eh? The little tail of spring has not been caught, and it has slipped away. I came from spring, and I accidentally met summer. The sunshine in May is not impetuous and lazy in midsummer, so it is very suitable for the season of wearing skirts (ps: beware of the indecent wind, the skirts are flying).
Let's enjoy a picture of summer painted by those famous artists.
Summer (excerpt)-Wang Zengqi
Summer mornings are really comfortable. The air is cool, and dew is still hanging on the grass (and dew is also hanging on the spider web). Write a big word and read an ancient text. Summer mornings are really comfortable.
Most flowers have five petals, but gardenias have six petals. The folk song says, "Gardenia has six petals." Gardenia is thick and big, white in color, slightly green near the pedicle, very fragrant, and the aroma is a bit unbearable. My hometown people say, "Touch your nose." Gardenia flowers are thick and big, and they are so fragrant that they can't be brushed off, so they are not taken by elegant people, thinking that their character is not high.
people often compare gardenia with white orchids. Suzhou girls sell flowers in the streets, selling them in a charming voice: "Gardenia! White orchids! " White orchids are half-blooming, delicate and tender, such as ivory white, with a quiet fragrance, but a little sweet and vulgar, which is liked by the "Xian people" in Shanghai, because it is said that white orchids are not particularly fragrant until they are placed on pillows at night. I think the flowers on the pillow of the red "Xianren" are not as exciting as the flowers on the side of the boat girl's bun.
move a big bamboo bed and put it in the patio, lying sprawled, feeling refreshed and the summer heat disappeared. Look at the moonlight. The moonlight is colorful and changeable, which is very beautiful. There is a vague circle around the moon, which is called the "wind circle". It will be windy in recent days. "Black pigs have crossed the river"-dark clouds are crossing the Tianhe River, and it will rain heavily.
I didn't go back until the dew fell, and the railings of the bamboo bed were wet. At this time, I was already very sleepy, so I touched the rattan pillow (we all use rattan pillows or painted pillows in summer there) and fell asleep.
The head of a chicken is getting old, and new walnuts are coming down. Summer is almost over.
I said that all the young chrysanthemums closed their sleepy eyes.
You said that cordate telosma has opened up layers of hearts.
I said that it was a vibrant late spring.
You said that it was an attractive and intoxicated evening.
-Shu Ting
Summer (excerpt)-Sanmao
Spring, like And summer, like a quatrain.
It's been a long time, and I haven't paid attention to the cicada sound. My ears are busy listening to the sound of cars, the knocking of variety shows, the impatient voice of the ticket lady, and the dumb secret sound attached to my friend's ear … I should find a clear and clean river to wash my ears, because I can't hear the cicada sound.
So, I don't know when summer crossed the threshold and came in. Until that day, when I was in the class of literature history, all of a sudden, all the cicadas cried at the same time, which startled me. My gesture of raising a pen ran aground in the air and I couldn't comment on the invisible and intangible sound in front of me! What a surprise It sucked my whole mind in the past, just like iron sand rushing to a magnet. But when I held my breath and listened intently, I suddenly stopped talking. This cicada startled me again! Like a rope, the cicada tied my heart tightly, and suddenly it was loosened without warning, so my heart spread out unprepared, such as struggling to jump into the sky and accidentally falling to the beach!
I don't know when summer crossed the threshold!
Moonlight on the Lotus Pond (excerpt)-Zhu Ziqing
suddenly remembered the matter of picking lotus. Lotus picking is an old custom in Jiangnan, which seems to have existed for a long time, but it flourished in the Six Dynasties, which can be roughly known from the poems. The lotus-pickers are teenage girls, who go there swinging boats and singing colourful songs. Needless to say, there are a lot of lotus pickers, and there are people who watch lotus pickers. It was a lively season and a romantic season. It is well said in the poem "Lotus Picking Fu" by Emperor Yuan of Liang:
So the demon boy and girl rowed the boat, saying: [Beneficial bird] made the first Xu Hui and passed on the feather cup; I will move and the algae will hang, and the ship will move and open. Erqi slim waist bundle element, delay gu bu; After the beginning of summer and the end of spring, the leaves are tender and the flowers are early. I am afraid of touching the petticoats and smiling, and I am afraid of tilting the boat and gathering it.
you can see what it was like to play at that time. This is really interesting, but it's a pity that we have no happiness now.
