Poems about describing summer scenery

"Little Pond"

The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water, loving its clearness and softness. The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it.

"Viewing the Cutting of Wheat" Author: Bai Juyi Appreciation of the Tang Dynasty The Tian family has few leisure months, but in May people are twice as busy.

The south wind blows at night, and the wheat is covered with yellow.

The women and aunts carry baskets of food, and the children carry pots of pulp.

They go to the salary fields with them, and the young men and women are in Nangang.

The weather is full of heat and rustic weather, and the sky is scorching on my back.

I am exhausted and don’t know how hot it is, but I regret that the summer is long.

There is a poor woman with a baby next to her.

She is holding an earring in her right hand and a basket hanging on her left arm.

"Summer in the Mountain Pavilion"

Author: Gao Pian Appreciation of the Tang Dynasty

The summer is long in the shade of green trees, and the reflection of the tower is into the pond.

The crystal curtain moves and the breeze rises, and the roses fill the courtyard with incense.

"A Visitor"

Author: Zhao Shixiu Appreciation of the Song Dynasty It rains every house during the yellow plum season, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds.

I didn’t come over at midnight because I had an appointment, so I knocked on the chess pieces and let the lanterns fall.

"Deshengle·Xia" Author: Bai Pu Yuan Dynasty In the hot summer days, sunflowers bloom, and fragrant lotus flowers spread ten miles away. The orchid boat's diagonal cable is hanging down, and it is only suitable to spread the pillows and quilts towards the pavilion.

"Xiqing"

Author: Fan Chengda Song Dynasty Appreciation

The plum blossoms are ripe and fallen between the windows, and the bamboo shoots are growing under the wall.

It rains continuously and I don’t know the end of spring, but when it clears up, I feel the depth of summer.

"Summer Pastoral Miscellany" Author: Fan Cheng of the Song Dynasty The plums are golden and the apricots are fat, the wheat flowers are white and the cauliflowers are sparse. No one passes through the fence during the long day, only dragonflies and butterflies fly.

In May, the wheat in Jiangwu is cold, so I move the rice seedlings and put on my clothes. The rice roots are like blocks, and the water in the field is one foot wide this year.

When the two wheat crops fall, they fight for a hundred coins, and the Tian family calls it Xiaofeng Nian. The cake oven and rice cooker are not hungry, and the westerly wind catches the ripe rice.

Sanggu holds hands in hand to congratulate each other. There are not many silk cocoons but many silk cocoons.

The young woman spent the whole night on the silk screen, while the old man urged the tax collectors and was eager to fly. Fortunately, the silkworms are ripe this year, so I have enough yellow silk to weave summer clothes.

During the day, we work in the fields and at night, we work on hemp crops. In the village, each child is in charge of his own house. The children and grandchildren are still working for farming and weaving, and they are also learning to grow melons near the mulberry tree.

The leaves of Sophora japonica are uniform in the early days and the weather is cool. The leaves are green and green in pairs. The three gentlemen can only see three trees, and the leisurely guests are clear of the north window.

Traveling to Chishi and sailing

Dynasties: Southern and Northern Dynasties Author: Xie Lingyun Original text: The first summer is still peaceful, and the grass has not stopped. The water is flooded in the morning and evening, and the clouds rise and fall repeatedly. The Zhou Dynasty was tired of reading, and the situation was poor. The flow behind Sichuan is peaceful, but there is no calm in the sky. The sails are set to collect the stone flowers, and the mat is hung to pick up the moon from the sea. There is no reason for the sky to rise, and there is a way to surpass the empty boat. Zhonglian Qingqi formed a group, and Zi Mou went to Wei Que. The reputation of being humble is not enough, and things that suit oneself can be neglected. Please attach a public statement and finally thank Tianfa.

"Xia Hua Ming"

Author: Wei Yingwu Appreciation of the Tang Dynasty

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.

"Jiang Tower Recruiting Guests at Dusk" Author: Bai Juyi Appreciation of the Tang Dynasty The sea and sky look east to the dusk, and the mountains and rivers are wide and long.

There are lights on all sides of Wanjia City, and in the center of the Milky Way.

The wind blows on the ancient trees, it rains sunny days, the moon shines on the flat sand, and there is frost on summer nights.

Can you cool off in Jianglou? It's cooler than Jun's thatched cottage.

"Miscellaneous Ode to the West Lake·Xia" Author: Xue Angfu Yuan Dynasty Appreciation The clear clouds are rippling lightly, the wind is calm and there are no waves, and people are competing to open bottles to escape the summer heat.

Reflect the light of the lake and show off your new makeup. The music and music are boiling in the south lake. I won't go back to the boat tonight.

The wind makes the whole place cool; the lotus smells fragrant in dreams.

"Walking in the Mountains in the First Summer" Author: Zhu Yunming Appreciation of the Ming Dynasty The plums are green, the plums are yellow, the vegetables, fat and wheat are ripe, and I am busy raising silkworms.

The mountain monk comes over the ridge to watch the tea master, while the village girl cooks the wine to make it fragrant.

"Recalling Wangsun·Xia Ci" Author: Li Chongyuan Appreciation of the Song Dynasty Wind cattail hunting small pond. After the rain, the lotus flowers fill the courtyard with fragrance. The sunken plums and floating melons are cool with ice and snow. Bamboo square bed. The needle and thread are wandering and the afternoon dream is long.

The cloudy air begins in the half of summer, and the clouds and scenery of autumn begin. Half of summer: half of summer, half of the fifth month of the lunar calendar. Xi: The way the wind blows.

Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty "Sends Clothes to Master Liu"