Wandering on the lotus pond in the evening heat

Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty

The thin grass shakes its head and suddenly reports to the farmer, and the draped lapel blocks the west wind.

The lotus flowers are still sad and hot in the dusk, and their lower faces are hidden deep in the green umbrellas.

What Magpie Bridge Immortal·Jiyou Mountain Calligraphy Sees

Song Dynasty·Xin Qiji

Songgang escapes the summer heat, and thatched eaves shelter from the rain. How many times do you come and go when you are free?

Drunk, I held the strange stone and looked at the flying spring, but it was back to where I woke up.

The east family takes a wife, the west family returns a daughter, and they laugh and talk in front of the lighted door.

It creates the fragrance of thousands of hectares of rice and flowers, spending every night and dew every day.

Great Heat

Song Dynasty·Dai Retrospection

The world is a big kiln, and the sun charcoal cooks for six months.

Everything is made of pottery, so why should anyone complain about the heat?

You see that Baigu is in autumn, and it is also the result of summer heat.

The water in the field is boiling like soup, and the sweat on the back is as wet as splashing.

Farmer Fang Xiayun, sit still and I dare to eat!

Great Summer

Song Dynasty: Zeng Ji

When the red sun passes, the breeze is nowhere to be found.

Talking about scriptures and pillow books, melons and plums are full of ups and downs.

The orchids are quiet and quiet, and the grass is deep and deep.

The heat is like this, but it is even more regrettable to be separated from the yin.

Poems about the Twenty-Four Qi in the Great Heat in June

Tang Dynasty: Yuan Zhen

The Great Heat and the Three Autumns are approaching, and the Lin Zhongjiu Summer has moved on.

The cinnamon wheel blooms in the middle of the night, and the fireflies illuminate the sky.

The wild rice fruit invites Confucian guests, and the wild rice pu grows into a pond of ink.

The crimson yarn is rolled up, and the history is waiting for the wind to blow.

It was a hot day on the night of June 18th

Song Dynasty: Sima Guang

The old willows were noisy and the deserted courtyard was shining brightly.

Human relationships are in the bitter heat, but things are already startling autumn.

I bathe in the cold water under the moon and comb my white hair in front of the wind.

How to pay homage to the duke in the middle of the night.

Listening to Jin Qing’s family Zhaohua playing the flute in Dashu Water Pavilion

Song Dynasty: Huang Tingjian

Qizhu can chant the dragon under the water, and the beautiful woman should be in the moonlight.

When is it time to wash away the heat of the autumn sky and scatter the fallen leaves in the frosty sky?

On June 17, the great heat cannot be passed away, and even the beginning of autumn will be gone

Song Dynasty: Lu You

How can the mighty sun be easily destroyed by fire? The clouds are pressing down on Cui Wei in the house.

I am sleepy but I like Qizhou's bamboo mat, and I am afraid of wine and can't help but drink the Heshuo cup.

People look at the Xijian Pavilion as noon passes, and the sky regrets that misfortune has come in autumn.

Think carefully about how much the remaining summer heat can do, and I often take advantage of the bucket handle every night.

Drinking Alone Under the Bamboo in the Great Heat

Song Dynasty: Zheng Gangzhong

Hsinchu grows denser and denser, and bamboo leaves grow more numerous.

Out of the four different windows, both the small and large are decorated with lanterns.

The heat is so strong that it threatens to burn the mountains and mountains.

Youran, this gentleman, is not allowed to come here.

The wind is as pleasant as the wind, and it also makes my face happy again.

Huang staggered the bamboo stems and put in the crook of the moon.

The green shade follows it, and the broken jade is dappled with light.

I hold a large bottle of wine, hoping to have fun with the wind and the moon.

The breeze does not leave me alone, and the moon does not say a word.

Drinking alone makes you drunk, and the dream is cool and the world is wide.

Great Heat

Song Dynasty: Kong Pingzhong

Zeguo has been in hot summer, but summer is still eternal.

The flames of the furnace are blazing, and the wild water is swaying.

