Are there any poems describing the summer in Anhui?

Early summer: early summer on the pool, Bai Juyi's spring pool is easy to accumulate water, the spring pool is late, and there are many summer trees. 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. In the early summer, Sima Guang was sunny in April, and it rained at the beginning, and Nanshan became a clear household. There is no catkin because of the wind, but the sunflower is sunny. In early summer, the theme of Xu Yin's plays is: at dawn, the fragrant wind blows, the lotus blooms and the roses fall. The caterpillar also imitated Zhuang Zhoumeng and turned into a butterfly flying in the South Garden. In early summer, bamboo shadows cover the secluded windows, and birds sing in the sunset. Xie Que begonia flies out of the floc, and the weather is getting longer and longer. In early summer, the water in Daimin Duck Pond in Bird 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. Early summer nap, Yang Wanli plum folic acid soft teeth, banana green 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. In early summer, Sadulla's fish and shrimp splashed out of the net on Huai 'an Road, and Mei Xingqing was already in the branch. The trees are full of gentle sunshine and spring rain, and pedestrians are on time in April. In the early summer, Qian Qi's life experience was full of hatred, and it was a magic to go to the hospital in disorder. How lonely the calyx is in spring, and Ye Yingqing welcomes summer. Good birds shake deep trees, while beautiful women wear purple flowers. The troops can't read poetry, and the scenery is poor. In the early summer, Lu has guests and sits in the Lu. Li Bian has a small population and a long road. The waterfall contains autumn interest, and the vine leads to cool summer. Wonderful god covers the dragon, and the radius pool is on the lotus. Only when you catch all the green ghosts can you spend your honeymoon in Tian Bai. Knowing the monarch stimulates strange algae and also inherits the sea corner. In the early summer, Li Shimin changed from spring to summer, and birds were singing and flowers were fragrant overnight. Yin and Yang leaves are deep and shallow, and light smoke is heavy in the morning and evening. The warbler is still ringing in the temple, and the horizontal silk is in the sky. Pei Gaolan's shadow is connected with fine grass. The green scales are on the side, in front of the xuanyan dance eaves. Why Fenyang, only after the mountain spring. In early summer, I occasionally became a Duan Keji Dongfeng curtain, and the plum was half Huang's. Hosta slightly awakens a drunken dream, but opens two or three branches. Xiaoying cried the first time she slept. Tired of playing chess, banana blossoms, walking in lakes and mountains, and writing poems with crayons. Midsummer: Li Bai lazily shook the white feather fan of Shan Ye in summer, naked in the green forest. Take off the headscarf and hang it on the rock wall, leaving the cool breeze between the pines and the pines overhead. On a summer night, I sigh that Du Fu is immortal, and the inflammation is toxic to the 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. The north city is sad and the stork flies. When the situation is troublesome, you will be tired, and when you think hard, you will be healthy. 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. Weixia flowers bloom, summer strips are green and dense, and Zhu calyx is fresh. At noon on a hot day, a raging fire is burning. Turn the wind into chaos and return to the United States according to the water. The words between the windows are full of brilliance. In summer, Wei's heart has been hurting. How can it hurt forever? No one stays up during the day and sits alone in the mountains. When you are enlightened, you are troubled, and you learn to be empty. Habit is easy to invade, but sorrow is hard to recover. The mountain pavilion in summer, the tall trees are dark and long in summer, and the balcony reflects into the pool. The crystal curtains are blowing gently, and the roses are fragrant. In summer, boarding a bus and building a pavilion, Cai Que screens a carnation square bed, and in the afternoon, the book thrower is tired of dreaming for a long time. When I was sleeping, I laughed alone, and several fishing flutes were in the blue waves. Try summer (a book poem) and it will be awesome. Hills are warm fans, and hot summer days are embarrassing. Fire is arrogant and wild, fearing the scenery. The potential is good, and the job is good. The Forbidden City is full of candles and the ecliptic is lonely. The setting sun is empty and the sunset glow is rolling. How to get tired of wandering, wandering alone in the middle. In midsummer, the wind and rain are endless, and you are at home in the south, which is new every year. After the shad came out, the warbler was noisy, and when the plums were ripe, the wind and rain frequently closed the cover and dared to be a guest with fellow practitioners, but Sang Ma did not reduce his avoidance of the Qin people. The setting sun is even bleaker, and the shadows are clear and the towel is in tune. Xijiang moonlit tour of Huangsha Road, Xin Qiji moonlit surprise magpie, midnight breeze chirping. 