Solar terms in ancient poetry and summer heat

Summer is the hottest solar term in a year. Yu Wenmi, I have sorted out ancient poems about solar terms and heat. Welcome to appreciate and learn from them.

Once upon a time in the Song Dynasty in Daxia

As soon as the sun passes, the breeze is nowhere to be found.

Books talk about pillows, melons and fruits rise and fall.

Lan ruojing is quiet and quiet, and the hair is deep.

Inflammation and steaming are like this, and yin is more precious.

The full text of Shen's Late Sitting in Song Dynasty

Extreme heat is inevitable, and it looks cool and safe.

Clouds are not cloudy, bamboo trees are clear.

The sea is near the wind, and the mountains are high and easy to sink.

Seeing the bright moon for no reason, fireflies are more chaotic.

And Wang Dingguo's two songs "I don't know the song".

The poor good moon looks like a good man, and I'm going to recruit it into the window.

People say it will be a hot summer, and you can see thousands of stars.

When I miss you, my reflection is on the moon, as clear as a fairy column.

I'm sleeping and worrying about the sunrise. I'm riding home.

Like Xian Zhai and Zhu Song, once upon a time.

It's too hot, and Xiao Xuan started talking again.

Just look at the bamboo sitting, there is no need for the wind to come.

Why not plant it in the twelfth lunar month?

Ye xuyu, there is a sentence urging the canal.

On the second day after Qixi, the gentlemen met Song with a cocktail party.

The sun was shining high last night, and Yu Guangyou took this photo of Hejin.

And I'm glad that summer is cruel, and I'm even humiliated by you.

There is a letter when flowers are brewed in the court, and the lotus in the basin is green and grows new.

Clouds swept away the sky without me, and I stood on my back and looked at half the moon.

Summer drama presents Zhang Lei in Xigu Song Dynasty.

I sweated on the Huaihe River last year, and I'll know in a week.

Why not moisten the summer with soil and watch the autumn with fire?

It's always hard to laugh at your temples, but you're all wandering around them.

I'm afraid I'll brag about my capacity for liquor in front of the bottle and talk nonstop with a wave of my hand.

He Zhi wrote a book about Xia Lei.

Thank you for coming if the door is closed for a long time. If you are afraid of heat, you will be empty.

Green attracts tender moss to keep bird prints, and green hangs residual leaves with insect books.

What are the merits of cold springs coming out of wells? Invite cool rice for nothing.

What do you mean by sea bass when the west wind is bleak?

On the night of June 18th, Sima Guang was very hot in the Song Dynasty.

Old willow is noisy and desolate.

Human feelings suffer from the heat, so what if autumn is crisp?

Comb your hair before the wind when it rains cold water on the moon.

How to stay up late to pay tribute to the public?

In summer, Panasonic played two songs, Chen Tianrui's song.

Wei Yan has no arrogance and no business.

In the vast sea of clouds, dragons can't see.

I am a gardener, but I used to be a leading rafter.

Everything has been restored, and ten years is empty and bold.

The pavilions are loose and the ponds are blooming.

Fen Qing mud pollutes itself, but the roots are solid and the waves shake.

During the whole day, I felt lonely.

Evening fragrance, and look at this autumn.

Song Fang Hui was in the midsummer of June.

Dividing the sky into four steps, the most bitter thing is steaming.

Now I don't need desire, but I can't suffer from it.

It's going to rain again. Who knows how to hide ice?

Human resources return to yuan, and life depends on it.

Six topics Lingyan Temple Song Bianyu

Bending index is the most hidden of the four absolute indexes.

This scene is the best in the world, not just Dongzhou.

Jathyapple is full of white rocks, clouds and rain.

Ganquan pours down the mountainside, and the holy day pierces the rock head.

I don't know summer in the heat, but autumn is as refreshing.

The wind is high, the pine nuts fall, and the clock is floating in the sky.

The founder gave birth to Shi Lang, and the ancient temple is like a state.

People who are clever are mistaken by cleverness. Why?

The old monk smiled at each other, so he was always poor.

Move out of Penglai Island and wait for my fairy to swim.

Jingtangshu Story Song Caixiang

Don't learn from others and don't learn too deeply.

Don't learn to slow down the world and go with the flow.

In the daytime, it is difficult to judge right and wrong.

There is no vulgar depilator, and it is too loud.

The heat is bitter and turbid, and the clear spring flows in Gao Cen.

Martyrs have no love, so it is necessary to find them.