The west gradually feels fine dust and red dust, disturbing the boat road to the east. Unfortunately, in summer, on a moonlit night, the south windshield is in front of the heaped-up mountains.
2. "Gong Ci" Queen Yang
It rained in summer, and the shadow of Sophora japonica in front of the building was full. Fu Wenzi Temple is deep, and there is no fragrance in it.
3. Four Hometown Songs Feng Mengde
It's quite hot in summer, and the farmer lives across the stream. Shake the lotus boat, the wind doubts the depths.
4. "Sitting alone in the hall" Chen Mi
This is a clear road, really a summer. The south wind turns to sweat, and the light rain stays in the furnace. Flowers and willows are unintentional, and poetry and books hide a few sleeps. Save a cup of tea, and your career will be ashamed of sages.
5. "Hua Qing Guan Xi Xuan" Lu Zhi
Xia, Cao Guan has been exempted today. Deep pine has no way, sparse bamboo does not cover the mountain. While quietly listening to Huangguan, watching Bai Niao. I have been interested in forests and valleys all my life, so I will talk about this window.
2. As for the poem about summer, "Summer is Thinking in the South Pavilion", the mountain light in the west of Haoran suddenly disappears, and the moon in the east slowly rises from the lake.
Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place. The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound.
I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me. Feeling for a night, I miss my old friends all night, and it is hard to miss them in my dreams.
2, "Farmhouse on the Weihe River" Tang is on a country road under the setting sun, and cattle and sheep go home along the path. A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy.
Pheasant [sentence] wheat seedlings are embroidered, silkworm moths are sleeping, peeling mulberry leaves. Jojo and Fu Tian greet each other cordially.
No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! . 3, "Xijiang Moon Walks Huangsha Road" Song Xin Qi Ji Mingyue is not surprised, and the breeze sings at midnight.
The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance. In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year.
In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge. 4. "Seeing Lin Zifang at Dawn in Jingci Temple" Song Yang Wanli After all, in mid-June, the scenery of the West Lake was different from that at four o'clock.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. 5, "Watching Wheat" Tang Baijuyi Tian Jia is less idle, and people are twice as busy in May.
In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow. Mother-in-law is rich in food, and children are full of pot pulp.
Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang. Filled with the heat of the country, the back was scorched by the sun.
I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer. There is a poor woman with a child on her back.
Grab the ear with your right hand and hang the basket with your left arm. Listening to his words of concern is very sad.
The family lost all their taxes, so they took this to satisfy their hunger. Today, I have no merit, and I have never worked in farming and mulberry.
There are three hundred stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of eight. I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day.
6, "Yixian" Tang Li Shangyin lived in the city, and spring went to summer. 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.
7, "Summer Night Sigh" Tang Du Fu can never be embarrassed, inflammation is 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.
8. "Summer Mountain Pavilion" The tall trees in the Tang Dynasty are dark green, and the summer is long, and the balcony reflects into the pool. The crystal curtains are blowing gently, and the roses are fragrant.
9. "Three Roads in the Middle Road" In the Song Dynasty, there were several plum blossoms and streams were full of mountains. The green trees on the mountain road are as dense as when they came, and the bushes of several orioles in the dense forest add more fun than when they came.
10, "Sleeping in Early Summer", Song Yang Wanli plum is sour and splashes teeth, and the banana is green. Spring goes to summer, and the days are long and tired. After a nap, I feel depressed and watch the children play with catkins in the air.
1 1, "Summer Book to Send Friends" Tang Cui Tu retired from farming when he arrived in Kuangbang, so why bother all his life? In the end, I learned something from Yi Xi, but I was surprised by the humiliation.
The peak turns without a shadow, and there are trees flying. It took ten years to realize that poem, and I stayed in the Central Plains to cast soldiers.
12, "Early Summer on the Pool" Tang Baijuyi's spring pool accumulates water late, and the shade is mixed with summer wood. The boat is like a wild crossing, and the fence falls like a river village.
