Poetry about Xia Yu

1[Song Dynasty] "Summer Rain at Kaiyuan Temple in Liuzhou" by Lu Benzhong

The wind and rain are like late autumn, and the crows return to the door to hide behind the monks.

Thousands of rocks are invisible when the clouds are deep, but thousands of valleys are first heard when the water rises.

The bell calls the dream back to the sky and gazes in despair, and the letter is passed down from person to person until it rises and falls.

My face is like Tian, ??and my name is not my prime minister. I don’t want to envy Banchao for being a lord.

2[Song Dynasty] Chen Yuyi's "Xia Yu"

After a few days in the dog days, sitting too many times makes people feel groggy.

A cloud suddenly moves to the west, and the trees in the courtyard are full of scenery.

In a blink of an eye, there are thousands of silver bamboos, which are spectacular and strange.

God is always at his wits end, and his smile lasts forever.

Don’t worry, Mr. Long, for everything will happen.

Xiu Zhutian changed, but still half-shadowed by the window.

3[Tang Dynasty] "Xia Yu" by Xue Neng

Wherever the world ends, wind and thunder are credited together. The sound of going away was urgent, and the remaining body was leaning against the building.

The red leaves are hanging from the trees, and the flowers are falling from the dust. Xiaoxiang has endless thoughts, and I can take a look at Jianjia.

4[Tang Dynasty] "Xia Yu" by Qi Ji

The rain covers the sky, and it is dark from one side. At that time, it was disinfected and there was coolness everywhere.

Although the sound of putting things in place is violent, it nourishes and nourishes the crops and grows long. The sudden red flash of lightning flashes, and the slightly white dew of the setting sun.

It is extremely rare to answer prayers, even if it lasts for ten days, it is not a big deal. Listen to the noisy bamboo trees, and immediately see the swollen pond.

All kinds of sounds stop coming out, and all the colors of the peaks are hidden. Decayed Tuo came to the cave, and sweat poured into Xiaoxiang.

The lower leaves are full of light, and the higher leaves are flooded with light. The secluded studio is floating in the mat, and the extreme water is flowing back to the Qiang.

The moss on the steps will get wet, and the flowers in the garden will be damaged. Idle thoughts make me strong, and singing makes me sad.

"Happy Summer Rain"

The clouds in the surrounding suburbs merge together, and the sound of rain comes from thousands of miles away. Wash away all the redness and return the pure energy.

There is a gurgling sound in the floating Chudian, and a scattered dew on the Jingtai. If you want to be gifted, you can follow the car.

5[Tang Dynasty] Wang Jia's "Xia Yu"

It not only relieves drought and heat, but also likes to save people. The sky and the earth are like steaming and wet, and the garden is like spring.

The wind washes away the pillow mat, and the dust is lost in the night. In the hope of a good harvest, Mr. Tian smiles at people.