Old poems with beautiful meanings in July:
1. "The Meaning of Summer"
Song Dynasty: Su Shunqin
The other courtyard is deep in Xia Xiqing , pomegranates are blooming all over the sky.
It is noon in the shade of trees all over the ground, and I hear the sound of a wandering warbler in my dream.
Translation
The small courtyard is deep and quiet, lying 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 could hear the intermittent singing of orioles.
2. "Bodhisattva Barbarian: Palindrome of Summer Boudoir's Resentment"
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
The wind in the willow garden is calm, and people sleep in the daytime, and people who sleep in the daytime are calm and the wind is in the willow garden.
Fragrant sweat and a thin shirt are cool, and a thin cool shirt and a thin sweat are fragrant.
The hands are red and the lotus root is in the bowl of ice. The lotus root is in the bowl of ice and the hands are red.
The man laughs at the long silk lotus root, and the long silk lotus root laughs at the man.
There is no wind in the courtyard, the willow silk hangs down, and the lady takes a nap during the day.
Translation
While the lady was taking a quiet nap, the wind picked up and the wicker branches in the courtyard swayed.
The breeze blows, the smell of sweat is fragrant, and the thin shirt feels cool. The cool shirt exudes a light scent of sweat.
The ruddy hand held up a small bowl filled with ice cubes mixed with shredded lotus root. The small bowl filled with ice cubes mixed with shredded lotus root froze her rosy hands.
The lotus root silk in Lang Xiao’s bowl is too long. While the lady was eating lotus root, she was laughing at her lover.
3. "Climbing the Yueyang Tower with Xia Twelve"
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
The tower overlooks the end of Yueyang, and the Sichuan River opens up to the Dongting. The geese lead away the sorrow, and the mountains carry the beautiful moon.
I stay in the clouds and receive my cup in the sky. After getting drunk, the cool breeze blows and people dance on their sleeves.
Climb up the Yueyang Tower and enjoy the surrounding scenery. The vast river leads to the open Dongting.
Translation
Seeing the wild geese flying south aroused my sorrow, and the mountains in the distance carried a beautiful moon.
Have a bed and set up a banquet upstairs high into the clouds, and have a cup of wine in the sky.
After being drunk, a cool breeze came up, making our sleeves dance with the wind and we followed him back.
4. "Early Summer on the Pond"
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
The water accumulates in the spring pond late, and the trees are thick in summer. The boats are like wild ferries, and the fences are like river villages.
Quiet music blows on the bed mat, and the fragrance opens the wine cellar door. When I have nothing to do, I play with my little grandson.
Translation
One night in late spring and early summer, it had just rained. The water in the pond was very deep. When I looked up, I looked up and saw that leaves were already growing on the branches above my head. In the distance, a few boats were lined up scatteredly like unorganized ferry boats, and the nearby villages were scattered with fences, as if they were just a small river village.
I was stroking the piano bed quietly with nothing to do, and suddenly I remembered to open the wine cellar and get a bottle of good wine to taste alone. I have nothing to do all day long, I can only tease my little grandson who is not yet sensible from time to time.
5. "Xia Hua Ming"
Tang Dynasty: Wei Yingwu
The summer strips are densely green, and the red calyx is brightly decorated. At noon on a scorching day, the fire is burning.
When the wind turns, it becomes chaotic; when the water shines, it becomes beautiful again. The words in the window are full of light.
Translation
In summer, the branches of trees are very thick and green, and the vermilion flowers dotted on them look bright and delicious. It was noon, the sun was scorching in the sky, and the flowers were burning like fire.
A gust of wind blows, and the flowers and leaves are rolled and messy, reflecting on the water, very bright. When I came back, I saw the words on the window, and my eyes flashed (because my eyes were dazzled by the bright light of the flowers).
6. "Occasional Works in the Summer Day"
Tang Dynasty: Liu Zongyuan
Nanzhou is as drunk as wine in the hot summer, and it is almost as if it is a deep sleep and the north is opened.
At noon, I slept alone without any sound, and the mountain boy knocked on the tea mortar across the bamboo.
Translation
The summer in Yongzhou is humid and hot, so sleepy that people take a nap like a drunkard. They open the north window and lean on their desks to sleep soundly to regain their spirits.
When I woke up at noon, I felt the dead silence of the earth. Through the bamboo forest, the only sound was the sound of the mountain boy banging the tea mortar while making new tea.