Night is a beautiful serenade. The theme of the whole poem is the quietness and beauty of the night, which conveys the poet's love for nature and his comfortable and quiet mind. Although the whole poem is purely about scenery, the poet draws inspiration from nature and blends himself into nature, which always reveals the poet's telepathy to nature and permeates rich details of life.
2. Find a cool Qin Guan, a Tang poem, a Song poem, a Yuan song, a modern poem and a foreign poem describing summer.
Take the dog after the willow to enjoy the cool, and draw a bed on the south bank of the bridge.
In the moonlight, the ship's flutes are jagged and the wind gathers lotus fragrance.
Summer Drought and Bitter Heat by the Song Dynasty poet Wang Ling;
The breeze can't kill the heat, and the sunset flies up the mountain.
People are already afraid that the rivers and seas will dry up, and they will do whatever it takes.
Qingjiangyin
Author: Qian Lin Dynasty: Metagenre: Sanqu
Kindness fell on Wan Fan,
Save it for the sad season.
Indus leaves a leaf,
For thousands of months,
There is a lot of noise.
Yu Guangzhong
The light blue night overflows the window, and summer is too full.
The firefly's dream of a small palace lantern
Dream of Tang Palace and chasing little fans.
Dreaming of a star's funeral on another summer night
Dreaming of the extension and disappearance of a moment
And your sigh, my review and a moment of silence.
Foreign poetry
Fruit and cricket
Poetry of the earth/never/never dies: when/all the birds/faint in the hot sun,
Hidden in the shady forest, there is a sound.
On the newly mowed grass/on the surrounding hedge/floating
That's/fruit music! It competes first.
Indulge in the luxury of midsummer, it never feels/
Your own happiness fades away, and once you get tired of singing,
They perched comfortably in the middle of the pleasant grass.
The poetry of the earth never stops;
In/lonely winter/night, when/cold condenses/
It's quiet. It bounces off the fireplace.
Crickets' songs, in the/rising heating,
In sleepiness, people feel/that sound.
Like a grasshopper/singing on a grassy mountain.
The crystal curtains fluttered in the breeze, and the roses were fragrant. -Gao Pian's "Mountain Pavilion Summer"
The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head. -Yang Wanli's Little Pool
Liu is a quiet person who sleeps during the day, while those who sleep during the day are quiet and calm. -Su Shi's "Bodhisattva Man Palindrome Summer is always in my heart"
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. -Yang Wanli's "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang"
Daohuaxiang said a bumper harvest. Listen to the frogs. -Xin Qiji's "Walking on the Yellow Sand Road in Xijiang Moonlight Night"
The freedom of no one to watch the cool breeze and bright moon, and the moonlight melts into the wind blowing from the south, which makes people feel cool and comfortable. -Huang Tingjian's Book of Ezhou South Building
If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate. -Su Shi's "Drinking Two Rains on Lake Chuqing, Part Two"
An egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer. —— Wang Wei's "Long Rain/Autumn Return to Wangchuan Village and I Stay at Wangchuan"
One night, the rain became a dream, and Qiu Lai was given a lotus leaf. -Chen Wenshu's Summer Miscellaneous Poems
Paper screen stone pillow bamboo square bed, tired hands throwing books, long dreams in the afternoon. -Cai Que's "Deng Xia Ting"
The spring water is full of four rivers, and Xia Yun has many strange peaks. -Tao Yuanming's Four Seasons
Mei Huang Shi, every family was flooded by rain, and the pond was covered with green grass and frogs. -Zhao Shixiu's "about/about"
Green trees, deep shadows, long summer, the reflection of the tower in the pond. -Gao Pian's "Mountain Pavilion Summer"
Feng Pu is hunting in a small pond. After the rain, the lotus flowers are fragrant. -Li Zhongyuan's "Memories of the King"
Plums taste very sour, and after eating, the residual acid is still between the teeth; The banana is growing, and the green is against the screen. -Yang Wanli's "Taking a nap in early summer"
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. -Su Shunqin's "Summer Meaning"
The evening primrose is full, and I wake up drunk in the middle of the night. -Dou Shuzhi's "Summer Night Cousin Nostalgia"
In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow. -Bai Juyi's "Looking at Wheat Cutting"
There are no catkins in the wind, only sunflowers open to the sun. -Sima Guang's "Early Summer in the Guest"
When it rains in the lotus pond, it is autumn. -Xiang Hongzuo's "Qingping Music, Cool on the Pool"
Clouds are like practice, water is cool and wind is like autumn. -Ouyang Zhan's Huai Zhao Qiu Zhi Ren Yun Meng Xin Li.
