poems should be complete poems
"Summer in the Mountain Pavilion" Tang Dynasty The tall green trees are shaded and the summer is long, and the towers are reflected in the pond.
The water curtain moves and the breeze rises, filling the yard with the fragrance of roses. Notes: 1. The original title is "Xia", which was modified according to "Complete Poems of the Tang Dynasty".
2. Shuijing curtain: describes a curtain with fine texture and clear color. Li Bai's "Resentment on the Jade Steps": "But under the crystal curtain, I look at the autumn moon."
3. Rose: the name of the flower. It blooms in summer, with red, white, yellow and other colors, beautiful and fragrant.
"The Meaning of Summer" Song Shunqin's courtyard is deep in the summer, and the pomegranates are blooming all over the curtain. The shade of the trees is all over the ground, and at noon, I hear the sound of a wandering warbler in my dream.
"Living in Seclusion in Early Summer" Southern Song Dynasty Lu You placed Weng's family in a scenic spot in the lake and mountains, with a sloping path in the middle of the field under the shade of a locust tree. Sometimes I watch herons when the water is full, and there are frogs singing everywhere in the deep grass.
The dragon has overgrown its bamboo shoots, but the wooden pen is still in bloom. Sigh, the old ones come and go, who comes to sleep? Tea in the afternoon. "Chasing the Coolness on a Summer Night" by Yang Wanli, Song Dynasty. The night heat is still the same as the afternoon heat. The moon is bright when the door is opened.
Deep in the bamboos and densely populated with insects, there is sometimes a slight coolness that is not the wind. Early summer of the Southern Song Dynasty Zhu Shuzhen The swaying bamboo shadow covers the quiet window, and birds make noise in the sunset every two or three hours.
Xie Que’s begonias are flying away, and the weather is getting better day by day. In the early summer of the Song Dynasty in Kezhong, Sima Guang was sunny and rainy in April, and the weather in Nanshan became clear.
There are no catkins blowing due to the wind, only sunflowers are sunny. Summer miscellaneous poems are written in a clear and clear way. The water window is low and open next to the painted railing.
The sound of rain all night is so cool that I dream about it, and autumn is coming on thousands of lotus leaves. Staying idle in the early summer and taking a nap in the Southern Song Dynasty. Yang Wanli's plums leave sore teeth, and the bananas are divided into green and window screens.
After a long sleep, I wake up without thoughts and watch the children catching willow flowers. Notes: 1. The title of the original work is "Early Summer", and the author is missing. It was revised and supplemented according to "Selected Works of Yang Wanli".
2. The original work "Splash" is adapted from "Selected Works of Yang Wanli". Here is the penetration solution.
3. And: the meaning of giving. The original work "Part 1" was adapted from "The Selected Works of Yang Wanli".
4. Catching willow flowers: Playing with catkins flying in the air. Note: Volume 9 of "Records of Zhong Wenzhai": "Plums remain sour" and "bananas are divided into green" are already the scenery of early summer. Are there any willow flowers to catch? 'Song of the Four O'clock in the Midnight: Summer Song of the Tang Dynasty Li Bai's mirror lake is three hundred miles away, and lotus blossoms bloom.
In May, Xishi is picked, and people look at it like a narrow path. Return to the boat without waiting for the moon, return to Yue Wang's house.
Han (sound in Han) Li (sound in Dan): the lotus pass that has never bloomed: full meaning to return to the Yue King's house: Xishi was chosen by the Yue King and cannot see you again. In the summer of Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi's east window was not hot at night, It's cool and windy in Beitou. He sits and lies down all day long, never leaving the same room.
The center has nothing to do with it, it is the same as going out. In early summer, Xiaoxing presented a dream to Bai Juyi, who had bright curtains on his window and thin curtains letting in the morning light. He lay down with a hairpin on and got out of bed.
The wall lamp on the back is still burning, and the clothes are unpacked and bring incense from the next year. He is ruthless and lets spring go. If he doesn't get drunk and fight for sales, the days will be longer? A Qing Dynasty businessman and a pot of wine will warm the new hall with you tomorrow.
In early summer, water accumulates in Bai Juyi on the pond, and in the late spring, the trees grow thickly in the summer. The boats are like wild ferries, and the fences are like river villages.
The music on the bed and mat is played quietly, and the wine store door is opened with fragrance. When I have nothing to do, I play with my little grandson.
Nv Guanzi (Xia Jing) Song Dynasty Liu Yong's fire cloud first spread. The sun will always be scorching hot.
Dense shade and tall trees. At the bottom of the oriole leaves, the feathers are neatly trimmed, and the square tune is coquettish.
When the wind blows, the wind gradually moves, and in the pond of Junge, the lotus vomits. Painted beams of purple swallows hold mud in their mouths, flying back and forth.
Thinking about good times can easily lead to disappointment. ***Everyone, go to the painting building and pour incense.
Hate the flower has no owner. Lying on an elephant bed and a rhinoceros pillow, what kind of mood can you feel?
Sometimes my soul is broken and my dreams are broken, and the moon shines through half the window and through the curtains. Last year and tonight, when you fanned me, where was my lover?
(This poem may be a poem by Kang Yu, see Shen Jifei's "Bencaotang Shiyu", Volume 6).