Touch the piano mattress quietly and open the door of the wine cellar. Get a little grandson if you have nothing to do.
13, "The First Summer" Tang Baorong was young yesterday, and the evening peak is still beautiful. Although there is a residual state, the pulse condition can prevent anxiety.
You cherish the season, and you feel fleeting. 14, "Li Changxing sends summer to its neighbors for summer" Tang Houjia Avenue, with cicada trees.
The lock is far away and the shutter door is cold. The fence is full of red medicine, and the shelf leads the green radish to grow.
Every day is a pillow, so there are mountains and rivers. 15, "Climbing the Crane Rock in Summer" Tang Dai Shulun's day wind blows me up the hill, and the pine and cypress are cool in June.
I would like to use the old monk's double white cranes to soar in the depths of the blue clouds. 16, "Wandering to the Master's Room in Summer" Tang Chenzi Aung Shanshui opened an exquisite house, and the piano songs were included in Brahma's feast.
People doubt the reward of white buildings, and the land is like bamboo forest Zen. There is chaos in the opposite pool, which is connected with Xuan.
The sky is silent now, and the moon makes spring clear. On June 27th, I read the drunken book of Lake House. Su Shi's dark clouds cover the mountains, and white rain jumps over the boat. Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.
After all, the scenery of the West Lake in mid-June is different from that at four o'clock. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
Yang Wanli's eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves sunny and soft. The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.
The four seasons are full of pastoral excitement (plowing during the day and harvesting at night). In the Song Dynasty, Fan Chengda plowed during the day and harvested at night, and the children in the village took care of their own affairs. Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.
Four-season rural hybrid Fan Song becomes a big Li Jinxing fat, and wheat flowers are white and cauliflower is thin. No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying.
Qu Yuan's June wind filled the lake with clear lotus fragrance, and the red and green fans reflected clear waves. Mulan boat is like a flower girl, a lotus house, and Ai 'er.
Xia Daishiping suckling duck pond, the water is shallow and deep, and the weather is half sunny and half cloudy when plums are ripe. The East Garden is full of wine and the West Garden is drunk, and the loquat trees are golden.
Songs and land tours in early summer have turned red and purple into dust, and the sound of cuckoo has entered the summer. It was during my endless journey in Sang Ma that I realized that I was a peaceful person.
In the water margin, the sun in Shi Naian is like fire, and the wild Tian He is half burnt. The farmer's heart is like soup, and the son Wang Sun shakes it.
On June 27, Su Shi Wang Hulou was drunk with books, covered with dark clouds and jumped into the boat in white rain. Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.
After all, the scenery of the West Lake in mid-June is different from that at four o'clock. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
Yang Wanli's eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves sunny and soft. The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.
Summer Mountain Pavilion [Tang] The tall trees are dark green, the summer is long, and the balcony reflects into the pool. The crystal curtains are moving, the breeze is blowing, and the whole frame is fragrant.
It was about the Huangmei season in Song Dynasty when it rained at home and frogs were everywhere in the grass pond. It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp.
Xi Qing [Song] Plum blossoms fall in the window of Fan Chengda, and bamboo shoots grow into forests 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.
In summer, I was thinking about Xin [Tang] Meng Haoran and the mountain-light suddenly fails in the west in Nanting, and the moon rose from the lake. Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place.
The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound. In the early summer (Song Dynasty), it was sunny and rainy in April, and Nanshan became a clear household.
There are no catkins in the wind, only sunflowers open to the sun. The poem with the word "Xia" is 1. I don't know how hot it is, but I'm sorry that summer is long.
(Bai Juyi's "Looking at Wheat Cutting") 2. Living in the city, it is still clear in spring and summer. (Li Shangyin's Yi Xian) 3. The first summer is still clear and fragrant.
3. Poem about summer 1, "Morning Sending Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple" Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli.
