1. Ancient poems describing summer flowers
Summer Flowers Ming Wei Yingwu The summer stripes are densely green, and the red calyx is brightly decorated.
At noon on a scorching day, the fire is burning. When the wind blows, it becomes chaotic; when the water shines, it becomes beautiful again.
The words in the window are full of light. Summer Wei Yingwu It is said that the heart is hurt, how can it last forever?
No one sleeps during the day and sits alone in the mountains in silence. When you are enlightened, you will let go of your worries and learn about the realm of empty common people.
Accumulated customs are easy to invade, but worries are difficult to recover from. The mountain pavilion is high and parallel in summer. The green trees are dense and the summer is long. The reflection of the tower is into the pond.
The crystal curtain moves and the breeze rises, and the roses fill the courtyard with incense. Summer boarding pavilion by Cai Que, paper screen, stone road, bamboo square bed, tired hands throwing books and long afternoon dreams.
Wan Rancheng smiled alone when he woke up, and several fishing flutes were heard in the waves. Provincial examination summer is terrible. Qiu is a fan of Hehuwen, and it is hot in summer.
The power of fire rushes across the wild, and the fear of the distant scenery shines. The momentum is rising to Yang Han, and the merits are divided into the furnace of creation.
There are thousands of candles in the Forbidden City, and there is a single circle in the zodiac. The falling light is often in the empty bamboo mat, and the afterglow rolls into the evening sky.
How can a tired wanderer wander alone in the middle of the road? The wind and rain in midsummer are endless. Lu You is at home in the south of the country and in the east. Every year, things are kept new.
After the shad are out, the orioles are blooming, and when the plums are ripe, there are frequent storms. Guan Gai dares to practice evil spirits with the guests, and the mulberry trees and hemp are not reduced to avoid the people of Qin.
The sunset is even more desolate, reflecting the clear stream and the kerchief. Xijiang Moon Walking on the Yellow Sand Road at Night by Xin Qiji The bright moon scares the magpies on the branches, and the breeze sings the cicadas in the middle of the night.
The fragrance of rice flowers speaks of a good harvest, and the sound of frogs sounds. There are seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three points of rain in front of the mountain.
In the old days, by the forest of Maodian Society, I suddenly saw a bridge over a stream when the road turned. Staying in Zhi on a Summer Night by Bai Juyi There are few people in the courtyard and the sky is vast, the night is cool and the dew is clear.
The courtyard is filled with locust flowers and the sound of pine nuts falling on the steps. Sitting lonely with a lamp burning, meditating and walking on the moon.
Aging is boring because of aging, not because of being tired of Chengming. On June 30th, Shuiting sent Huayin Wang Shaofu back to the county. Cen Shen was about to say goodbye in the evening, but the cold wine in the pool was not yet full.
Close the door and dream about it at night, and the cactus will lead you back. The lotus leaf hides the fish boat, and the vine flowers hide the guest hairpin.
The remaining clouds bring away the summer heat, and the new rain brings the mist of autumn. It's uncomfortable to feel lost, and unbearable to miss.
In Laizi Tinghu, there is a small river and pond. Miscellaneous Summer Poems Narrative Wenshu The water window is low and open next to the painted railing, and the quilt on the pillow is small and sparse with jade leaking out.
The sound of rain all night is so cool that I dream about it, and autumn is coming on thousands of lotus leaves. Farewell to a confidant in Dongting at the end of summer Zhu Qingyu The autumn season is approaching, and the parting is lonely and sad.
Here the tall willows are folded, where can I listen to the cicadas at dusk? The sun outside the lake is swaying by the waves, and the southern sky is clear on the back of the mountain.
I feel that things are so far away, but I will return to glory in a few years. Wilderness at the end of summer Lu You I am tired of traveling far away for half a lifetime, but returning home does not reduce the traveler's sorrow.
Several corresponding doves call for rain, and a first flying leaf announces autumn. Shanwu Monastery Road is windy and smokey, and the Heliang restaurant is lit with lights.
