What are the limerick poems in the long summer in the twenty-four solar terms?

Everything is full of vitality in the long summer, which is a good season for writing poems. Since ancient times, many literati have written poems in the long summer, and many classic poems have been handed down to this day for future generations to pay tribute to. Among so many classic poems, do you know which ones were written by poets for the long summer? Let's enjoy the classic poems handed down to this day.

Summer in the mountain pavilion

(Author: Gao Pian)

Green trees, deep shadows, long summer, the reflection of the tower in the pond.

The water curtain swayed in the breeze, and the roses in the courtyard smelled sweet.

Early summer

(Author: Lu You)

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.

Early summer seclusion

(Author: Lu You)

The lakes and mountains are the best place to put Weng's house, and the locust trees are shaded.

When the lake overflows, egrets fly in the air and frogs hum by the lake.

The dragon has turned back to shoot bamboo shoots, and the wooden pen still blooms the first flower.

Alas, let bygones be bygones, who * * * will sleep in afternoon European tea.

Look at three songbirds

(Author: Bai Yuchan)

Fresh and happy, flowers outside the curtain are like red tears.

It's the last spring of the long summer, how to stop singing birds everywhere.

Quatrain

(Author: Wang Chen)

After tea and jasmine, spring breeze and rain are no longer chased.

However, it is sunny in the long summer, and the staff have nothing to do to see the green leaves.

Twelve explanations of early summer

(Author: Yang Wanli)

Judging from the teaching order, it seems that dust makes lazy.

But pomegranate grows in summer and blooms every year.

Xiqing

(Author: Zhang Yuchu)

The fantasy of long summer, the happiness of leisure for a while.

Trees increase the depth of rain, and streams are sparsely populated.

Sunset shines on bamboo, and garden flowers fall beside books.

Over the years, I have been lazy, clumsy and lonely.