In daily study, work, and life, everyone is familiar with those catchy poems. Poetry is a literary genre that expresses emotions and aspirations. Are you still looking for excellent classic poetry? Below are poems about the Xiaoshu solar term that I have compiled for you. Welcome to read and collect them. Xiaoshu solar term poem 1
Memories of summer
Bamboo mats put together
Village hands fluttering like butterflies
Those who came from the soil What comes out of the wall
is as cool and comfortable as the dew in the middle of the night
Along with the moon covered with yellow halo
Forever sinking into the Western Mountains
< p> Occasionally there are one or two firefliesStill searching for those nights
Carefully
The air conditioners are set up outside the building
Sighing high and low
Feeling sorry for why I betrayed
Making a square in the building with my own hands
The coldness of not speaking to each other
Tears
p>Drops in the sultry night when no one cares about me
Xiaoshu
I think of the cattail leaf fan in my grandmother’s hand
Xiaoshu solar term Poetry 2
Summer scenery
My stomach is empty,
The echo of gurgling comes from time to time
This is what I see My first reaction after a plate of watery grapes.
The weather is getting hot.
The grapes are soaking themselves in water one by one. The sun is scorching the earth.
The fan in my cabin blows into the south window. The echo of gurgling came,
Sitting in front of the window with a plate of grapes on the table,
I heard eating one,
One was missing from the plate There were fewer and fewer grains,
Finally, there was only an empty plate left.
I heard the echo of gurgling coming from the plate again. Xiaoshu solar terms poem 3
Midsummer Light Years
The midday sun begins to heat up
The red-eyed fake bride washes her hair with soap locust
Ever since that night she dreamed of mice Getting married
Three meals a day is no longer cliché
From the beginning of spring to the midsummer heat, slowly let yourself become soft
Embroidery with bright colors on the red silk cloth
Unreasonable trivialities, unreasonable happiness
Waiting for the man covered in gray to come back
The afternoon door has not been opened for a long time
< p>The shadows of the trees slant deeply into the duskThe red sleeves add fragrance, holding the candle and reading at night, what I read is
If the love lasts for a long time, how can it be in the morning and evening
The purple jasmine in the back garden blooms every night
Being the bride of the moon quietly
And you are still stuck in the lights of Jiangnan
< p> It can be known that the wedding dress in the distance has been prepared. Xiaoshu solar term poem 4Summer is coming
The village will turn pink and willow green
into the fragrance of melons. Days
You gave birth from a drop of dew on a grass leaf
And then ran all the way
Chasing the footsteps of the rain
Following closely Cool breeze
And a colorful butterfly
Just after turning around the old jujube tree next to the arch bridge at the head of the village
It suddenly disappeared
If you have lost something
Passing by the pond at dusk of childhood
A group of toothless laughter
Nursery rhymes with Green Ping
Splashing naked waves
Unexpectedly——
A shy red cricket
Along the warm sloping stone road
p>
Passing through your lotus cheeks
Climbing into your silent ears
So
A rice plant begins to fill my chest
At this time——
Beyond the sky
Above the dream
An eagle is watching quietly
A ball of white flowers
The rustling moonlight Xiaoshu solar term poem 5
The summer of childhood
The feeling of emptiness in the stomach comes from time to time
Gulu’s Echo
This was my first reaction after seeing a plate of watery grapes.
