How could you forget?
Summer night
Xia Mingyue
Alone in the railing
Red lotus
Dark green lotus cover
White clothes!
2. Modern Bing Xin's Spring Water and Summer Night, original text:
Summer night
The cool wind is coming!
Orchid breath on lapel
Go around to the depths of the dream soul
3, modern Lin "a summer night in the mountains", the original:
One summer night in the mountains, I won.
Like no bottom;
Shadows, dense pine forests;
There is no light around.
There is only one lamp flashing on the mountain-two lamps.
Like the eyes of the night, the eyes of the night are watching
The wind is spreading all over the mountain.
Like to walk;
Branches and leaves that have fled to the ground.
There are silent meadows everywhere.
It's just running water, which keeps flowing in the valley.
Stone's heart and mouth are singing.
Even a static electricity, under cover.
Like soft curtains.
The problem is gone. It's at the four corners.
Fuzzy, is this a dream snooping?
The night elephant is praying and silently expecting.
Deep and gloomy piety spreads in silence.
4. Xu Maodong Shima's Summer Scenes in the Fields, original:
Summer scenery in the fields
Wicker is green,
The south wind is smoky,
Fantasy into a wonderful peak,
A cloudy day in Huang Yun,
Among the wheat waves over there,
There are peasant women talking and laughing.
Talking and laughing-
Ask the peas in the backyard if they are fat.
Ask Yangmei if there are any birds to steal;
It hasn't rained for days,
Roses are not red yet;
Mrs May went to town today,
See if she's heard from you.
Talking and laughing-
"Our family is better now,
Go to work as usual,
No longer bored all day,
No more drinking,
Go home talking and laughing,
Love his children-love his wife;
Ah! What a coincidence! Look over there,
Hang your head, walk, smile,
Not him (haha! ), covered in mud! "
The south wind is smoky,
The vegetation is green,
The ground and the warm sunshine,
White clouds all over the sky, Huang Yun,
Among the wheat waves over there,
There are peasant women talking and laughing.
5, modern Yu Guangzhong "midsummer", the original:
In midsummer, the stars stay in Tianhe
You have no name. Tonight, I have no name.
Time flows in the distance.
You are in my palm, and you are in my pupil.
Let fireflies fly, frogs croak, and the night tilt to the west.
Sometimes light years are too short and not full, and myths bend over.
Reach out and pick out a legend.
Sometimes God is merciful, like tonight.
The star pulls a hairnet to cover your forehead.
Tianhe is like a road, and the road is like Tianhe
The upstream is boundless, the downstream is boundless, under the ferry and above the ferry.
Both are boundless. I have forgotten.
Where do we come from and where are we going?
Ask your beautiful eyes for directions, too
It is also boundless.