Write poems about the heat of summer

Poems for relieving summer heat

Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

Why do you sit in a courtyard to relieve the heat?

There is nothing growing in front of me, but there is a breeze under the window.

Heat is dissipated by calming the mind, and coolness makes the room empty.

It is difficult to protect yourself at this time and be like others.

Facing the high temperature, Bai Juyi "cannot protect himself". His choice was to find an open yard to maintain ventilation, balance his mentality, and reduce exercise. Through his poems, we seem to see an image of an old man sitting calmly in the courtyard, enjoying the cool breeze in the gentle breeze.

Bitter and hot

Tang Wangwei

The red sun fills the sky and the earth, and the fire clouds form mountains.

The grass and trees are all burnt and curled up, and the rivers and lakes are all dry.

The light clothes feel heavy, the dense trees are bitter and the shade is thin.

Don't get close to the quilt, and wash it again and again.

Thinking outside the universe, it is vast and vast.

The wind blows thousands of miles away, and the rivers and seas become turbid.

But when he was worried about his body, he realized that his heart was not aware of it.

Suddenly entering the nectar gate, it feels like a refreshing and refreshing experience.

The red sun is scorching, the sky and the earth are filled with flames, the red clouds are piled up, looking like a roiling volcano; the leaves of all the vegetation are curled up and their branches are scorched, and the rivers and lakes are dry and dry. The poet uses the expressions of colors and objects to give people a sense of anxiety and thirst, and depicts the scorching heat of the weather very realistically.

Summer in the mountains

Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

Lazy swinging his white feather fan, naked in the green forest.

Take off your towel and hang it on the stone wall, exposing the top to let in the pine breeze.

The summer breeze blows and the pine leaves in the mountains rustle. The poet takes off his turban and hangs it on the stone wall in the mountains. It is so cool and pleasant. Open-minded and free-spirited, not bound by etiquette and law, this is the true appearance of layman Qinglian.

Climbing the West Tower on a bitterly hot summer night

Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty

Getting up at night in the bitter heat, he climbed the tower without clothes.

The mountains and rivers are filled with summer air, and the stars are shining brightly.

The fire crystals are dry and moist, and the wild winds are still and powerful.

Exploring the soup and draining the well, the stove opens its doors.

I have been wandering for a long time and cannot stop sweating.

Mo Bianting complained about Xuan and Ji's poisonous intentions.

Forgive me for not Gu Shezi, Jing Sheng An Nengxi.

The summer night was so hot that the poet could not fall asleep in the middle of the night, so he quietly got up and climbed to the west building to enjoy the cool air. The mountains and rivers were still like steamers, condensing the heat of summer; the sky was cloudless for a long time, and the Milky Way was also shining with dazzling colors. Brilliance. The heat was unstoppable, and the poet tried every means to relieve the heat: taking a shower with water from the well, opening the door to enjoy the coolness, and leaning on the railing to enjoy the coolness. However, the well water turned into scalding boiling water. When the door was opened, flames hit the face. He could only let hot sweat flow all over his body.

Miscellaneous Songs and Lyrics·Bitter Heat

Tang Wangwang

Zhu Rong came from the south to whip the fire dragon, and the fire flag burned the sky red.

The sun's disk will not move away at noon, and all nations will be like being in a torrential furnace.

The clouds on the green stems of the Five Mountains are extinguished, and the sorrowful waves on the seabed of Yanghou are exhausted.

How could the golden wind blow overnight and sweep away the heat in the world for me?

Vulcan Zhurong spurred the fire dragon from the south, and the Vulcan flag was surrounded by fire. The sun at noon stayed for a long time, unwilling to leave, and all the countries in the world were tormented as if in a furnace.

Five Hot Songs (Part 1)

Retro Song and Dai Dynasties

Heaven and Earth are a big kiln, and Yang charcoal cooks in June.

Why do people complain about the heat when everything is made of pottery?

Looking at the autumn of Baigu, you have also grown up from the summer heat.

The water in the field is boiling like soup, and the sweat on the back is as wet as splashing.

Farmer Fang Xiayun, how dare I eat while sitting still?

The heaven and earth in June seem to have turned into a huge furnace, roasting everything with charcoal fire.

Jushu

Fan Chengda of Song Dynasty

The illustrious Yanguan opened his umbrella and tweeted that the Red Emperor was riding a dragon.

Ander's thunder will hit the nine places, causing rain to rise from thousands of peaks.

The sun was blazing in the sky in summer and the heat was unbearable. The priest in charge of fire opened a fire umbrella to cover the earth, and the Red Emperor roared past on a flaming dragon. How I wish there would be a roar of thunder and rain falling from the tops of thousands of mountains, infiltrating the scorched earth and relieving the boundless heat.