Fan Song Chengda
Plum golden apricot fat, wheat white, cauliflower thin. No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying.
cuvette
Song Yang Wanli
Spring 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.
Chu Xiao Jingci Temple saw Lin Zifang off.
Song 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.
On June 27th, I read the drunken book in Lake House.
Song sushi
Clouds poured out and poured down like ink, but a mountain range was exposed on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the splashing water was like white pearl gravel, splashing on the boat. Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.
Unknown miscellaneous poems
Shi Ming Naian
The sun 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.
(A) poems containing the word "chivalrous"
I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer. (Bai Juyi's "Looking at Wheat Cutting")
A person lives in seclusion, overlooking the city, spring is gone, summer is clear. (Li Shangyin's "Yat Sen Qing")
The first summer was peaceful, and the grass didn't rest. (Xie Lingyun's "Swim the Redstone into the Sailing Sea")
The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the entrance is cool. (Du Fu's Summer Sigh)
Farmer Fang Xia Yun, I dare to eat if I can't sit still. (Dai Fugu's "Hot")
Everyone is bitter and hot. I love long summer days. (Li Ang's "Xia Lian")
The remnants gather in the summer heat, and the new rain brings autumn haze. (Cen Can's "Xiuting sends China to send Wang Shaofu back to the county")
I don't even know if the rain will go in spring, but it will get deeper when it clears up in summer. (Fan Chengda's Xi Qing)
Qingjiang is a song that embraces the village, and Xiajiang Village is quiet. (Du Fu's "Village")
Why don't you like wheatgrass? Xia Muyang is cute. (Qin Guan's "Dark Days in March")
(2) Xia Jing's poems without the word "Xia"
As soon as Xiao He showed his sharp corner, a green dragonfly stood on it. (Yang Wanli's "Little Pool")
Mei Huang Shi, every family was flooded by rain, and the pond was covered with green grass and frogs. (Zhao Shixiu's "You Yue")
The mountains and plains are all green, and the sound of Zigui is raining like smoke. (April in the Country by Weng Juan)
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. (Yang Wanli, "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang")
The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. (Xin Qiji's "Walking along Huangsha Road in Xijiang Moonlight Night")
The crystal curtains are blowing gently, and the roses are fragrant. (Gao Pian's "Mountain Pavilion Summer")
Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city. (Meng Haoran, "Passing the Old Village")
The diameter of poplar flowers is covered with white felt, and the lotus leaves in the stream are stacked with green money. (Du Fu's "Wandering in Queque")
In May, the Matsushita Cottage was cool and pleasant, and the white sand enveloped Tingzhou and the lush forests in the distance in the twilight, showing a vast gray. (Dai Shulun's "Tezhi Chuanshan Show")
Since I went to Liang, I have been dating similar seagulls in the water. (Du Fu's "Jiangcun")
Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle. (June 27, Su Shi's "Drunk Book of Wanghu Building")
Plum sour teeth, banana green sieve. (Yang Wanli, "Taking a nap in early summer")