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Poetry describing the scorching sun in summer

1. What are the poems about describing the summer sun

What are the poems about describing the summer sun 1. What are the poems about describing the summer sun

1. Watching the Cutting of Wheat

Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

The earthy atmosphere is full of heat, and the sky is burning on my back.

I am exhausted and don’t know the heat, but I regret that the summer is long.

Translation

My feet were fumigated by the heat from the ground, and my back was burned by the burning sun.

Exhausted, I don’t feel the heat, I just cherish the endless summer.

2. Wanqing

Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin

Living deep in Foujia City, spring is gone and summer is still clear. God's will is to pity the quiet grass, and the world will be clear at night.

Translation

A man lives a quiet life in seclusion, overlooking Jia City, spring has gone and summer is clear.

3. Sigh on a Summer Night

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

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

The wind from thousands of miles away blows my clothes.

Translation

The long days are hard to let go, and the heat is making my heart boil.

How can I summon the wind that stretches thousands of miles to blow up my clothes?

4. Jiangcun

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

The Qingjiang River hugs the village, and the Changxia River Village is quiet.

Translation

The clear river flows around the village in twists and turns. During the long summer, everything in the village looks elegant.

5. Occasional title on the dark day of March

Song Dynasty: Qin Guan

Why regret when Fang Fei is gone, the summer wood is so gloomy and pleasant.

Translation

What's so hateful about the colorful flowers withering? The trees in summer, thick and green, will also make you happy!

2. Poems describing the summer sun

Summer in the Poetry 1. I am exhausted and don’t know how hot it is, but I regret that the summer is long.

(Bai Juyi: "Guan Mao Mao") 2. Living deep in Foujia City, spring is gone and summer is still clear. (Li Shangyin: (Wanqing)) 3. The first summer is still peaceful, and the grass has not stopped.

(Xie Lingyun: (Traveling to Chishi into the Sailing Sea)) 4. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, so I open my xuan to enjoy the slight coolness. (Du Fu: "Sigh on Summer Nights") 5. Farmer Fang Xiayun, I dare to eat when I sit still.

(Dai Fuxu: "The Great Heat") 6. Everyone suffers from the heat, but I love the long summer (Li Ang: "Summer Couplet") 7. The remaining clouds close the summer heat, and the new rain brings autumn. Lan.

(Cen Shen: "Shui Pavilion Sends the Prince of Huayin Back to the County") 8. It rains continuously and you don't know the end of spring, but you can only feel the summer when it clears up (Fan Chengda: "Xiqing") 9. Qingjiang. A song hugs the village, and everything in the Changxia River Village is quiet.

(Du Fu: "Jiangcun") 10. There is no need to regret that Fang Fei is gone, Xia Mu's yang and yin are pleasant. (Qin Guan: "The Dark Sun of March." Occasionally titled "Dadi Song" Today's Iris Flowers - Li He often sees you frowning in front of the curtain under the starlight, with a little smile on his lips: "I always dream of being at the end of the world, with your broad chest and shoulders, sweating profusely "...I feel the familiar and indifferent smell of the grassland behind your ears like the sea water." The hair is a little longer, the lane is like the stamens of the calamus in the past, the eyebrows are still small and gentle, and they are always wrinkled with happiness, and the eyes are swaying like the beckoning lights. and pursuit are burning in it, burning up the last drop of illusion and reality in the heart. "In the cape, in the farthest and most remote place, the spring rain once tilted over the new leaves of the trees and the bedside clock." Among the crowd, the colors of the clothes and the The genre suggests meeting at Mulan Winery at Chuiyang Pier, behind the peaches, under the lotus pods, in the middle of the sheets, the setting sun shines on the embankment and colorful satin birds flock past your eyes. The summer is over, and the summer disappears into the sweat of the mountains where bones collide. Into the rolling river "Then I feel the separation, the whole autumn belongs to you, I am also silently missing you in the harbor." Then for some reason I forget all the promises and wake up frowning and smiling in front of a stranger's mirror , the limbs are a little weak, "I am so haggard only because of the person in my dream." 1981 Yang Mu's Sorrow in August White ducks swim in the yellow pond, the green sorghum stalks are just higher than the head, how to arrange this beating heart, a narrow road in the field , this sorrow in August? The sky has been washed away by last night's rain, and the sun casts a shadow on the hills; the sheep follow the herders into the village, and the well is covered by a big tree, which is like a heart! People say something about August, summer has passed, and autumn has not yet arrived.