I know that it is better to wear a coir raincoat hat on the snowy temples, and share it with the Diao Chan and the blackheads. Climbing upstairs to escape the midsummer, everything is dusty.
Opposite there is a thunder tree, taking advantage of the rain in the street. The eaves are sparse, the spider webs are heavy, and the ground is wet and the mud is new.
After chanting, the breeze rises, and the fragrance of lotus fills the neighborhood. ——Pei Du of the Tang Dynasty, "Summer to the Rain" Enjoy the evening coolness, open the pavilion and lie down in the 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 dreamed of dreaming in the middle of the night. ——Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty, "The Great Summer Pavilion in the South Pavilion" 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 the open air. 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 so nostalgic for my old friend, I am tired of my dreams at midnight.
——Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty, "The South Pavilion is Huai Xin Da in Summer" The clouds change in the first summer, and the vegetation grows after the rain. The lotus in the pond is just touching the water, and the flowers in the forest have already swept the garden.
The butterflies are still in chaos, and the birds in the pavilion are still noisy. Regarding this, the remaining fragrant moon is recalled in the Han Dynasty Mausoleum.
——Wei Yingwu of the Tang Dynasty, "Reminiscent of the Old Village in the South Garden of the Beginning of Summer" The summer mat in the other courtyard is deep and clear, and the pomegranate flowers are blooming through the curtains. The shade of the trees is all over the ground, and at noon, I hear the sound of a wandering warbler in my dream.
——Su Shunqin of the Song Dynasty, "The Meaning of Summer" April is clear and the rain is clearing, and the weather in Nanshan is clear. There are no catkins blowing up in the wind, only sunflowers leaning towards the sun.
——Sima Guang of the Song Dynasty, "A Guest in Early Summer" The forest is broken, the bamboo is hidden in the mountain, and the cicadas are scattered in the small pond. I can see birds from time to time when I turn over the blank page, and the red sprouts in the water are fragrant and fragrant.
Outside the village, next to the ancient city, the staff slowly turned to the setting sun. It rained at three o'clock last night, and it was cool all day long.
——Su Shi's "Partridge Sky" of the Song Dynasty The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the clear and soft water. The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it.
——"Small Pond" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty After all, in June, the scenery of West Lake 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.
——Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty, "Dawn comes out to send Jingci to Lin Zifang". Working in the fields during the day and raising hemp at night, the children of the village are responsible for their own affairs. The little boy is still busy farming and weaving, and he is learning to grow melons by the mulberry tree.
——Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty, "Summer Pastoral Miscellaneous" The Weng family is placed in the scenic spot of the lake and mountain, with the paths sloping in the middle of the field under the shade of locust trees and willows. 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, and the wooden pen has bloomed its first flower. Sighing, old friends come and go, who will drink tea in the afternoon when I am sleeping? ——Lu You, Song Dynasty, "Residence in Early Summer" The water in the duck pond is shallow and deep, and the weather is semi-clear and overcast for ripe plums.
