Summer poetry

In study, work and even life, people often come into contact with poetry, which is generally full of imagination, association and fantasy. Then what kind of poem is a good poem? The following is my collection of summer poems. Welcome to read the collection.

Xia Shi 1 this summer

Companions are guarding Taobao.

The courier delivers shiny new shirts every day.

Girlfriend happily changed planes.

Apples, pears and watermelons all have flower-like lines.

Broad-leaved trees on the roadside hold their heads high.

Anxious to have a private chat with Liu Yun.

Only the rain has been raining.

Diffuse this summer

Adapt to the dry turtle land and stretch yourself.

Ruins instantly block your view.

Turbid tears drowned life.

The dozing cat hasn't had time to jump out.

The number becomes 10 1.

Multiple screens of different sizes are flashing at the same time.

I still don't know which line to connect.

We are all used to crossing space with all kinds of numbers.

Like a lush vine, it stretches many tentacles.

The big tree I want to wind is always invisible or diving.

Many shocks are accompanied by panic.

Countless eager complaints can't find an exit.

Feeding feathers began to shed.

The stopped branches are intertwined with life and death.

The abnormal rainstorm took away the temperature.

stretch out one's hand(s)

But I can't catch it.

A tail that flees quickly

Summer Poetry 2 Happy Summer

We stayed by the stream in Qinling for a long time.

Stick out your neck and watch the fish shuttle through the brown and green grass.

We also sneaked into Xinglin hand in hand.

Hold your head high and stare greedily at Qing Xing and swallow saliva.

No one around Jojo was busy grabbing two clods.

I threw a few small apricots with all my strength.

Her head was hurt by hard apricots.

Pick it up quickly and put it in your mouth with a sour smile.

Tired of playing with the sun, he ran into the Crystal Palace to sleep.

At dusk, we knelt by the pond and hugged each other tightly.

Dragonflies who see through beautiful blue skirts are homeless.

Flying around the green lotus leaf sadly alone.

A frog with a big belly swished onto the lotus leaf.

Sit quietly on it, comfortable and carefree.

It glared at us unscrupulously, staring at the bulging bell eyes.

We swore angrily that we would never be friends with it.

The long white gauze of Guanghan Palace hangs on the ground.

Narcissistic frogs show off their beautiful tambourines.

The reserved cricket serenaded gracefully on the strings.

Fireflies dancing with silver flakes on black silk robes.

Summer Poetry 3 Summer

Is that you are charming with gentle eyes.

According to the light, a blue flame.

Penetrate the soul and burn youth.

Whole body meridian

Looking back through you, charming.

I hold my breath and eat you.

The path you've taken. You know

We have remained silent since we first met.

Silently guarding ordinary life

Although I don't know, this road

How long is it? I love you

There is a smell that fascinates me.

Every time I meet you, it is a source of happiness.

And happy reverie.

In this way, silently follow you.

I want to fall behind you, I hope.

Look back, what did you bring?

A faint light, a gentle illumination.

A person's world

Night of Silence

Quiet night

It's moonlight shining through the window.

Descriptive silence

The wind of freedom is like no one is watching.

Attacked a person's mind.

It came running from the window.

Like a lonely tourist, unreal.

Be bored and share it with me.

Silver on the ground, I'm indoors.

Without saying a word.

When you concentrate.

A gust of wind pushed me, sleepwalking.

In my memory, I see you again and again.

Ups and downs of high heels, with me.

Dancing under the moon

Summer Poetry 4 The wind blows at night.

The wind blows at night.

Standing alone in the shadow of love

Hold your shoulders tight

It's July now

Time penetrates the body and lights up.

Starlight at night. I never gave up.

What I want to say is

Some are surging.

Is invisible.

let nature take its course

I want to forget myself.

Hang your thoughts in the distance.

Stars can talk.

Well, that's it.

Let the night wind love me like rain.

After having fun.

I walked safely.

This summer

Read the memory of

It didn't rain.