It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
What is the scenery of the West Lake in June? The scenery is really different from other seasons. Lotus leaves will never be seen in the sky, and lotus flowers are particularly bright and red in the sun.
2. Xiao Dynasty: Yang Wanli
The silence of spring is because I don't want a long stream of water, and the shadow reflected on the water is like sunny days and breezes.
The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.
Spring is silent because it can't stand the thin water flow, and the shade reflects the water because it likes sunny days and the softness of the wind. The delicate little lotus leaf just emerged from the water with a sharp corner, and a naughty little dragonfly had already stood on it.
3, "Mountain Pavilion Summer" Tang Dynasty: high article
Green trees, deep shadows, long summer, the reflection of the tower in the pond.
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.
4. Nan Ting Xia Ji Tang Xin Dynasty Meng Haoran
The shadow of the mountain rises suddenly, and the moon in the pond rises slowly from the east. Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place.
The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound. I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me.
Feeling for a night, I miss my old friends all night, and it is hard to miss them in my dreams.
The shadow of the sun suddenly sets in the west, and the moon on the pond rises slowly from the east. Let your hair hang freely and enjoy the coolness at night. Open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place. An evening breeze brought the fragrance of lotus flowers, and dew dripped from bamboo leaves, making a crisp sound. I just want to play the piano, but unfortunately I don't have a bosom friend to appreciate it. I feel good night, miss my old friends, and miss them in my dreams all night.
5. "Early Summer Nap" Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli
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.
Spring goes to summer, and the days are long and tired. After a nap, I feel depressed and watch the children play with catkins in the air.
Plum tastes sour, and after eating it, the residual acid remains in the teeth; Bananas began to grow, and the shade set off on the screen window. Spring goes and summer comes, and people are tired. After a nap, they get up and feel bored. They have nothing to do, watching children play and catching catkins flying in the air.
4. Ask for some quotations about recalling summer, simple but not too beautiful, and rhyme a little 1. Thank you for the snow in that summer, the snow in that dream, the dream in that snow.
2. An China man who never lived in Europe in the summer went to Holland in the north in the early summer, and he simply felt that it was like a new autumn. The faint sky, the silent fields, and the train walking seem to be neglected.
Occasionally I see half a windmill in the endless place, motionless, like an iron hand open to the sky. -Zhu Ziqing 3. When I think of Siberia at ordinary times, I feel a vast plain in front of me. The yellow setting sun shines, or the cold north wind blows, or the sky is covered with ice and snow.
I believe this impression comes partly from Chilean songs and partly from translated novels. What we saw on the train was not so thrilling-maybe it was summer. Desolation is really good, but there are no copper mountains along the way. Thousands of miles of green have turned Siberia into an ordinary country.
Only wooden houses are dotted, unprecedented. We stayed in Siberia for seven days and it rained for five days. In the drizzle, these slightly shiny wooden houses have a special color.
-Zhu Ziqing 4. There are some tiny things that we carefully preserve regardless of time because of their importance. This red butterfly paper-cut reminds me of the summer when I was studying, the bell in the yard in the evening, the blue ball, the cat wandering like a poet, and myself standing alone in the twilight watching your back fade away.
-I'm happy to be alone. 5. Make a stereo. Make dreams come true. Please make your dream come true, don't let it be just a dream forever. No matter how far away the dream is, I always believe that the stars can talk, the stones will bloom, and we will eventually arrive through the wooden fence in summer and the wind and snow in winter.
6. That spring and the following summer were the happiest and most wanton moments in Yu Ning's memory for many years, with endless energy, laughter, appetite and desire. 7. Spring blossoms, autumn wind and winter dusk, melancholy youth, I once thought so in ignorance. In the songs of the four seasons, the windmill gently sings the poems of romantic love, and I grew up in the years-engraved with flying skirts, brisk bicycles, flowing piano sounds, gentle sea breeze, clean beaches, clear blue sky and white clouds, like sincere years like water.