The east garden is full of wine, the west garden is drunk, and all the loquats are picked. ——Dai Shiping's "Xia Yin" in the Song Dynasty. 2. Poems about summer flowers
1. Wait until the Double Ninth Festival, and there will be chrysanthemums. (Meng Haoran: "Visiting the Old Friend's Village")
2. A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date. (Li Bai: "Drinking Alone under the Moon")
3. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and you can tell how many flowers have fallen. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
4. The flowers splash with tears when I feel the time, and the birds are frightened when they hate each other. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope")
5. Look at the red and wet places at dawn, and the flowers are heavy on the official city. (Du Fu: "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night")
6. The bamboo path leads to a secluded place, and the Zen room is filled with flowers and trees. (Chang Jian: "Inscribed on the Buddhist Temple Behind the Poshan Temple")
7. Huang Si’s natal family is full of flowers, with thousands of flowers hanging low on the branches. (Du Fu: "Walking Alone by the River Looking for Flowers")
8. Helplessly, the flowers fell away, and the swallows returned, as if they had known each other before. (Yan Shu: "Huanxi Sand")
9. Egrets fly in front of Xisai Mountain, and peach blossoms and flowing water are filled with mandarin fish. (Zhang Zhihe: "The Fisherman's Song")
10. I asked where the restaurant was, and the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. (Du Mu: "Qingming")
11. Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed. (Cen Shen: (Bai Xuege sends Magistrate Wu back to the capital))
12. I wash inkstones on the trees at the head of the pool, and all the flowers bloom with faint ink marks. (Wang Mian's "Ink Plum")
< p> 13. The rivers and mountains are beautiful in Chiri, and the spring breeze is fragrant. (Du Fu)14. After collecting hundreds of flowers into honey, it will be sweet for whomever you work hard for (Luo Yin)
15 .The plums are golden, the apricots are fat, the wheat flowers are white and the cauliflowers are sparse. (Fan Chengda)
16. Three autumn leaves fall, and February flowers bloom. (Tang Dynasty) Li Qiao (qiáo)
< p> 17. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. (Bai Juyi: "Remembering the South of the Yangtze River")18. Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the flowers in February. (Du Mu)
19. It is not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers. There will be no more flowers after all the flowers have bloomed. (Yuan Zhen)
20. Children hurriedly chase yellow butterflies, flying into the cauliflower and nowhere to be found. (Yang Wanli)
21. When spring comes, flowers return Here, birds are not surprised when people come. (Gao Ding:)
22. There is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, but there is another village with dark willows and bright flowers. (Lu You: "Visiting Shanxi Village")
23. The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it. (Zhinan: "Queju")
24. The peach blossoms bloom in a cluster without an owner, they love the deep red and love the light red. (Du Fu: "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River")
25 .Spring city is full of flying flowers, and the cold east wind keeps the willows from slanting. (Han Hong>)
26. There are wild grasses and flowers beside the Zhuque Bridge, and the setting sun is setting at the entrance of Wuyi Lane. (Liu Yuxi's "Woyi Lane")
27. After going two or three miles, there are four or five houses in Yancun. There are six or seven pavilions with eighty or ninety flowers. (Anonymous)
28. The three thousand feet of Peach Blossom Pond water is not as good as Wang Lun’s gift to me. (Li Bai: "Gift to Wang Lun")
29. It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, because the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. (Li Shangyin: "Untitled")
30. The oak leaves have fallen on the mountain road, and the orange flowers are bright on the post wall. (Wen Tingyun)
31. The west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. (Li Qingzhao: "Drunk Flower Yin")
32. Wild grass and flowers bloom beside the Suzaku Bridge, and the setting sun sets at the entrance of Wuyi Lane. (Liu Yuxi's "Woyi Lane")
33. The fragrance of rice flowers speaks of a good year, and the sound of frogs sounds. (Xin Qiji's "Moon on the Xijiang River? Night Walk on the Yellow Sand Road")
The lotus leaves that touch the sky are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers that reflect the sun are uniquely red ----------Yang Wanli's "Walking to the Forest at Dawn from Jingci Temple" "Fang"
The fragrance of April in the world is gone, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple begin to bloom - Bai Juyi's "Peach Blossoms in Dalin Temple"
The fallen flower man is independent, and the tiny swift swallows fly together 3. Ancient poems about summer Encyclopedia
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Ancient poems about summer 1 , "Array" Yang Wanli, Song Dynasty 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. 2. "Midsummer" by Fan Xun of the Tang Dynasty. In the middle of summer in the south of the Yangtze River, it rains like a river. Lu oranges hang down with golden bullets, and sweet bananas sprout white lotuses. 3. "Meng Xia" by Jia Feng of the Tang Dynasty In Meng Xia in the south of the Yangtze River, bamboo shoots are like bamboo shoots.