Tonight, there are no vines like grapes.

Entangled with your warmth.

Love is a liar.

You are real.

A rain has not come yet.

I should send my blessing to you.

How lonely the sea is.

I'd rather be swallowed up by you

Take it away quietly.

Youth is a reflection.

Just dusk or night

You hurt my loneliness.

Please allow me to refuse to speak in hot water.

How to enrich my life

In addition to memory

Let the night pass.

The premonition and loneliness that attacked me

Youth is a reflection.

Tears take away time.

Happiness is needed.

Help sb. achieve his goal

Summer Poetry 5 Summer

Last night, I heard the footsteps of spring coming in a hurry.

And the sound of flowers.

The spring rain has already rained.

It moistens everything silently and gently.

You must go where you belong.

What should come will definitely come.

Without death, there is no new life.

Break into mud, grind into soil

How many people in the world can't finish this last journey?

If it is a flower, you will bloom in spring.

At least you have no regrets when you are old.

It is not autumn after spring.

There will be flying fireflies in summer.

At that time, you will vaguely hear the blessing of Muyu.

The story in Xia Feng

I won't tell you if you don't.

Keep a fairy-tale secret

How high is the cloud?

How far is this mountain?

Purple air comes from the east, which is an auspicious omen.

Bamboo sea is full of mountains.

Summer Poetry 6 The summer of that year

I'm cleaning Tallinn

In the temple, red branches stand on pine trees.

There is an ant climbing up.

It happened to be covered with a drop of turpentine.

I saw its initial helpless struggle.

Then return to peace.

I'm already the one who put down the butcher knife

Can't kill or save weak creatures.

It is the symbol of Bodhi.

There is room for my past life and afterlife.

The dusty ants are just like me.

Waiting for 1000 years is just to be against me.

Turn yellow and transparent amber.

Summer wind

Gently brushed my wet cheek.

Settle down in the tears falling from the tree.

In a few years, it will be hung on Bodhi's necklace.

Close to her skin, nestled in her heart.

Every beat of her.

It's all infinite heart sutra for me.

Summer Poetry 7 Summer Past Events

The quiet wind has been blowing for a season.

Met a you.

When the fallen leaves come again

I'm your stranger again.

Meet and pass by

It doesn't look like a passing thing.

I dare not say such a fateful word as "destiny takes a hand"

However, after repeated aftertaste,

There will still be gaps.

And those words that can't continue

The breath of June is drifting away.

With the coolness of autumn

No death

There is no 3000 drunk game.

Everything is as light as water.

Fairy tale memories are shining in the water.

Beautiful and clean

you and I

I only remember the summer when I was twenty-four years old.

You sang seasky on stage.

I recorded it with my camera under the stage.

Then there is the swaying picture.

But I became the person you firmly settled in my heart.

The most direct confession

No more crazy summer in the rain

You hold up an umbrella for me.

although

Ding dong on the umbrella

It's just some light and clever rain

but

Clear sky, I have never felt before.

There are soft clouds in the sky.

There are satellite satellites.

How much I want to walk with you.

More seasons

More places.

Get to know you better.

Not too distant future.

Laugh at yourself at the ends of the earth

Like you very much.

Summer Poetry 8 Happy Summer

Happy summer is here.

Father Sun is like a big umbrella.

Red umbrella

Turn the earth into

A blazing stove

Put green watermelons

Baked.

Round mango

I failed the exam.

Wow! Delicious fruity taste

Cicada stands on the branch.

Know what you know.

This song is melodious and loud.

Waves are dancing in the waves.

descend

Frogs sing loudly.

Invite everyone to visit.

Xiaoheli

Fish and shrimp are chasing happily.

Dragonflies are flying.

I jumped into the water.

Knock on the door.

Spray on the face

Wow! So cool

So cool

Race against the river

The river is swift.

I can't even catch up.

I ended up like a rocket.