The weather is getting hot, and the grapes are turning themselves into blisters one by one
The sun is burning the earth, my little house
The fan enters the south window
There was a grunting echo in the house
Facing a plate of grapes on the table
Sitting in front of the window, I heard
Eat one , there was only one missing from the plate
There were fewer and fewer, and finally
There was only an empty plate left
I heard something from the plate again Ringing
Gululu’s echo Xiaoshu solar term poem 6
The purity of summer
The heat of the climate
Can make people irritable< /p>
The heat wave hits your face
It makes people miserable
A refreshing break
Becomes everyone’s wish
A quiet life
Comes from a quiet space
Small summer is not too hot
Great summer is in the dog days
Your little bit of heat
But the lotus beside the pond is sweet
The frogs are singing on the lotus leaves
Intoxicated by the beauty
As if singing a love song
Speaking the language of love
Your passion
Brings you helplessness
Your crying
< p> Will shed the light of the showerOut of control
Fill the river to its fullness
Like your passion
Let the years flow forward with indomitable Xiaoshu solar term poem 7
The sun is alluring
The sun of Xiaoshu begins to bite people
Straw hats cover the heads of the villagers
The water I drank turned into sweat in a blink of an eye
The sweat left scratches with mud
The white streets dazzled my eyes
A busy scene in the fields
Skinny cowpeas and fat eggplants
There are as many sharp peppers as stars
Red tomatoes and green side dishes< /p>
The tender cucumbers are so tempting
The corn cobs become stronger and stronger as the sun shines
The clothes on the mountain become greener and greener as the sun shines
On the pear tree Full of sweet smiling faces
A wilted pumpkin vine lies on the slope
The cuckoo sings a song that has not changed for thousands of years
A few ears of rice quietly Come out of the ground to eavesdrop on Xiaoshu solar term poem 8
Prosperous rainy season
Once exposed, the next one is enough.
One light, one foot.
A sway for three hours.
The sun looks back and smiles, waiting for the rooster to crow.
There is no clear sky at night, and there is no chance of waiting for the rooster to crow.
The night is sunny and sunny, but it will still rain in the morning.
It will be misty at first but not heavy rain, and then it will be misty but not sunny.
The raindrops are falling, and heavy rain is coming.
The raindrops fell like a cone, from dawn to dusk.
The raindrops are like nails and will not stop tomorrow.
On June 6th, watch the Valley Show.
After three rains in Guxiu, rice was everywhere.
The grains are harvested and the water is flowing all over the waist.
Drag mud and show the valley.
Look at the beautiful valley by dragging your feet.
Grain is like ears growing out of mud, wheat is like gold growing out of fire.
The wheat flowers want sunshine, and the rice flowers want rain.
Wheat is like gold that grows out of fire, and rice is like seeds that grow out of mud.
The millet grows well and will not conceive without water.
There is no rain in the sky, and there is no rice in the store.
If you are stuck in drought, you will have to work less.
June rice, big blisters.
There is a lot of rain in Volley and a lot of rice. There is no rain in the valley, and there is no rice in the valley.
If there is no drought during the dog days, one acre will increase by one stone.
Sesame seeds in drought, pumpkins in rainy weather.
When the weather is dry, the melons are sweet and the dates are round.
Water-logged pears and dry jujubes.
No millet or beans are planted in the valley.