The flying birds dare not fly, but the singing cicada should be worried about itself.

Poor flowers and leaves are good, haggard and withered by frost.

The moon in Xijiang is long in the sky, and it is the time of great heat. After returning to the mountains, it is just the right time

Yuan Dynasty: Yin Zhiping

The summers are long and hot in the ninth summer, and the mountains are cool in the third autumn. .

A river of rice and millet is growing green. It's promising to see Xicheng.

As far as the ends of the world are concerned, the mountains and deserts outside the customs are as far as the eye can see.

At present, nothing happens and it is a fairyland. And be open-minded and free-spirited.

Song Dynasty: Liu Zihui

The Great Summer Calligraphy with Chao Yingzhi

The gate has been closed for a long time to thank the incoming cars, and the small pavilion is empty especially if it is afraid of the heat.

The green leaves are covered with tender moss, leaving bird seals, and the remaining green leaves are covered with insect seals.

What's the use of the cold spring coming out of the well? Bai Yu's trick of inviting coolness has been neglected.

Waiting for the west wind to rustle, how will you feel about the green perch and silver fish?

In the Great Heat, Jiang Mingya and Sou Xizai climbed to the Qingwei Pavilion at night

Song Dynasty: Fu Cha

The soil is moist and the new gold is flowing, and the sun is shining in the pavilion at noon.

The sun shines in the sky, and the red light shines through the thick soil.

The noise of birds is gone, the frogs and earthworms are chirping in the grass.

The book collar resists dust, and the thatched eaves protect the environment.

Bees and flies clutter the rope bed, and mosquitoes and flies hide in thunder and drums.

The brown fly dares to insult you, but the blue fly dares to insult you.

Avoid noise and worry about nothing, but vomit only three times when eating.

Before the wind shakes the basket, the sweat has already turned into rain.

Who can quickly win the crown?

How can I feel dizzy with flowers and feel like wisps of energy when I sit there?

There are tall buildings in the south, which suddenly block Huayu.

I’m tired of picking at my clothes. The staff is stooped with sorrow.

In a moment, I knocked on the clouds, and the fluttering waves opened the cave.

The new coolness is coming, and the old heat is getting better.

The clear pond surges with waves, sparsely passing through the huts yesterday.

The night air is frosty, and the moon is shining brightly.

The black magpie flies back tiredly, and the swimming fish are clear and can be counted.

Precious fruits are carried on a golden plate, and clear conversation is shaken by jade dust.

The crowd is roaring, and the dream is vivid.

Why should you eat fine wine and become hairy overnight?

The Great Heat in June of Yiwei

Yuan Dynasty: Fang Hui

The four seasons of heaven are equally divided, and the most bitter is the heat.

I must have no desires, and I can’t help myself.

It should be Min Yu, who knows how to hide the ice.

Human power returns to the original creation, which is the basis for life.

The Great Summer Remains in Zhao Bodai

Song Dynasty: You Miao

The breeze refuses to come, and the scorching sun refuses to twilight.

I have been living under the mountains and forests all my life.

One official is doing the king’s work, but three times he is on the road.

I am not a child in bed, but I am also running in poverty.

He actually loves Zu Dou, and he is safe and free from restraint.

What kind of business can there be in this mere place?

Yuan Ming should laugh at people, but he will not go back if he knows the truth.

Great Heat

Song Dynasty: Huang Shang

Sweat is like steaming on the silk kudzu, and there are clouds and thunder in the sky, but no spirit.

How can I forget my form today if I have grown up to be immortal?

I finally got tired of shaking the fan, and wanted to topple the golden lei but I was afraid to wake up.

When I step on the ice with my bare feet, I doubt it will be stable, and I look for the clear cold under the forest.

The Great Heat

Ming Dynasty: Liang Xian

The Great Heat is outside the river, and the boats are shaded by green trees.

Who is willing to come and ponder alone?

I only feel the pain of inflammation, not related to old age and illness.

Unable to explore Yu’s point, this is Yao Cen.