Insect insect

Finally won the river.

very happy

Fish and shrimp, give me an invitation.

I quickly changed my clothes.

check again

Watch the fish swim and swim

Jump with shrimp

Wow! Very busy

Lovely cicada

Sing beautiful music

Naughty brook

A smooth and cool song

Watermelon in summer

That's sweet

This is my favorite.

The most beautiful summer feast

Summer Poetry 9 Summer Rain

In your world.

I can't stay awake anymore.

Like the Sahara desert. Dry up.

Imprisoning the Fountain of Freedom

This fiery feast

Cold never comes.

You are burning young crowns and blades of grass.

Burning the crimson blood of young people.

Cicada is tearing her throat and singing in the treetops.

Butterflies stir up a torrent of enthusiasm.

The bird fell.

Maybe this is a sign of death.

In an instant, the sky was overcast.

The rain is dancing repeatedly.

People are quiet.

Is lightning a lie?

Sunflowers follow the sun's navigation signs.

Before the atrocities of autumn came.

Continue to write the dream of spring

Take love as the theme

You are writing a monotonous poem.

Youth stops here.

I'm chasing endless distances here.

Summer Poems 10 Most Summer

The clock on the roof stopped at the hour.

Looking up, the sunshine stung my eyes.

Summer, strange time.

There are only a few words left in my memory.

Become empty but not used to your smiling face.

The only photo saved in the mobile phone

I thought about it with a wry smile, but I didn't press the delete button.

The summer of this summer.

One person, one street, one plaid shirt.

Endless vows of love

Open the record to see the last message.

The time was fixed two years ago.

The last few words on the record are dazzling.

Because you said goodbye.

Is it time to let go? But memories keep popping up.

Like this most changeable summer.

Sometimes it is cloudless in Wan Li and sunny in Wan Li, and sometimes it is always rainy.

Love is summer.

It's strong but it disappears.

I hate summer the most.

Poems in Summer 1 1 About Summer

I won't say you don't know.

about summer

We have too many secrets.

For example, the opening of flowers, for example, umbrellas.

That night.

The delicate frogs in the pond and

Scared cicada

I don't have to tell you.

about summer

We have endless secrets.

Such as meeting and parting.

For example, I got lost in the wild.

also

Crazy running in the shower

No one will care about the memory of summer.

No one will forget the summer melody.

A song is sung from childhood to middle age.

A beautiful legend.

until the end of time

Poems in Summer 12 Once Summer

The past can't go with the wind.

Cherish your old smile.

Flowering season

All greens have a little red.

Ran Yan Qing Lian

Gently pull

A drunken dream on a midsummer night

Sixteen rainy seasons

with buds to bloom

Who is close?

whisper

Quietly ask

Can you become a dragonfly in the afterlife?

pair off wing to wing

How much love ripples in the water

A picture written on a lotus leaf.

Is it ... or not

Also after a curved moon shadow.

Year after year, I will stay away from you.

Still floating in memory

Don't want to dream

Still looking forward to a dream

A faint smile on your pillow

Your face is vaguely in a dream.

It rained that night.

And a few scattered frogs.

that summer

On the frame bookmark

There are two or three ink marks.

A faint residual red

Xia Shi 13 Summer in my hometown

Cluster of clusters

Burning azaleas

Just lit

hometown

late spring

gradually

Wild lily in full bloom

It turned red.

hometown

torrid summer

A group of children

Run to the hillside

Grab the fruit

Sweat, wet through

Little red face

A few old people

Enjoy the cool under the big tree

From time to time

rock

With a cattail leaf fan in his hand

Elm on the tree

They all fell down.

Apricot with branches

Still very sour, very sour.

all round

Floating catkins

Like one flower after another

White snowflake

cluster

Golden bitter flower

It's full

Clear river

Under the scorching sun

I and the people in the village

Little friends

Always, hide

Cuntoude

Take a bath in the river

no matter

What's mother's name?

we

Pretend not to hear.