The mirage becomes the pavilion, and the sound of frogs becomes the orchestra. 4. "Array" Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the clear and soft water. The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it. 5. "Summer Scene" by Zhu Zhanji of the Ming Dynasty. The Jingyu has just passed and the air is refreshing. The jade waves are rippling and the bridge is flat. The little swallows that wear the curtain are both good, and the gulls that are floating in the water are all light. 6. "The Meaning of Summer" by Su Shunqin of the Song Dynasty. The courtyard is deep and clear in summer, and 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. 7. "Smell the Cicada" Lei Hu, Tang Dynasty There is a new sound in the shadow of the green locust tree, and the mist is thin and the wind is not even. Mo Dao always feels melancholy when he hears it. Some people are worried about others, but others are not worried about others. 8. "Six Words of Summer" Song Dynasty·Array The creek is rising, the breeze is blowing, the moon is setting, and the sky is filled with stars. Several boats crossed Pukou, and a flute sounded in front of the mountain. 9. "Summer in the Mountain Pavilion" by Gao Pian of the Tang Dynasty. The summer is long under the dense shade of green trees, and the reflection of the tower is into the pond. The crystal curtain moves and the breeze rises, filling the courtyard with roses and incense. 10. "Summer Confrontation with Rain" by Pei Du of the Tang Dynasty. Climbing up the stairs to escape the midsummer, everything is dusty. Opposite there is a thunder tree, taking advantage of the rain in the street. The eaves are sparse, the spider webs are heavy, and the ground is wet and the mud is new. After chanting, the breeze rises, and the fragrance of lotus fills the surrounding area. 11. "Array" Yuan Mei, Qing Dynasty A shepherd boy rides an ox, and his singing shakes the forest. He wanted to catch the chirping cicada, but suddenly he stood up with his mouth closed. 12. "Array" Song Dynasty Fan Chengda The plums are golden, the apricots are fat, the wheat flowers are white, the white cauliflowers are sparse. The sun is long and no one passes the fence, but 4. An ancient poem describing the blooming of summer flowers
In the middle of the three-way road (Zeng Ji)
When the plums are yellow, the sun is clear, and the creek is overflowing. Mountain hike. The green shade does not slow down the journey, and the four or five oriole calls are added.
Seeing off Lin Zifang (Yang Wanli) at dawn from Jingci Temple
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.
Pastoral Miscellany in Four Seasons (Fan Chengda)
Plums are golden and apricots are fat, wheat flowers, snow and white cauliflower are sparse. No one passes through the fence during the long day, only dragonflies and butterflies fly.
Summer in the Mountain Pavilion (Gao Pian)
Summer is long in the shade of green trees, and the reflection of the tower is into the pond. The water curtain moves and the breeze rises, filling the courtyard with the fragrance of roses.
Summer, drought and bitter heat (Wang Ling)
The breeze is unable to kill the heat, and the setting sun flies up the mountain. When people are trapped, they are afraid that the rivers and seas will dry up, but God will not hesitate to dry them up.
Enjoying the Cool Coolness (Qin Guan)
Bringing my husband to pursue the coolness outside the willows, I lean on the Hu bed on the south side of the painted bridge. The moon is bright, the boat flutes are rising, the wind is still in the pond, and the lotus flowers are fragrant.
Chasing the coolness on a summer night (Yang Wanli)
The heat at night is still the same as the heat at noon, and the moon is bright when I open the door. Where the bamboos are deep and the trees are humming with insects, there is sometimes a slight coolness but it is just the wind. 5. Ancient poems describing summer, wild flowers and green trees
The meaning of summer - [Song Dynasty] Su Shunqin
Bieyuan The deep summer mat is clear,
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.
Meng Xia——[Song Dynasty] Jia Yan
Meng Xia in the south of the Yangtze River,
Bamboo shoots are like weaving;
The mirage is like a pavilion,
The sound of frogs is orchestrated.
Composed in early summer in Juluo - [Song Dynasty] Sima Guang
April is clear and the rain is clearing,
Nanshan is clearly changing;
< p> There are no catkins blowing in the wind,Only sunflowers tilt towards the sun.