On June 22nd, in the hot summer, I was sitting under the locust tree in the west of the wall, doing some work

Ming Dynasty: Cheng Minzheng

The fire outside the door was blazing, and a path was opened to the west of the wall. .

The ancient tiles are left in the setting sun, and the locust trees grow tall in the cool breeze.

Birds and people are happy together, and poetry comes with the scenery.

With no reason to break the silence, the boy enters the Bingmei.

Great Heat

Jin Dynasty: Zhao Yuan

Dry clouds flew into the sky and set fire to the sky, and the day was as muddy as falling into a steamer.

If you don’t go to the Guanghan Ice and Snow Cave, how much wind can there be on the head of the fan?

Enjoying the coolness in the new house during the Great Summer and the rhyme of Xiaozi

Song Dynasty: Ge Shengzhong

In the later days of the Jin Dynasty, the weather was soft and soft for three days, and the drought was burning and the power was like a panic.

The well of fire is boiling and the smoke is burning, and the old man is old and ignorant.

I live in a swamp, surrounded by deep water.

The good wind comes from the south, like the dew gate opening to the sky.

Just like a guest chatting on the ice, there is a pavilion facing the deep pool from the rain.

It’s true that Liangcao grows in the cold, and the sun shines brightly to turn against the greed.

I am so poor that I have no money or money, and I am hungry and greedy.

The empress is extremely pitiful and pityful, so she won’t let you talk about tolerance after being cooked.

In the royal city, Gungun wears a court shirt and rides on his horse, sweating like a vermilion.

Escape alone to wait for the fish to swim, sit and enjoy the pleasure, feeling ashamed.

Great Summer Opera Presented to Xigu

Song Dynasty: Zhang Lei

Last year, I sweated against the Huaihe River, and I didn’t know the cold and heat would come again week after week.

Why not let the soil be moist and stay warm during the summer heat? Watch the popular weather in autumn.

The hair on the temples is always white and difficult to smile, and it is leisurely to visit the temple and travel together.

I am afraid that in front of the bottle, I will praise my drinking capacity and wave a hundred bottles without saying anything.

One of two poems: Lying Up Under the Pines in the Great Heat

Song Dynasty: Chen Tianrui

Quickly turn to the splendid and elegant style.

Where can a hermit camp? Under the clear shade of the tree.

The former residence is full of grain and millet, and the curtains look like buildings.

Lying beside the south wind, dreaming about Yuxia.

The five-stringed strings are singing in the sky, and the songs are filling the fields.

Get up and remember the remaining notes, analyze the salary and find the woodcutter.

Xia Poems

Southern and Northern Dynasties: Xu Mian

Xia Jing was tired of the house, so he sat on the table and played with flowers.

The lotus shadows are slanting against the green, and the lotus shadows are divided into reds.

At this time, you can avoid the heat and the clear bottles are not empty.

Summer in the Mountain Pavilion

Gao Pian of the Tang Dynasty

The summer is long in the shade of green trees, and the reflection of the tower is into the pond.

The crystal curtain moved and the breeze rose, and the roses filled the courtyard with incense.

Summer in the mountains

Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

Lazy shaking the white feather fan, naked in the green forest.

Take off your towel and hang it on the stone wall, exposing the top to let in the pine breeze.

Dure sent Jian Cui to the sixteenth brother Cui Pingshi

Du Fu of Tang Dynasty

The great summer brings golden energy, and Jingyang does not know the autumn.

There are fallen wings under the forest, and no boats in the water.

Summer Night Sigh

Du Fu

The sun will never fade, the scorching heat poisons my intestines.

The wind from thousands of miles away blows my clothes.

The bright moon comes out of Haotian, and the dense forest spreads light.

The bitter nights in midsummer are short, so open the xuan to enjoy the slight coolness.

Summer

Wei Yingwu

It is said that the heart is painful, but how can it last forever?

No one sleeps during the day and sits alone in the mountains in silence.

Wu Dan will be relieved of his worries and learn the realm of empty common people.

