About the poem written at noon 1. What poems are there about noon?
Tang Fang
I woke up late when I was drunk at noon, and no one dreamed of surprises. Drop the subject
Song Liu Xueji
In the afternoon, it's cloudy and breezy in Xu Lai. Write on the wall
Zhangzi
In the afternoon, the smoke is greener, and the fish and tigers come out of the deep bushes. Yin Gui's Forty-eight Poems and His Twenty-eight Shajiting
Su Shi
In the afternoon, the curtain is quiet and the wind is fragrant. One of the five songs of Huang Taifei Pavilion
Zhou Bida
At noon, Fu Yande, the real person feels red and pure. Stick the pavilion of the second emperor on the Dragon Boat Festival (five years of cherishing spring)
The origin of midday sacrifice is heavy, and today it is a symbol of fire and prosperity. One of the Dragon Boat Festival stickers is Tai Shang Huang Di Ge (six years of Xi Chun)
Ouyang Xiu
At noon, the stars are right and the world is the same. Dragon boat festival post word emperor combined six second.
Jiang Teli
In the afternoon, new poems are missed, and the tide of heart calls for flying. Chen Jia entered poetry at the age of one, and Xiao Zong made it fresh. The next day, he announced Zhai Zhi's request for another poem.
Hong zikui
Little stars are like late autumn, and there is no heat in the afternoon. Falongzhou
redstone
Chun Qing is a hundred feet ahead. He slept three times in the afternoon. Panzhou mixed rhyme phoenix willow
He Zhu
The wind is fragrant and the trees are green, and you miss the oriole in the afternoon. And the Wang Wenju Pavilion in early summer.
Jia xuanweng
Leave him in Sheon, Abel Tamata. He hasn't woken up at noon. Wind and rain Gui Zhoutu 2
Time shift
Rain in the afternoon window, sweet dreams. An Su siesta
Kou Zhun
The flowers in the afternoon are cloudy and butterflies are flying in the spring breeze. spring
Huang tingjian
The autumn clothes are made by Ge, and the lunch is disgusting. One of Ji Lao's ten short poems, the second rhyme
Cheng Jue
The sunset is still at noon, and the spring breeze has come to midnight. end of the year
Qi Xie
Find a fighter from you, and there will be a wave of gold at midnight. Dai Cambodia wine
Shi Wenjun
There is no cloud in the middle of the night, and the moon is full and lonely. Fishing boat (2)
Shi zanning
I didn't apply at noon, but I did. Including the tidal climate in Zhejiang.
Park shougeng
If you can't dream in the afternoon, you will know that you are in a cage. On the theme of smelling birds in spring
Cai Shen
Under the north window of the south wind, I dreamed of listening to the afternoon whistle. Quatrain
bright
Deng Xiaoyun
Autumn clothes can make flies, and drunkenness in the afternoon can also feed them badly. Twenty-four of Jiang Shangxing's thirty songs.
Wu yubi
In the afternoon, the fork in the road came and the green hills were surrounded on all sides. Finlup
Pangsong
At midnight, the rainbow leaks, and the rocks come out to watch the sea. Four cockscomb stones in Longchi Temple
Hu Yinglin
In the afternoon, it was sunny and Mr. Wang woke up. The theme of Ramadan.
The afternoon wind blows sandals, forgetting the sun and dusk alone. One of the five wonders of traveling alone in Lanyin Mountain in autumn is Lanyin Mountain.
Interpret this letter.
I rushed to read * * *, and the old monk slept all afternoon. Cambodia-Suzhou Building
Li minbiao
Leave a solitary pillow during lunch break, and the dust will fall here. Lu's "Xinwen Wenyuan" pavilion chants twelve eleven stone poems.
Li Suiqiu
Jiao Niang Gao Ji, Qing Sha takes a nap. Chen Hushun's Five Scenes of Gaodong, the fourth of which is Lv Yun Dui.
Late Ming and early Qing dynasty
Wang fuzhi
The afternoon is still sunny, and the purple light sets off the leaves. I have lived for 300 miles since I entered the mountain. There are small and medium-sized hills and valleys in the forest valley, and I feel happy. I have twenty-nine short poems (Geng Shou), one of which is Eleven Whistling Platforms.
