What are the ancient poems about summer solar terms?

1, "Twenty-four Poems, Summer in June"

Tang Dynasty: Yuan Zhen

The summer heat in Sanqiu is approaching, and the forest clock moves in nine summers.

When the laurel ring opens at midnight, fireflies glow hollowly.

Guo invited Confucian scholars to meet with Pu Chang Mochi.

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

2. "Xijiang Moon is in Tianchang, just in the summer."

Yuan Dynasty: Yin Zhiping

In September, the heat is long, and the mountain behind Sanqiu is cool.

A grain and millet are gray. I hope to see the west side.

No matter how far the ends of the earth are, he will do his best to keep the mountain barren away.

Nothing is a fairyland at present. You have got rid of your fate.

Yin Zhiping is the authentic Yin Zhiping in Jin Yong's Legend of the Condor Heroes and The Condor Heroes.

3, "Summer Water Pavilion Listening to Golden Flute"

Song Dynasty: Huang Tingjian

Bamboo can sing underwater dragons, and jade people should respond to the moonlight.

When can we wash away the air and heat in autumn and make it the wind of frosty days and fallen leaves?

4. "Two songs lying in the great summer"

Song: Chen

Quickly turn to anger, high standards and elegance.

Where is the hermit's camp, in the clear shadow of the hermit.

He's former residence is like a building.

Lying in the south wind, flying in summer.

The five strings are ringing in the air, and the music is full of wild songs.

Get up, remember your last words, and analyze those who have firewood.

5, "Dianjiang Lip Title Jiangzhou Huaketang Back to Jiangxia"

Yuan Dynasty: Wang Yun

A wisp of breeze was on the couch, so the mountains gathered together.

Shaded pool trees. The rippling Yao turned over.

Red sun and red dust, in the middle of the road the day before yesterday.

People are good and bitter. Strong as ever. Hurriedly scold Wang Yangyu.

6. "Great Summer"

Song: Kong

Zeguo is already in the hot summer, and summer is still eternal.

The oven is burning and the water is shaking wildly.

Birds dare not measure, cicadas should put themselves first.

Poor flowers and leaves are good, gaunt, bitter and frosty.