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. [Yat Sen] Li Shangyin lives in the city, and it is still clear in spring and 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. Wu Ge's "Summer Nocturnal" is not standing on the wall, attracting all winds. Hit the business, move Nong with a smile. Repeatedly, I failed to give up my account. Don't wait for my plastic surgery. There is no joy in early spring, but more sadness in autumn and winter. * * * In the hot summer months, I still feel that the two have a harmonious relationship. Don't fall in love in spring, but love lasts longer in summer. Whose is Luo Zhang? When do you have a pillow for two? Fold the fan on the bed and think about the wind in the distance. Lightly sleeved with Chinese makeup, I climbed onto the platform gracefully. Han Tao has already eaten, and Lang gave him a acacia fan. I feel the same way. I'll meet you in the blue room. Silkworm rearing is over, and thinking about women is still bitter. Take care of your clothes in summer and give them to pedestrians. Deng Chao balcony, in Xi Sulanchi. Pick hibiscus under the moon and get lotus seeds every night. It's quiet in summer and dusk in Xia Yun. Hand in hand under the dense leaves, floating melons sink into the Zhu Li. The midsummer moon was steaming and the lake roared. Hibiscus began to produce leaves, but the flowers were not lotus flowers. Seeing Dai Qingfan, Sanchun has returned. The magpie changed its original tune, and cicadas sang in the forest. Spring peaches are red at the beginning, but they are afraid of blushing. Zhu Xia's flowers have fallen. Who will look for them again? In the past, the spring breeze did not rise, but now it is still in summer. Not me. I stayed too long. The lotus is covered with water, and the hibiscus flowers are red and fresh. Lang sees me, and I want to conceive lotus. Four Zhou Furong pools, Zhu Tang without walls. Precious jade bed, gentle Ren Shihuai. Hehe, the sun is full moon, no fan, no fan. My gentle and graceful Yao Tainv, smelting game cool hall. Mulberry leaves in spring and silkworms in summer. Tie the machine day and night, and it has already become a horse. Knowing that I have endured three summers, I am very independent today. The incense towel brushed the jade mat, and Lang went upstairs to sleep. Light is not heavy color, and the wind is not cold. When did the dog days pass? Xu Nong's powder makeup. Summer is not a holiday, and all worries are lingering. Rowing in Furong Lake, thinking about lotus seeds. [Midnight Wu Ge Chivalrous Song] Author: Li Bai, on the Jinghu Lake stretching for miles, there are clusters of lotus flowers in full bloom. Lunatone is picking lotus here, and all the people who come to see him are very anxious. Less than a month after returning home, she was elected to the palace. After all, in mid-June, the scenery of the West Lake 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. Xie Lingyun's first summer was peaceful, and the grass didn't rest. Water stays in the morning and evening, and the clouds are repeated. Zhou Lan is very tired, but Kuang is very poor. There is steady flow after Sichuan, but Jason Wu does not send it. Sail for quarrying, hang seats to meet the sea and the bright moon. The rise has no clue, and the virtual boat has surpassed it. Loyalty and light-heartedness inspire others, and they are eager for help. Unfortunately, there is not enough fame and fortune, but what suits you can be ignored. Please attach a public statement, but thank you for your deletion. Qu Yuan wind lotus [Ming] Wang Yanna ancient pillow lotus pond, the wind hesitated to brew incense. You are so honored. Ling Boxian is drunk, and the brocade skirt is afraid of new coolness. Summer night is a dream of red mansions, the beauty dreams long, and the golden cage parrot calls tea soup. The windows are bright and clean, the musk deer moon opens the palace mirror, and the house is full of fragrance. Amber cups are slippery and glass sills are cool. Shuige moves everywhere, and the curtain rolls up the evening makeup of Zhulou.