Before sunset, the inflammation was steaming and poisoning my intestines. Andrew Wan Lifeng, the wind is blowing on my skirt.
Kazuki Watanabe musicians are born in heaven, and there are few forests. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the entrance is cool.
When you see the slightest thing in vain, the feather bug flies. Things have no details and are adaptive.
Miss Pigos, and keep the border in poor years. Why are you washing and looking at each other?
Diao Dou was hit at night, and the noise was even 10,000 square meters. Although the purple is covered, it is better to return to China early.
North city is sad, storks fly. When the situation is troublesome, you will be tired, and when you think hard, you will be healthy.
My "Summer and Japan" is written by Liu Zongyuan, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:
The summer in Yongzhou was wet and hot, so that the man dozed off drunk, pushed open the north window and had a long sleep.
When I woke up at noon, I only felt the silence of the earth and the sound of a cup of tea when new tea was smashed in the bamboo forest.
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The summer in Yongzhou is wet and hot, which makes people sleepy like drunkards, pushing open the north window and sleeping soundly. Woke up at noon, only feel the dead silence of the earth, opposite the bamboo forest, only the sound of Shan Tong knocking on the tea mortar when making new tea.
"RuanLangGui? Early Summer was written by Su Shi, a writer in the Song Dynasty. The full text is as follows:
Green locust, high willow, swallows, new cicadas, the wind first enters the string. The blue screen window is filled with smoke, and the sound of playing chess during the day scares me to sleep.
After a light rain, the lotus turned over and the pomegranate blossomed. Jade basin hand tanchun, Zhu Qiong broken and round.
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The trees outside the window are shaded, the tall willows sway gently with the wind, the cicada singing stops abruptly, and the breeze blows the coolness of early summer into the house. Under the green screen window, the subtle fragrance of the latent fragrance drifts with the wind; A pleasant day's sleep, I was suddenly awakened by the sound of playing chess.
Xiao He rolled over in the breeze after the rain. Pomegranate flowers are lined with moist green leaves, and the more you look at kurei, the more it burns. Beautiful women are playing with pots and pans by the pool. Clear spring water is like a sparkling pearl, which is broken and rounded for a while.
"Day crystal sand? Xia was written by Bai Pu, a writer in Yuan Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:
Clouds collect rain and add waves, buildings are high and water-cooled and melons are sweet, and trees are shaded and eaves are painted.
In the mosquito net in the tent, there is a girl, wearing thin silk and holding Fan Luo, quietly enjoying the pleasant summer time.
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Clouds receive rain, water waves add, after the rain clears, the building also appears taller than usual, the water exudes a cool breath, the melons after the rain also appear sweeter than usual, and the shade of green trees hangs under the eaves. On the rattan chair in the tulle tent, a girl dressed in a light silk summer dress and holding Fan Luo quietly enjoyed a pleasant time.
"Man Fang Ting?" The Mountain Works of Xia Bu Si is the work of Zhou Bangyan, a writer in the Song Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:
The wind makes the oriole grow up in spring, the summer rain makes the plums plump, and the dense noon trees give the ground a round shade. Lying low near the mountain, wet clothes, total cost of baking fire. People cry quietly and carefree, and outside the bridge, the new green sea water bumps and splashes. I leaned against the railing for a long time, and the yellow and green bitter bamboos were everywhere, as if I were a derogatory Bai Juyi boating in Jiujiang.
Year after year. Like a country that goes to Qiu Lai in spring, it floats in the desert wasteland and lives in a long eaves. Don't think about the performance outside, or koEY spirit, always sit in front of the bottle. I am tired and haggard, and I can't bear to listen to intense and complicated orchestral music. At Song's banquet, a pillow was installed for me, so that I could sleep at will when I was drunk.