Then I remembered the sentence in "Xizhou Qu":
Picking lotus in Nantang in autumn, the lotus is over the head; Low head Fiddle the lotus seed in the water, the lotus seed is as green as the lake.
If there are lotus pickers tonight, the lotus here will be considered "over the head"; It is impossible to see only some shadows of running water. This makes me really miss Jiangnan. -thinking like this, I suddenly looked up and felt that it was my own door; Gently push the door and go in, there is no sound, and my wife has been asleep for a long time.
The summer described by English writer Shakespeare. Many famous people have translated this beautiful sonnet by Shakespeare, and what we share here is the translated version by Liang Shiqiu.
I may compare you with summer?
translated by Shakespeare and Liang Shiqiu
I may compare you with summer?
You are lovelier and gentler than summer:
The strong wind will blow the buds of May to the ground
Summer is too short to pass by in a hurry.
Sometimes the sun shines too hot, and
often it darkens his golden face;
beautiful things will inevitably fall,
accidentally, or flow with natural changes.
But your eternal summer will not fade,
You will not lose your handsome appearance;
Death cannot boast that you are walking in its shadow,
If you gain eternal life in this immortal poem;
As long as people can breathe and eyes can see,
this poem will be immortal and make you live forever.
In recent two years, with the appearance of the Chinese Poetry Conference, the poetry of Tang poetry and Song poetry surged.
Reading poetry is like seeing the scenery, and I am there. I will send you some early summer poems.
Lu You
In the scenic spot of Hushan, Weng's home is set, and the diameter of locust tree is oblique in the shade.
sometimes when the water is full, you can see the heron, and frogs can be heard everywhere in the grass.
the bamboo shoots of the dragon are too numerous, and the wooden pen still blooms the first flower.
sigh and forget the past, who will sleep for tea?
Don Gao Pian
The trees are dark and the summer is long, and the balcony reflects into the pond.
the water curtain is breezy, and the roses are covered with fragrance.
don Meng Haoran
the mountain-light suddenly fails in the west, in the east from the lake the slow moon rises.
it is cool in the evening, and open my window and lie down in peace.
the wind brings me odours of lotuses, and bamboo-leaves drip with a music of dew.
I would take up my lute and I would play, but, alas, who here would understand?.
and so I think of you, old friend, o troubler of my midnight dreams.
Song Yang Wanli
The spring eyes are silent and cherish the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves to be fine and soft.
Xiao-he just showed his sharp horns, and dragonflies stood on it long ago.
Song Sima Guang
It's clear in April and sunny at first, and it's clear when Nanshan is a household.
there is no catkin because of the wind, only sunflower leans towards the sun.
Song Wang Anshi
The hut in Liang Shi has a bend, and the running water is splashed.
On sunny days, warm wind makes wheat smell, while green grass wins flowers.
Song Xin Qiji
Thousands of peaks in Yun Qi, the price of a sudden shower. The trees set in the sun farther away, and the scenery can't produce pictures. The green flag sells wine, and there are other people on the other side of the mountain. As long as the mountains and rivers are shining, nothing will happen this summer.
when you wake up drunk in the afternoon, bamboo households with loose windows are full of charm. Wild birds come, and it is a general leisure. But blame Bai Ou, qu people, not under the desire. The old allies are all here, and the new arrivals are none other than me. Don't talk.
the weather is not hot yet, but people are eager to enter summer.
it's another summer! Ice cream ~ hee hee