8. Have a cold in winter. Winter without a cold lacks some seasonal characteristics.
9. What do you mean, cotton-padded jacket in winter, cattail leaf fan in summer, how do you feel after my heart cools-Li Bihua 10, can't you expect summer? My chest hurts, tears don't work, but the temperature left in my hand and those summer memories will go with me. 1 1, I can't wait for summer. Once I am separated from you, I want to cross the sea. -Balzac's Secret of Princess Kadiyang 13. People should make use of their youth and work with like-minded people to make things warmer than summer and more energetic than spring.
Others, who cares about you! Today, 14, "2012.15, the sun is shining, and my mood is full of nameless happiness with the sunshine all over the street. Wearing long sleeves makes people feel hot, making people feel that winter has passed and spring has come.
In this city, we can't see the poor little wild flowers in spring, the beautiful beach girls in summer, the indulgent leaves in autumn, and the pure white snow in winter ... However, looking at the mottled light and shadow lying in the gap between the branches and green leaves in our hands, our hearts are filled with emotion. 10: 512012.15 "15 whether you are smiling or crying/whether you are alive now or want to leave/whether it snows this winter or not/whether you are very tired this summer -929" small "
In one cycle after another, we walk in the same or different streets and lanes, look at different or the same scenery, and dream of having the same protagonist although different. -xiaoyi neighbor's ear 18. If you ask me "What is the function of dead leaves", I will answer "Dead leaves are to nourish the sick earth."
You asked me, "Why do you need winter?" I will answer: "winter is to breed new leaves." You asked me, "Why are the leaves so green?" I would say, "Why? Of course, because they are full of energy. "
You asked me again, "Why does summer have to end?" I will answer "to make all the green leaves die."
Finally, you asked me, "Where is the girl beside you?" I will answer, "You can't see her anymore. Because she is in your heart.
Your feet are that girl's feet. Come on, Shuo. "
Calling for love in the center of the world 19, end of winter: the temperature has dropped for two days, and we are still busy basking in the sun on campus in short sleeves, sweating like rain. This may tell us that winter is coming, so let's get ready.
Now, winter has really come-the end of winter! 20, guitar melody In summer, schools are not allowed to wear short skirts and high heels. I hum a tune to you, so every evening, I silently follow behind you and her. Later, there is only the season when the wind blows in the street, and your back is full of eternity. The last thing I remember is memories. Ten years ago, I'll never see you again anyway. I picked up the strings with surging memories and vaguely heard where I played that day.
2 1, I may hear dead leaves, just a sigh, all love and hate, but time is no match. I always look up at your sky, listen to the cicadas singing in summer and fall asleep, then get drunk with the snow on winter nights and taste the cold taste.
Please give me a poem about summer memories. I need it right away. It's urgent.
Love is surging and burning.
Some extreme beauty
Also insist on some frustration.
Pink curtain wind
I don't remember Na Yue that year.
Black night finger
Unable to pick up old candles and red shadows
Summer in the countryside is young and budding.
The work between ridges stays in yearning.
There is a string of mud on the title page of the field.
That's a sign of going out.
Maimang wrote a short story.
Poetry is woven on the ears of wheat.
Sesame recited ancient poems.
Learn to write prose poems in the corn field
Behind playing with students on campus
It is a blank for your future.
Sitting on the hillside opposite the lover.
But at the same time, there is nothing to mention.
A rolling wheel and a rolling stone mill.
You stepped on a cigarette, but chose simplicity.
The seedbeds are covered with chemical fertilizer.
People are worried about canal water in summer.
The morning mist curled up with wet dew.
Look at the color of sunlight on a leaf.
Weeds under hoes have seen melancholy.
The sonorous sound of shovel head is already cold.
Palm has not lost its dream.
The pedal didn't stop.
Summer wind clothes
Walk through a mountain pass
Look at the city in my mind.