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The wind in spring makes Xiaoying grow up, and the rain in summer makes plums plump. At noon, the circular shade is covered with dense trees. Low-lying, close to the mountains, clothes are always baked with fireworks when they are wet. Man is a carefree and happy silent crow. Outside the bridge, the newly rising green water surges and splashes. For a long time, leaning against the railing, Huang Wei bitter bamboo was everywhere, as if I were boating on Jiujiang River like a degenerate Bai Juyi.
Year after year. Just like the social swallows from spring to autumn, they wander in the desert wasteland and live in the long eaves. Regardless of my fame and achievements, I am still happy and often sit in front of a bottle. I, a tired and haggard wanderer in the south of the Yangtze River, can no longer bear to listen to the exciting and complicated orchestra. Next to the Song Banquet, put a pillow for me so that I can sleep at will when I am drunk.
The author of Early Summer of Hakka is Sima Guang, a writer in Song Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:
In April of early summer, the weather was sunny and warm, and it cleared up after a rain. After the rain, the mountains were greener and more pleasant, and the mountains in the south became clearer.
There are no catkins in the wind, only sunflowers open to the sun.
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In early summer and April, the weather was sunny and warm, and it cleared up just after a day of rain. After the rain, the mountains are greener and more pleasant, and the Nanshan across the street is clearer. There are no catkins fluttering in the wind, only sunflowers blooming towards the sun.
? Wind blowing ancient trees, sunny days, rainy days, moonlight shining, flat sand, summer night frost? From the fifth and sixth sentences of Tang Dynasty poet Bai Juyi's poem "Looking at the Xijiang River", the full text is as follows:
At night, looking east on the upper floor of the river, the sea is connected with the sea as far as the eye can see; The feeling of mountains and rivers is wide and long.
The city lights up around, and a galaxy sinks into the center of the water.
On a sunny day, the wind blows against the old trees, rustling as if it were raining; On summer nights, the moon hangs all over the ground, just like autumn frost.
Can you cool off in Jianglou? It's much cooler than the military trade club school.
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Go upstairs and look east at night. The sky is as endless as the sea. The shape of the mountain and the posture of the water are open and long. Surrounded by thousands of lights, a galaxy is reflected in the middle of the water. The wind blows the old trees like a sunny day and rains, and the moonlight shines on the flat sand, just like whether the green frost on a summer night can eliminate the heat on the river tower, which is cooler than your hut.
? Red and purple have become dust, and summer is new in the sound of cuckoos? The full text of the first and second sentences from the poem "Jueju in Early Summer" by Lu You, a poet in the Song Dynasty, is as follows:
Red and purple have become dust one after another, and the cuckoo sounds new in summer.
It was during my endless journey in Sang Ma that I realized that I was a peaceful person.
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Early summer excites me. I carried a giant tripod, fixed the viewfinder on the balcony and started my interstellar journey. In this wall, there are no stars brighter than the summer night sky. I am looking for Venus in the sky, focused and busy.
? Yuan Xixia cool late at night, spring wine with bamboo bushes? From the first and second sentences of the Tang Dynasty poet Wang Changling, the full text of the ancient poem is as follows:
Yuanxi is cool in summer and cool in the evening, and spring wine carries bamboo bushes.
Don't worry about string songs, mountains and bright moons will never be empty.
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On a summer night, I walked in the cool breeze by Yuanxi, and my friends accompanied each other to the depths of the bamboo forest with wine. Don't say that our music and songs are because of the sadness of being relegated, but the distant green hills and the bright moon in the sky have never been vacant.
? Deep in the city, from spring to summer? Excerpted from the first and second sentences of the ancient poem Yi Xian Qing written by Li Shangyin, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, the full text of the ancient poem is as follows:
A person lives in seclusion, overlooking the city, spring is gone, summer is clear.
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.
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A person lives a quiet and secluded life, overlooking the city, and spring goes to summer. 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.