Xiaoshu solar term poem 9
Summer
The village translates the red peach and willow green
into the day when the melons are fragrant
You start from the grass leaves Giving birth in a drop of dew
Then running all the way
Chasing the footsteps of the rain
A gust of cool breeze following closely
With a colorful Butterfly
Just turned around the old jujube tree next to the arch bridge at the head of the village
Suddenly disappeared
If you have lost some ground
Passing by The pond at dusk in childhood
A group of toothless laughter
Nursery rhymes with Green Ping
Naked waves splashing
Unexpectedly ——
A shy red cricket
Along the warm sloping stone road
Passing by your lotus cheeks
Crawling into your silent ears
So
A rice plant began to fill my chest
And at this time——
< p> Outside the skyAbove the dream
An eagle is watching quietly
A ball of white flowers
Rustling The rustling moonlight, Xiaoshu solar term poem 10
Summer is coming
The sun at noon is getting hot
The fake bride with red eyes, shampooing her hair with soap locust < /p>
Ever since that night she dreamed of a mouse getting married
Eating three meals a day has fallen out of fashion
From the beginning of spring to the summer, slowly let yourself become softer
Bright embroidery on the bright red silk
Unreasonable details, unreasonable happiness
Waiting for the gray man to return from the horse fight
The door in the afternoon has not been opened for a long time
The shadows of the trees slant deeply into the dusk
The red sleeves add fragrance, reading at night with a candle, what I read is
If the two feelings are the same For a long time, how can it be in the morning and evening
The purple jasmine in the back garden blooms every night
Quietly becoming the bride of the moon
And you, Still trapped in the lights of Jiangnan
We know that the wedding dress in the distance has been prepared Xiaoshu Solar Terms Poems 11
Xiaoshu
The bamboo mats are put together
p>
The butterfly-like fluttering on the hands of the village
Those that emerge from the earthen walls
The cool comfort like dew in the middle of the night
Any time The moon with a yellow halo
Sinks forever in the western mountains
Occasionally there are one or two fireflies
Still keeping those nights
Careful Looking for
The air conditioners were put up outside the building
Sighing and sighing
I wonder why I betrayed
I personally made every aspect of the building
The coldness of not speaking to each other
Tears
Dropping in the dull night when no one cares
Xiaoshu
Reminds me of the cattail leaf fan in my grandmother's hand that she shook until dawn Xiaoshu Solar Terms Poetry 12
That summer
That summer
< p>I am cleaning the pagoda forestOn the tall pine trees in the temple
There is an ant climbing up
It happens to be covered by a drop of falling rosin dust
p>
I saw its helpless struggle at first
Then it returned to peace and tranquility
I have already put down the butcher knife
Cannot kill It cannot save a weak creature
It is the sign of Bodhi
It can accommodate my past and next lives
The ant in the dust is like me
A thousand years of waiting just to save me
Become a yellowed and transparent amber
The summer wind
Gently brush my moisture cheek
Trapped in the tears falling from a tree
After years it will hang from Bodhi's necklace
Snuggled close to her skin Her heart
Every beat of her heart
is given to me by the immeasurable Heart Sutra Xiaoshu solar term poem 13
This summer
Companions are constantly searching for treasures
Express delivery delivers bright new shirts every day
Girlfriends happily change their phones
Apples, ducks, pears and watermelons have flowery textures
The broad-leaf sycamore trees on the roadside raised their heads to the sky
Rushing to chat privately with Liuyun
Only the rain kept falling
Pervaded this summer
The earth, accustomed to dry turtles, stretched out
The ruins instantly blocked the eyes
The muddy tears drowned the living beings
The napping cat hasn’t had time to jump out yet
The number is turned to number 101
Multiple screens of different sizes flash at the same time
Still don’t know which line to use Connection
We are all used to using various numbers to travel through space
Like a lush vine stretching out multiple tentacles
The tall tree that wants to be entangled is always invisible Or dive
Many tremblings are accompanied by panic
Countless longings can’t find an outlet
The feathers that have been nurtured begin to fall off
The resting branches are mixed with the complexity of life and death
The abnormal torrential rain carries away the temperature
Reaching out your hand
But you can’t grasp it
Rapidly The tail of escape Xiaoshu solar terms poem 14
Xiaoshu
I am a premature baby in spring
I am destined to have a rough life
It is winter that gave birth to me
I am destined to be a ruthless person
Snow is made of rain’s tears
I am destined to be a peach blossom in this life
Disaster for those who are as tender as water
You were born in the vastness of Jianjia in early summer
You were born with the pride of a crane in the clear sky
Praised for five thousand years Among the Four Gentlemen
There is your heroic figure with fluttering clothes
Don’t try to quench your thirst by drinking doves
Don’t pick up the arrow clusters left on the battlefield in the past
You must stay far away from them
That’s it
Let us be separated by a river
On the other side of the years< /p>
You gently play the strings of the zither
I beat the fou and sing
Lift the wine bottle high above my head
Invite the bright moon to fill the sky The stars will be with us until we get drunk