Summer Miscellany——[Song Dynasty] Lu You
In the early afternoon dream, I return to the old piano,
The heavy bamboo stove sinks to the south of the sea;
< p> The thatch eaves have been rustling and raining for three days,And the banana trees are spread out for several feet.
Bai Juyi - "Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake"
North of Gushan Temple and west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low.
In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud.
The wild flowers are becoming more and more charming, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves.
My favorite part of the lake is the east side of the lake, where there is a white sand embankment in the shade of green poplar trees.
He Zhizhang's "Ode to the Willow"
Jasper makes up a tree as high as a tree
Thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down
I don't know who cut out the thin leaves
The spring breeze in February is like scissors 6. Ancient poems about summer
1. "Summer in the Mountains"
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
Lazily swinging the white feather fan, naked in the green forest.
Take off your towel and hang it on the stone wall, exposing the top to let in the pine breeze.
Translation:
Too lazy to shake the white feather fan to dispel the heat, I stayed naked in the green woods. He took off his turban and hung it on the stone wall, letting the cool breeze among the pine trees blow over his head.
2. "Summer in the Pavilion"
Tang Dynasty: Gao Pian
The summer is long in the shade of green trees, and the reflection of the tower is into the pond.
The crystal curtain moves and the breeze rises, and the roses fill the courtyard with incense.
Translation:
The green trees are lush and the summer is long, and the reflection of the balcony is reflected in the pond. The water curtains were shaking in the breeze, and the roses on the shelves filled the courtyard with fragrance.
3. "Early Summer in Guesthouse"
Song Dynasty: Sima Guang
April is clear and rainy, and the weather in Nanshan is clear.
There are no catkins blowing up in the wind, only sunflowers leaning toward the sun.
Translation:
In early summer and April, the weather was clear and warm. It had just cleared up after a rainy day. After the rain, the mountains became more green and pleasant, and the Nanshan Mountain opposite became even more beautiful. Clear. There are no catkins blowing in the wind, only sunflowers blooming towards the sun.
4. "The Meaning of Summer"
Song Dynasty: Su Shunqin
In the other courtyard, the summer table is clear, and the pomegranates are blooming all over the curtain.
It is noon in the shade of trees, and I hear the sound of a wandering warbler in my dream.
Translation:
The small courtyard is deep and quiet. I lie on the bamboo mat, feeling cool all over; the pomegranate flowers outside the window are in full bloom, and through the hanging bamboo curtains, the empty hall is reflected in red.
The dense shade of trees cut off the heat. It was exactly noon. When I woke up, I heard the intermittent singing of oriole in my ears.
5. "Enjoying the Coolness"
Song Dynasty: Qin Guan
Bringing his husband to pursue the coolness outside the willow, he drew the bridge and leaned on the Hu bed on the south bank.
The moon is bright, the boat flutes are rising, and the wind is still in the pond and the lotus flowers are fragrant.
Translation:
I went out with my stick to find a holy place to enjoy the cool air. On the south bank of the Painted Bridge, there were green trees, and it was very comfortable to sit on the beech bed. On a quiet moonlit night, the flute sound lingers in my ears unconsciously. The evening breeze has begun to calm down, and the lotus flowers in the pond are in full bloom, and the fragrance overflows, filling the heart and spleen. 7. 20 ancient poems about summer
1. "Walking off to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple at dawn"
Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty
After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of West Lake is so beautiful Not at the same time as the four seasons.
The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.
2. "Midsummer"
Fan Xun of the Tang Dynasty
In the middle of summer in the south of the Yangtze River, it rains like a river.
Golden bullets hang down from oranges, and white lotuses sprout from sweet bananas.
3. "Meng Xia"
Jia Feng of the Tang Dynasty
In Meng Xia in the south of the Yangtze River, bamboo shoots are like weaving.
The mirage is the pavilion, and the sound of frogs is the orchestra.
4. "Little Pond"
Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty
The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the clear and soft water.
The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it.