Why don't you like wheatgrass? Xia Mu is cute. -Qin Guan's "My March Dark Problem"
The dense shade cut off the heat. It was at noon when I woke up and heard the intermittent chirping of orioles. -Su Shunqin's "Summer Meaning"
In the moonlight, the ship's flutes are jagged and the wind gathers lotus fragrance. -Qin Guan's "Cool"
4. Ancient poems about summer, 10 1, seclusion in early summer and early Song Dynasty: the place where the lake mountain wins the Weng, and the path of Huaiyin Nakano is oblique.
When the lake overflows, egrets fly in the air and frogs hum by the lake. The newly harvested bamboo shoots are ripe, and the magnolia has just begun to blossom.
Alas, let bygones be bygones, who * * * will sleep in afternoon European tea. Lakes and mountains are my home, and the path is faint under the shade of Sophora japonica.
When the lake overflows, egrets are dancing, grass is singing and frogs are everywhere. The bamboo shoots of the new crop have matured, but the brush flowers have just begun to bloom.
When we met, we never met. Who mentioned it before we dreamed of having tea at noon? 2. Not in the Middle Tang Dynasty: Li Bai borrowed the middle road and referred to the southeast countryside. The boat goes south from Yangzhou, and the long flowing water leads to Quidditch.
The water is clear. Under the shade of green bamboo, the water is as clear as a mirror, reflecting the reflection of lotus flowers and emitting bursts of fragrance. Farewell to the king, shaking like stone dust, I will lie in the frosty autumn.
I asked you the way to the village, and you raised your hand and pointed to the southeast. From Yangzhou to the south by boat, long flowing water leads to benefits.
The stream is clear, covered with bamboos, and the water is as clear as a mirror, reflecting the reflection of lotus flowers and emitting bursts of fragrance. Say goodbye to you and go to Tianmu, shake off the stone dust and I will lie high in the autumn frost.
3, Jiangxia Biesong: Li Bai Chu Shui Qing, blue sea connected. You and I will be thousands of miles apart, but there is this cup of wine in front of us.
The valley bird keeps crying when it is sunny, and the river ape is sad at night. I have never shed tears in my life, but now I do.
Chu's water is crystal clear, as if it were empty and directly connected with the distant sea. You and I will be far apart, but our interests are in the same glass of wine.
When the sun is shining, the birds in the valley are still singing, but at night, the apes on the river bank will cry. I have never cried in my life, but now I can't stop crying.
4. Jiangcun Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's "Qingjiang River" is a song that embraces the village, and everything in Changjiang Village is quiet. Swallows on the beam fly freely, and blind dates in the water are similar and accompanied.
The old lady is using a chessboard, and the younger son is making a hook with an injection. As long as some old friends give me some money, what do I ask? The clear river winds through the village, and everything in the village looks elegant in the long summer.
Swallows on the beam fly freely, and Bai Ou in the water approaches each other and accompanies each other. The old lady is drawing a chessboard with paper, and the younger son is tapping a needle to make a fish hook.
What can I expect as long as an old friend gives me some money and food? 5, chasing the cool song in the summer night: Yang Wanli is still hot in the afternoon, opening the door in the middle of the month. Bamboo trees are buzzing with insects, not the wind.