? As long as the mountains and rivers shine, nothing will happen this summer? From the Song Dynasty poet Xin Qiji, "Ugly slaves are close?" The full text of the first and second ancient poems of Boshan Road Middle School in Anting, Yi Lee is as follows:
Yun Qi Qianfeng, shower price. When trees fall in the sun further away, how does the landscape produce a picture? Green slate sells wine, and there are others over there. As long as the mountains and rivers are splendid, nothing will happen this summer.
When I woke up drunk in the afternoon, I was a bamboo building with a loose window. Wild birds are coming, which is a general leisure. It's weird. It makes people want to go down. All the old allies are here, and the new one is none other than me. Don't talk.
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Dark clouds hung over the mountains, and suddenly there was a heavy rain. The rain stopped immediately and it cleared up. The setting sun shines on the green trees in the distance, and the scenery is beautiful and moving. I don't know how the painter described it! There is a green slate selling wine in front of the hotel. It is conceivable that there are other people living on the other side of the mountain. As long as nothing bothers me in this beautiful and charming place, I will be very happy if I can spend a summer peacefully. When I woke up at noon, I saw the pine and bamboo outside the window, lush, so quiet and leisurely, and my heart was comfortable and natural. Wild birds fly around, as free as I am. To my surprise, the white kite looked down in the sky, but it couldn't come down when I thought about it; Why are you doing this? The contract we made in the past still exists. I abide by the alliance. Are you new here? Or have something else to say.
? Even if it rains, I don't know if spring will go, but it will be sunny before summer is deep. From the ancient poem "Xi Qing" by Fan Chengda, a poet of the Song Dynasty, the whole poem is as follows:
Plums are ripe in the window, and bamboo shoots come out of the forest under the wall.
I don't even know if the rain will go in spring, but it will get deeper when it clears up in summer.
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This poem probably says that the plums in front of the window are ripe and the bamboo shoots in the corner grow into forests. It has been raining all day, and I don't know that spring has passed. It turned out to be late summer and the sun was shining.
? Qingjiang is a song that embraces the village. Everything in Changjiang Village is quiet? From the Tang Dynasty poet Du Fu's ancient poem "Jiangcun", the full text of his ancient poem is as follows:
The clear river winds around the village, and everything in the village looks elegant in the long summer.
Since I left, I have come to Liang, and I am very close to seagulls in the water.
The old lady is using a chessboard, and the younger son is making a hook with an injection.
However, an old friend provides rice, what else can I ask for?
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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 author of Three Summer Songs is Zhang Lei, a writer in the Song Dynasty. The full text of his poem is as follows:
The days in summer are very long, the wind in the village is very clear, and there are many swallows living under the eaves, and their wings have grown up.
Butterflies spread their wings on the branches that bloom at noon. On a sunny day, spiders make a spider's web in the corner.
The moonlight shines on the curtain, leans on the pillow, and listens to the murmur of the stream.
Long-spotted temples are like frost and snow, and I want to fish this life.
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In summer, the days are long, the river village is sunny, and there are many small birds living on the eaves. Their wings have grown out. The butterfly spread its wings and stopped on the flower branch at noon. The weather is fine, and spiders are leisurely weaving webs in the corner. Moonlight falls on scattered curtains, leans on pillows, and listens to the gurgling stream. My hair has been gray for a long time, and now it is as white as frost and snow. I have always wanted to be a woodcutter or fisherman to spend my life.
The quatrains in early summer was written by Lu You, a writer in the Song Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:
Red and purple have become dust one after another, and the cuckoo sounds new in summer.
It was during my endless journey in Sang Ma that I realized that I was a peaceful person.
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Early summer excites me. I carried a giant tripod, fixed the viewfinder on the balcony and started my interstellar journey. In this wall, there are no stars brighter than the summer night sky. I am looking for Venus in the sky, focused and busy.
I sat down against the banyan tree, playing ENYA melodious music and sipping a cup of faint fragrant tea, looking for my quatrains in early summer. The wind blows, causing flowers to fall, and petals as bright as crimson clouds are flying in early summer.