Qing Dynasty-Huyuan
After the early dream in the afternoon, when the screen window sits alone. Wumeng
Late Republic of China and Early Contemporary China
Wu Weichun
In the afternoon, the dream is late at night, and the dream wakes up at sunset. Wumeng
2. Find a beautiful poem about noon.
Sentence:
It's sunny at noon, scorching sun at noon, scorching sun at noon, scorching sun at noon.
At noon, the sun is scorching, there is no wind, leaves are drooping, cicadas are screaming, the earth seems to be in a steamer, and there is no pedestrian on the road.
Smoke is curling in the distance, and every household is cooking lunch. Plumes of smoke rose straight into the sky without a trace of wind.
At noon, the sun shines brightly on the leaves of the grain, cicadas are on the trees, grasshoppers are on the crops, flapping their wings and calling for the .4zj parent-child resource network.
At noon, there is no wind under the scorching sun. The yellow dog sticks out its tongue, the chicken hangs its wings and the cicada keeps barking, which makes people feel more bored.
At noon, when the sun scatters its strongest light and spits out all the heat, the snow on the vilen sinks and shrinks gradually, which seems brighter and reflects dazzling white light, making people dizzy.
Paragraph:
In the afternoon, the sky was blue and gray, and the fierce sun scorched the ground. A south wind blew and rolled up a heat wave. Cicada calls in the tree, with a low and slow voice, as if telling an old story. The old people sat in the shade, patiently shaking their fans, cursing the heat and talking happily about how the weather is good for rice. It seems that I am dreaming of a "bumper harvest". In midsummer, the wind doesn't blow, the birds don't crow, the cows don't move, the valley is dead silent/the heat at noon, there is not a cloud in the sky, there is not a breeze in the space, the air seems to be stagnant/at noon, the hot sun is on the head, the weeds are sleeping in the heat, and no one dares to walk in the sun/at noon in this summer, the mirror-like water surface reflects strong sunlight.
Composition: "Winter jasmine"
At noon, the sun shines vertically. The Huanglei River is sparkling, and the clear water surface shines like carp. With the breeze, water vapor drifted to the villages along the river. The roof of the village is basked in the warm spring sun, and it smells dry and burnt. Cool steam regulates the taste of dry coke, which is comfortable and comfortable.
Rickshaw Boy
Evening: the summer evening is warm and beautiful, like an elegant young woman; Wear colorful skirts, close your temples and gently hold them up; Elegant and elegant.
The sky is light blue, and sometimes there are clouds, which are like white cotton wool. The breeze blows their soft bodies and sings softly all the way. You look down at the roadside, green grass and flowers are blooming, and then look up, and the cotton-like white clouds have become "ponytails" and scattered into the sky. ...
The setting sun is like blood and the sun shines all over the sky.
I like summer nights best, beautiful and intoxicating, gorgeous! That fiery red cloud hangs over the western sky like a colorful watercolor painting. At first, it was a goose yellow background, a faint orange red; Add a light blue ribbon on the orange-red basis; One end of the ribbon is completely unfolded, and a wide bloody silk scarf gradually floats to the horizon ... thus setting off the sunset more bright red and gorgeous.
In the twilight, the distant mountains are as gloomy and magnificent as Adai's. In the boundless space, I saw two poplars and pine trees standing on the top of the mountain. The breeze is swaying their branches and leaves, making them more vigorous and upright against the sunset glow. The swaying branches and leaves show the afterglow of the sunset. I saw the mottled sunset hanging on the treetops and falling bit by bit. I quickly picked up the digital camera and froze it. Bang! Beautiful silhouette-tree: like a man with indomitable spirit, he walked into my "shutter" ...
The mountains in the sunset are dignified and majestic, which fascinates me!
As the night deepened, the sunset finally failed to stand the time and fell into the valley. The top of the mountain devours the last afterglow. Looking at the sunset, I sighed "to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night". The beautiful sunset is so spectacular, but it is a flash in the pan. The day replaces the sun and the moon. What about life? Everyone is from childhood, youth, maturity to old age. Where is everyone's sunset? Will it be so brilliant? Time flies, flowers bloom and fall, and youth never comes again!
The night is getting dark. I don't know when the crescent moon has quietly hung in the sky. The lights are on and the neon lights are flashing. The corner with few pedestrians is crowded now. Usually I am most afraid of crowds, so I bent down and ran to the secluded path and went home.