5. "Summer Scene"
Zhu Zhanji of the Ming Dynasty
The air is refreshing and clear after the rain in the Ming Dynasty, and the jade waves are rippling and the bridge is flat.
The little swallows wearing the curtain are both good, and the gulls are all light in the water.
6. "The Meaning of Summer"
Su Shunqin of the Song Dynasty
The summer mat in the other courtyard is deep and clear, and the pomegranates are blooming all over the curtain.
It is noon in the shade of trees, and I hear the sound of a wandering warbler in my dream.
7. "Smell the Cicada"
Leihu, Tang Dynasty
There is a new sound in the shadow of the green locust tree, and the mist is thin and the wind is not even.
Mo Dao always feels melancholy when he hears it. Some people are worried about others, but others are not worried about others.
8. "Six Words of Summer"
Lu You of the Song Dynasty
The creek is rising, the breeze is blowing, the moon is setting, and the sky is full of stars.
Several boats crossed Pukou, and a flute sounded in front of the mountain.
9. "Summer in the Pavilion"
Gao Pian of the Tang Dynasty
The summer is long in the shade of green trees, and the reflection of the tower is into the pond.
The crystal curtain moves and the breeze rises, and the roses fill the courtyard with incense.
10. "Summer Confrontation with Rain"
Pei Du of the Tang Dynasty
Climbing up the stairs to escape the midsummer, everything is dusty.
Opposite there is a thunder tree, taking advantage of the rain in the street.
The eaves are sparse and the spider webs are heavy, and the ground is wet and the mud is new.
After chanting, the breeze rises, and the fragrance of lotus fills the neighborhood.
11. "What I See"
Yuan Mei, Qing Dynasty
A shepherd boy rides an ox, and his singing shakes the forest.
I wanted to catch the chirping cicada, but suddenly I stood silent.
12. "Pastoral Miscellany in Four Seasons"
Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty
The plums are golden and the apricots are fat, the wheat flowers are sparse and the white cauliflower flowers are sparse.
No one passes the fence during the long day, only dragonflies and butterflies fly.
13. "Passing Through an Old Friend's Village"
Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty
An old friend brought chicken and millet and invited me to Tian's house.
Green trees border the village, and Qingshanguo slopes outside.
Open a dining room and chat over wine.
On the Double Ninth Festival, I will still come to see chrysanthemums.
14. "Inscription on the Green Holland After the Summer Rain"
Shi Jianwu of the Tang Dynasty
The monk's house is cool and the bamboo trees are new, and the first rain has washed everything. dust.
A sudden breeze blows the lotus leaves, and mercury pours out of the sapphire plate.
15. "The Event in Early Summer"
Wang Anshi of the Tang Dynasty
The thatched cottage with stone beams has a curved grate, and running water splashes across the two slopes.
On a sunny day, the warm wind makes the wheat smell hot, and the green shade and quiet grass are better than the flowers.
16. "Miscellaneous Poems of Summer"
Chen Wenshu of the Qing Dynasty
The water window is low and open next to the painted railing, and the pillow is covered with sparse jade.
The sound of rain all night is so cool that I dream about it, and autumn is coming on thousands of lotus leaves.
17. "Summer Climbing the Pavilion"
Cai Que of the Song Dynasty
A paper screen with a stone pillow and a bamboo square bed, tired hands throwing books and long afternoon dreams.
Wan Rancheng smiled alone when he woke up, and several fishing flutes were heard in the waves.
18. "One of two poems about taking a nap in early summer"
Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty
The plums are left with 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.
19. "West Stream in Chuzhou"
Wei Yingwu of the Tang Dynasty
There is only pity on the grass growing beside the stream, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees.
The spring tide brings rain that comes late, and there is no boat crossing the wild river.
20. "Spring Tour on the Lake"
Xu Fu, Song Dynasty
When will the swallows return? Peach blossoms bloom when dipped in water.
The spring rain breaks the bridge and no one can cross it, and the small boat pulls out of the willow shade.