Dai Min, a writer in the Tang Dynasty, wrote Zhang Yuanxing in Early Summer. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:
Duck pond water is shallow and deep, and the weather is half cloudy and half sunny when plums are ripe.
The East Garden is full of wine and the West Garden is drunk, and the loquat trees are golden.
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Ducks are playing in the shallow or deep water of the pond, plums are ripe, and the weather is half sunny and half cloudy. In this pleasant weather, I gave a banquet and invited some friends to visit the East Garden and the West Garden. Picturesque scenery, particularly comfortable mood, enjoy drinking, some people are already drunk. Loquat in the garden is full of fruits, hanging on the tree like gold, just picking and drinking and tasting.
The author of "Enjoy the Cool on a Summer Night" is Yang Wanli, a poet in the Song Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:
The heat at night is still the same as that in the afternoon. Open the door and stand in the middle of the moon.
Bamboo trees are buzzing with insects, not the wind.
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At noon in summer, the weather is hot, and it is still so hot at night. Open the door and stand in the moonlight for a while. At this time, in the bamboo forest and trees in the distance, there was the chirping of insects; A burst of coolness came. However, this is not the wind, maybe it is the tranquility and coolness of nature.
He xinlang? The author of Summer Scenery is Su Shi, a poet in the Song Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:
Smoke and dancing. There is no one in silence, and the children's voice turns to noon, and it is cool at night and takes a new bath. Hand-made white round fan, fan like jade for a while. Getting sleepy, sleeping alone and getting ripe. Who will push the embroidery worker out of the curtain? It's a waste to teach people and dreams to break the music of Yao and Tai. The wind is beating on the bamboo again.
Pomegranate half spit red scarf Cu. When all the flowers are floating, I will be alone with you. Looking closely at a beautiful branch, my heart is as heavy as a burden. I'm afraid of being surprised by the autumn wind. Stay here, you can't bear to touch it after drinking and drinking. * * * pink tears, two rustling.
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There was no sound in the hall, and a little swallow was flying around in the gorgeous house. The shade of buttonwood trees turned to noon, and the night was cool, and the beautiful scenery had just been soaked. The white silk round fan shook in her hand, and it was as crisp as white jade in Su's hand. I'm getting sleepy and leaning back, sleeping soundly alone. Who will open the door of Cai Xiang outside the curtain? In vain, it disturbed people to disperse the fairy dream of Yaotai. It turns out that the night wind blew bamboo.
Half-opened pomegranate flowers are wrinkled like red scarves. When the fallen flowers are scattered, it is accompanied by the loneliness of beauty. Take a gorgeous pomegranate flower and look carefully. A thousand petals are like a beautiful woman's heart. I'm afraid the west wind will suddenly blow, leaving only one tree green. If the beauty comes here, the residual flower can't bear to see the wine. Only residual flowers and pink tears are falling.
The author of Early Summer is Wang Anshi, a poet in the Song Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:
There is a bend in the hut in Liang Shi, and the water is splashing.
Warm wind gives birth to wheat on sunny days, and green grass wins flowers.
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Stone bridges and thatched cottages surround the winding river banks, and the splashing water flows into the pond in the west. Sunny weather and warm breeze gave birth to wheat, and wheat fragrance came with the wind. The shade of green grass is far better than the spring season.
? Hiding in the small building into a unified, regardless of winter Xia Chunqiu? Excerpted from the seventh and eighth sentences of Lu Xun's ancient poem "Self-mockery", the full text is as follows:
What do you want from the delivery of the canopy, but you dare not turn over and meet each other.
A broken hat covers the downtown, and a leaky boat carries wine.
Fierce-browed, I coolly defy a thousand pointing fingers, Head-bowed, like a willing ox I serve the children.
Hiding in the small building into a unified, regardless of winter Xia Chunqiu.
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Angry at those who are morally bankrupt and condemned, they bend down and are willing to be the people's willing ox. No matter what changes take place in the external environment, stick to your ambition and stand and never change.