At noon in summer, the weather is hot, but I didn't expect it to be so hot at night. Open the door and stand in the moonlight for a while.
At this time, in the bamboo forest and Woods in the distance, there was a sound of insects singing, and a cool feeling floated head on. However, this is not the wind, maybe it is the tranquility and coolness of nature. 6. Watching Mai in the Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi's family was idle, and people were twice as busy in May.
In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow. Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, accompanied by pot pulp, went with the battlefield, and Ding Zhuang was in Nangang.
It is full of rustic heat, burning the back and burning the sun, not knowing the heat, cherishing the long summer. There was a poor woman with her son by her side, an ear in her right hand and a basket hanging from her left arm.
Listening to his words of concern is very sad. My family's taxes are gone, so I can take this to satisfy my hunger.
What are my advantages today? I have never been involved in farming and mulberry. There are 300 stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of 20. I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day.
Farmers seldom have free months. When May comes, people are busier. At night, the south wind blew, and the wheat covered on the ridge was ripe and yellow.
Women carry vegetables in bamboo baskets, children carry water in pots, and follow each other to deliver meals in the fields. The men who collect wheat are all in Nangang. Their feet were smoked by the heat of the ground and their backs were basking in the hot sun.
Tired as if I didn't know it was hot, I just cherished the long summer. I saw a poor woman standing next to the wheat harvester with her child in her arms, with ears of wheat in her right hand and a broken basket hanging from her left arm.
Listening to her look at others, everyone who hears her feels sorry for her. Because of paying rent and taxes, all the fields at home have been sold out, so we have to pick up some ears of wheat to satisfy our hunger.
What achievements have I made now, but I don't have to engage in farming and sericulture. Get a salary of 300 stone meters a year, and there will be surplus food at the end of the year.
I am ashamed to think of these things, and I will never forget them day and night. 7. Late Qing Dynasty and Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin lived in the city, and went to summer in spring.
The grass was drowned by the rain and finally got the love of God. The rain was sunny. Climbing on the high shelf, overlooking the distance, the sky is high and the afterglow of the sunset passes through the window lattice.
Birds' nests have been dried, and their bodies are light again. A person lives a quiet life in seclusion, overlooking the city. Spring goes and summer comes.
The grass was drowned by the rain and finally got the love of God. It cleared up after the rain. Climbing on the high shelf and looking at the railing, the sky is vast, and the afterglow of sunset Ran Ran penetrates the window lattice.
The nests of Vietnamese birds have dried up, and their posture has returned to lightness. 8. Shanting Xia Tang: The tall trees are dark green, the summer is long, and the balcony reflects into the pool.
The crystal curtains are blowing gently, and the roses are fragrant. The trees are lush and dark, the summer is long, and the reflection of the balcony is reflected in the pond.
The water curtain shakes and the breeze blows, and the roses are full of fragrance. 9. Four seasons in Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming's spring is full of four rivers, and Xia Yun has many strange peaks.
The autumn moon shines on the ground, and the winter ridge is cold and loose. In the middle of winter, a stream of spring water overflows the fields, and the clouds in summer are unpredictable. Most of them are like strange peaks that suddenly rise, and the autumn moon shines brightly in various ways.
In the bright moonlight, all the scenery is covered with a layer of blurred colors, and the chilly pine trees on the winter ridge show great vitality. 10, the song of picking lotus in Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling's lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and the hibiscus opens to both sides of the face.
Lotus is mixed in the lotus pond, and it is difficult to recognize the lotus pond. Only when you hear the song do you know that someone is picking lotus in the pond-picking lotus. The green silk skirt of the girl picking lotus flowers blends with the lotus leaves in the field, as if it were the same color. The girl's face is hidden in the blooming lotus flowers, which set each other off.
Mixed into the lotus pond and disappeared. I didn't realize that someone was coming until I heard singing everywhere.