Accumulated customs are easy to invade, but worries are difficult to recover from.

Deng Shu Pavilion

Tang·Yuan Jie

It’s a hot season, so I’ll try Deng Shu Pavilion.

Pingxuan has not yet breathed out, and suddenly the autumn air comes into being.

Since the master has a lot of free time, I will drink as much as he can.

There is no difference between sitting and sitting, how can I hate being drunk and waking up.

No one listens to your romantic songs, and no one is surprised by your romantic words.

Every time I look back, my mind is filled with confusion.

Who can keep the tassel and wear it, and be exposed to disasters every day?

Please recite this meaning and make those who are confused listen.

Yingying

Xu Wei of the Tang Dynasty

The moon falls in the night sky of the west tower, passing through the curtains and reaching the roof of the room.

The stream of light is comparable to the rows of pearls, and the fire will not burn in the elms and willows.

Illuminating the yellow scroll characters one by one, gently transforming into green bushes.

If you want to know when to wait for it, the hot summer breeze will come in early June.

Occasionally made during the summer day

Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty

Nanzhou is as drunk as wine in the hot summer, and it is almost as if it is a deep sleep and the north door is open.

At noon, I slept alone without any sound, and the mountain boy knocked on the tea mortar across the bamboo.

Sales of Summer

Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

How to relieve summer heat by sitting in a courtyard.

There is nothing growing in front of me, but there is a breeze under the window.

Heat is dissipated by calming the mind, and coolness makes the room empty.

At this time, I am content with myself, and it is difficult to be like others.

Liu Consort's water pavilion to escape the summer heat

Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty

Thousands of poles of bamboo and emerald green lotus flowers, the water pavilion is empty and cool, and the jade mat is empty.

The red amber cup is suspected of leaking wine, while the crystal curtain is more airy.

A bowl full of ice is given, filled with vermilion, and a plate full of French delicacies covers the green cage.

Spend the whole day enjoying yourself and avoid the heat, and cherish your mastership again and again.

It was a hot night on June 18th

Sima Guang of the Song Dynasty

The old willow trees were noisy and the deserted courtyard was shining brightly.

Human relationships are in the bitter heat, but things are already startling autumn.

I bathe in the cold water under the moon and comb my white hair in front of the wind.

How to pay homage to the prince in the middle of the night.

Song of the Cave Immortal

Su Shi of the Song Dynasty

Ice muscles and jade bones, naturally cool and sweat-free.

The water palace is full of fragrance when the wind blows.

The embroidered curtain is open, and a bright moon peeks out at people.

People are not sleeping, and their hairpins and hairpins are lying on their pillows.

Getting up and holding hands, there is no sound in the courtyard.

Sometimes I see sparse stars crossing the river.

How is the night?

It is the third watch of the night, the golden waves are light, and the jade rope is turning low.

But when does the west wind come, it doesn’t change secretly in the passing years.

Cranes soaring into the sky, written by Changshou Township, Lishui

Song Dynasty, Zhou Bangyan

The plum rain is coming, and the summer breeze is gentle. There are many cicadas in tall willow trees.

The small garden terrace is far away from the pond. The fish plays with the new lotus.

Tulle kitchen, light feather fan. The pillow is cold and the mat is cool in the deep courtyard.

The mood is at this time. Nothing happens to the little fairy.

Bitter heat

Huang Gongdu of the Song Dynasty

The jade well is not cold in the morning, and the eaves are about to burn in the afternoon.

The moon shakes to look at the painting basket, and the pomegranate spits out the red dress.

The wild fields are like fire, and the strange peaks are like clouds.

The clothes and scarves are covered with thorns, and there are people working on the exposed backs.

Bitter heat

Lu You of the Song Dynasty

Thousands of tiles and scales are like fire dragons, and the sun's chariot does not move and melts with sweat.

Without the feathers and feathers, I sit in the steaming cauldron.

There are dreams in the cold springs of stone streams, and curling balls and fans are in vain.

The remaining power is still terrifying in the evening, and the setting sun is full of red after bathing.