On Chang Xia's Ancient Poems

The ancient poems about Chang Xia are as follows:

1, Xia Yi Brothers in Tang and Wei Dynasties

After reading the incense in a different order, you will be very tired. Summer wood has turned cloudy, and the public door is quiet during the day. Changfeng began to float in the pavilion, and Dieyun only spat. Sit away from the crowd and cherish the scenery.

The season has changed, I miss the beautiful spring, because the days are too long and boring. Trees are shaded in summer, and the yamen is quiet during the day. The wind has blown into the pavilion, Dieyun Lou Shan. Sitting here, I miss my brothers who accompanied me in those days and are now far away in Beijing, sighing and cherishing the lost scene.

2. Long Summer by Lu You in Song Dynasty.

The red flag was planted on the gate, and Dong Jun drove home. Mud nests are noisy and flowers are scarce. The shade of Sophora japonica is dense at first, and the curtain is still slightly hot. Soak a soup in the sunset and try on clothes skillfully.

Red flags have been inserted in the windows of the city to welcome Chi Di, and the Sun God is going to drive home with Di Qing. The mud is fresh and the bird's nest is full of joy; Flowers are all in bloom, and bees are becoming rarer and rarer.

Sophora japonica and willow trees, the shade is getting denser; Curtains and windows, the heat is still slight. The sun sets in the west. After a pleasant bath, I skillfully tried on my summer clothes.

3. Long Summer by Zhao Youzhi in Song Dynasty.

At four o'clock, the weather urged each other and the wind brought summer heat overnight. Steamed wheat grows in acres and days, and the garden rain ripens yellow plum. Ti Ying's spring has gone to sorrow, and recent love has gone back several times. Sleeping in the south window, thinking tired, watching Huaiyin full pavilion.

The weather in spring, summer, autumn and winter urges each other to alternate. Yesterday was still spring, and I didn't want the southeast wind to wash away the footsteps of summer overnight. Under the scorching sun, in the field, the green ears of wheat began to turn yellow slightly; After the new rain, the trees and attractive Huangmei in the garden exude fragrance.

When the leaves fall in spring, orioles crow on the branches, which seems to be full of sadness; Flowers wither and butterflies wander among them, like lingering hatred. Sleepy-eyed, leaning against the south window alone, feeling tired, looking at the locust tree and covering the pavilion, my heart flies to the sky.

4. Enjoy the cool in summer by Li Guang in Song Dynasty.

To the west of Maoan in Xiaochidong, black magpies hide in Liu Yin. There are no wild shops on the hillside of Shaanxi, and I don't know if there is a breeze here.