At this point, the streets are gradually full of people and traffic. The metropolis was plunged into a prosperous night. Bypassing the bustling crowd, I set foot on the path. There are soft weeping willows here. There is a faint scent of grass here, a thick cordate telosma here, and a charming fragrance floating in the evening breeze. ...
3. Describe the sentence at noon
At noon, the cicada felt that the temperature was not very high and went to bed.
There is not a cloud in the sky, there is no sun overhead, there is no wind, and all the trees are standing there listlessly and lazily.
As soon as the sun came out, the ground seemed to be on fire.
It's so hot that it seems that a spark will cause an explosion.
The scorching sun is like fire, and the earth is like a steamer, which makes people breathless.
Walking on the road, the oncoming wind hit like a heat wave.
It's very hot in summer, and the birds don't know where to hide; Plants and trees hang their heads; The puppy was so hot that it stuck out its tongue and kept panting.
Cicada kept making annoying calls on the branches, as if cheering for the scorching sun.
In summer, the vegetation is particularly lush, the leaves of holly trees are shining, and the old elm trees are flourishing, giving people a thick shade.
In summer, the clear river has become a good place for children to escape the heat. You see, they are frolicking in the water, having a water fight for a while, fishing for a while, and having a good time.
The summer sun is like a big stove, scorching the earth. Even the air is hot, and people sweat when they move.
Buffalo has already hid in the pond, and its whole body is buried in the water, with only one head exposed to the water to breathe.
4. Poems about noon
The feeling of summer
Author Su Shunqin
Quiet and quiet small yard, I lay on a bamboo mat, cool all over; Pomegranate flowers in full bloom outside the window, through the hanging bamboo curtain, reflected Hong Ying.
The dense shade cut off the heat. It was at noon when I woke up and heard the intermittent chirping of orioles.
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Su Shunqin's poem "Summer Meaning" can express a quiet and secluded feeling in the heat of midsummer.
"Farewell hospital is deep in summer, Xia Ming": the word summer indicates the festival, and the words "Farewell hospital", "deep" and "bright" go deeper and deeper, forming a quiet atmosphere from the beginning. The other yard is the small yard next to the main yard. Deep, it is said that this small courtyard is deep in the house, deep in the courtyard, with a winding path leading to a secluded place. In this extremely quiet environment, some people have a bamboo mat. Han Yu's poem "The Gift of Zheng Qun" once described the bamboo mat as "eight feet of wind blowing" and "a clear blow when in doubt". "Summer mat is clear", which means that although it is midsummer, bamboo mats are cold in the depths of the yard. Deep is overlapping, deep and clear, with similar vowels and clear sound quality. This gives people a cool and profound feeling not only from the image of words, but also from the image of music.
"Pomegranate flowers are full of curtains": Inheriting the word "curtain", the porch spreads the Mingxia seats. The poet lay on it and looked out, only seeing the pomegranate in full bloom, showing its bright charm through the curtain. Han Yu once said, "Liu Hua will shine brilliantly in May" ("Liu Hua"), but the second sentence changed its meaning, but added a heavy curtain. Looking at pomegranate through the curtain, although the bonus is like fire, it is not harsh.
Tao Yuanming has a saying: "Love the forest in front of the hall, and store shade in midsummer" (The Book of the Republic of China). The third sentence of this poem is translated from Tao's poem, which says that although it is noon in midsummer, the yard is still clear, gloomy and cool. This sentence contrasts with the previous one. As you can imagine from the "shade everywhere", trees have become forests, not trees, but shade, which makes the yard cool and quiet.
What does the poet do in this quiet environment? It turned out that he had been comforted by the clear scenery in the yard. Although it was noon under the scorching sun, he was fast asleep. When he was "dreaming", he could only hear the crisp rhyme of one or two songbirds coming from the depths of the garden from time to time. It is the sound of warblers rather than orioles, which can not only see the shade of trees, but also reflect the deep tranquility of this small courtyard with the sound of whispering in silence. Tonggong Mountain is more secluded. According to Wang Ji's poem "If you enter Ye Xi" in the Southern Dynasties, Wang Wei's "Wu Xinyi" says: "The birds are surprised when the moon rises, and the spring water rings when the moon rises." The artistic conception of the last sentence is similar to that of two poems.
Step 5 describe the words at noon
1 word describing noon (two words)
Morning, noon, noon, noon, noon, afternoon, noon, noon, lunch break, hot and sunny.
Describe the words at noon (four words)
At noon, the sun is shining, the sun is burning, the heat wave is burning, the sun is burning, and the heat is unbearable.
