Modern Yu Guangzhong
The light blue night overflows the window, and the summer is too full.
Firefly's little palace lantern, dreaming.
Dream of Tang Palace, dream of chasing little fans.
Dreaming of another summer night, a star's funeral.
Dreaming of the extension and disappearance of a moment and your exclamation,
My review, and a moment of silence.
2. Summer outside the window
Modern ancient city
The voice cried for a long time in the middle of the night, and the sun rose.
All the raindrops sparkled and turned into warm steam.
I didn't clean the glass, I know it's blue,
Every tree sticks out its hair and files castanets there.
Everyone wants to be a huge carnivorous insect, how far everything is,
We are as weak as cicadas in the morning. The wings are wet,
The leaves are thick. We are young,
I don't know anything and I don't want to know.
All I know is that dreams float,
Will take us into the day. Clouds will walk in the wind,
The lake will gather the light into a flashing mirror, and we will look at the green leaves.
I still don't want to know, I didn't clean the glass,
In dark green summer, the undulating paddles are beating.
The fish are separating from the steady current, and the laughter of the red swimsuit is disappearing.
How far everything is. That summer went on,
That voice has stopped.
3. Early summer
Modern: Gu Cheng
The dark clouds gradually thinned, and I jumped out of the round window of the moon.
Jump over the beautiful and quiet water.
Back in the village, on the new mud wall,
Grass began to grow, and every wooden door,
They are all new, as clean as acacia flowers.
Enough paper is silent, like a blank envelope,
Don't trust me, and don't trust others,
Put those who haven't woken up, acacia flowers,
Insert a pair of knockers. Let the beginning of all stories,
Full of fragrance and surprise. As the morning approaches,
Climb the tree quickly. I took off my straw hat,
Take off the habit coat and become a,
Light green cicada, yes, I'm going to scream,
The cock is old and his pale feathers hang down.
All the early girls will go to the fields.
Picking red cherries left over from spring,
Smile.
4. A summer night in the mountains
Modern Lin Yinhui
A summer night in the mountains is as deep as a bottomless pit.
Shadows, dense pine forests; There is no light around.
There is only one lamp flashing on the mountain-two lamps.
Like the eyes of the night, the eyes of the night are watching
The wind all over the mountain is crawling, like walking;
I avoided the branches and leaves everywhere, and the grass everywhere was silent.
Just running water, constantly flowing in the valley,
Stone's heart and mouth are singing.
It is even and quiet, and looks like a soft curtain under the hood.
The problem is gone, in the four corners,
Fuzzy, is this a dream snooping?
The night elephant prayed and silently looked forward to it.
Deep and gloomy piety spreads in silence.
5. Xiahe
Modern? Lin chengwu
That beautiful lotus pond, this summer lotus;
Green lotus leaves, like handfuls of big umbrellas,
Covering the fierce sunshine; Rhizomes are staggered,
Like a slender willow tree, I seem to be lying under the tree to enjoy the cool;
Look at those bright lotus flowers, some of which are as white as snow.
Some are as red as Chardonnay; The fluttering wind,
Blowing quietly, let the lotus blossom,
A faint scent; That round of lotus,
Slightly exposed, like a lotus seed pearl;
Look at this quiet lotus pond, a green frog,
Frogs croak with touching melodies, which is really intoxicating.