Describe three sentences at noon.
(1) At noon, the sun rolled up all the leaves and cicadas kept ringing long bells, adding a layer of irritability to the sultry weather.
(2) One summer noon, the sky was clear, the sun was high, and there was not even a breath of wind. The earth is like a steamer, and it is too hot to breathe.
Under the scorching sun, the asphalt road is soft, like a layer of black oil.
(4) At noon in the scorching sun, the wind doesn't blow, the birds don't crow, the cattle and sheep don't move, and there is a dead silence in the ravine.
(5) At this time, it is noon, and the sun shines on the river like fire, even the flowing river is steamed by the sun.
(6) At noon, the sun shines brightly on the leaves of five grains, cicadas are on the trees, and Yin Yan is on the crops, flapping his wings and singing.
On a sultry afternoon, there is not a breath of wind. Although sitting in the shade of a tree, it is still hot: the face is hot, the chest is hot, and even the inhaled air is suffocating.
The fireball-like sun scorched the earth. The tree was baked deaf and pulled its head, the dog lay in the shade with its red tongue, the cicada cried desperately in the tree, and there was oppression and disgust everywhere.
At noon in this summer, the mirror-like water reflects silver light.
(10) At this time, it was almost noon. In Wan Li, the sun is blazing, and cicadas on nearby branches are standing noisily.
(1 1) In the hot noon, the sea is exceptionally calm. She opened her arms to me like a loving mother.
(12) At noon, the sun was scorching and there was no wind. The cicada in the tree kept calling, "It's so hot! How hot it is! ..... "People are even more excited.
(13) At noon, the spring sunshine shines directly on the ground warmly, making the mountains and rivers beautiful.
(14) The sun scorched the earth, and people fell asleep with the help of fans and electric fans. Some people sit under the tree to enjoy the cool, and shake their fans desperately to get sleepy. Only when they know it, they still proudly shout "Know it".
(15) The sun in the sky is like a burning flame, spraying excessive light and heat on the earth, so the earth seems to be burning.
(16) It was hot enough in mid-June. Three or four o'clock in the afternoon is the most difficult time of the day. The road was scorched hot, and a pile of white smoke was stepping down. The air is hot and stuffy, as if it could be lit by striking a match.
(17) At noon, Beidaihe seaside has a unique scenery: there are a few faint colorful clouds floating in the blue sky. The rippling sea seems to be covered with a layer of flashing fish scales in the bright sunshine, becoming more delicate and charming. In the distance, white sails are dotted; Not far away, people wearing swimsuits of all colors enjoy themselves in the warm embrace of the sea; There are countless "flower mushrooms" and sunbathers on the beach.
It was a windless noon and it was very hot. The dazzling sunshine is particularly majestic and shines on people like fire. When a match is lit, the rising heat on the ground seems to be lit.
(19) At noon, the sky is like a silvery hot iron pot, hanging upside down and covering the earth. The pot is steaming hot, and people are steamed just to vent their anger. Every breath is like swallowing a hot steamed bun.
It was very hot at noon, and there was not a cloud in the sky. The sun hung motionless overhead, scorching the grass. There is no wind, the air is stagnant, and there is no ripple on the water.
6. Describe the sentence at noon
At noon, the cicada felt that the temperature was not very high and went to bed. There is not a cloud in the air, there is no sun overhead, and there is no wind. All the trees stood there listlessly and lazily.
As soon as the sun came out, the ground seemed to be on fire. It's so hot that it seems that a spark will cause an explosion.
The scorching sun is like fire, and the earth is like a steamer, which makes people breathless. Walking on the road, the oncoming wind hit like a heat wave.
It's very hot in summer, and the birds don't know where to hide; Plants and trees hang their heads; The puppy was so hot that it stuck out its tongue and kept panting. Cicada kept making annoying calls on the branches, as if cheering for the scorching sun.
In summer, the vegetation is particularly lush, the leaves of holly trees are shining, and the old elm trees are flourishing, giving people a thick shade. In summer, the clear river has become a good place for children to escape the heat. You see, they are frolicking in the water, having a water fight for a while, fishing for a while, and having a good time.
The summer sun is like a big stove, scorching the earth. Even the air is hot, and people sweat when they move. Buffalo has already hid in the pond, and its whole body is buried in the water, with only one head exposed to the water to breathe.