But I look at the melons on the fields and the earth walls, and I still don’t understand how life is related to dreams. Lin Huiyin Xianglian. Interpretation of the clear water moving and the cool breeze, the summer is long: The clear water is moving and the wind is cool, the water is cool and the summer is long; the long summer days are cool and the wind is moving the water, the cool wind is moving the water and the green lotus is fragrant. The first summer is still peaceful, and the grass has not stopped yet - Xie Lingyun's "You" "Red Stone Entering the Sea" The mountain light suddenly sets in the west, and the moon in the pool gradually rises to the east.

Let's take advantage of the evening cool, open the pavilion and lie down in the open space. - Meng Haoran's "Summer South Pavilion" The bitter night in midsummer is short.

——Du Fu's "Summer Night Sigh" The green shade makes the day quiet, and the solitary flower represents the end of spring.

——Wei Yingwu's "Visiting the Kaiyuan Jingshe" The remaining summer cicadas have exhausted themselves, and the new autumn geese have brought in. ——Bai Juyi's "Banquet" The summer is long in the shade of green trees, and the reflection of the balcony is reflected in the pond.

The crystal curtain moves and the breeze rises, and the roses on the shelves fill the courtyard with incense. ——Gao Pian's "Summer in the Mountain Pavilion" The summer is long in the shade of green trees, the balcony is reflected in the pond, the water curtain moves in the breeze, and the roses in the courtyard are full of fragrance.

——(Gao Pian's "Summer in the Mountain Pavilion") Bringing my husband to chase the willows outside the cold, I draw the bridge on the south side and lean on the Hu bed. The moon is bright, the boat flutes are rising, the wind is still in the pond, and the lotus flowers are fragrant.

——(Qin Guan's "Enjoying the Coolness") Weng's family is placed in the scenic spot of the lake and mountain, and the path of the wild field is sloping in the shade of the locust tree. Sometimes I watch herons when the water is full, and there are frogs singing everywhere in the deep grass.

The dragon has already grown its shoots, but the wooden pen is still blooming. Sigh, old friends come and go, who comes to sleep and drink tea in the afternoon.

——(Lu You's "Residence in Early Summer") The night heat is still the same as the afternoon heat, and the moon is bright when I open the door. Where the bamboos are deep and the trees are humming with insects, there is sometimes a slight coolness just because of the wind.

——(Yang Wanli "Chasing the Cold on a Summer Night") Antonio Machado (Spain) Antonio Machado (1875-1939), a great Spanish poet of the 20th century, spent his early years in Spain He studied at the Free School of Education, received a doctorate in Madrid, and studied at the University of Paris. He also listened to Henri Bergson's philosophical lectures in Paris and was deeply influenced by him in the days to come. Later, he worked as a middle school French teacher in Solia for a long time.

After leaving Soria, he taught in Baiza, Segovia and other places, and founded the "People's University" in Segovia. In 1927, he was elected as an academician of the Spanish Royal Academy of Linguistic Sciences.

During the Republic of China, he taught at the Calderon College and the Cervantes College in Madrid. After the Spanish Civil War, the dictator Franco seized power, and he had to go into exile in France. Later, Died in Collioure. The themes of Machado's poems are: land, scenery and motherland. His early works have a modernist color. Later, he shifted from simply expressing his inner heart to intuitive "eternal poetry" that focuses on external things.

He described the natural scenery of Spain in a beautiful style, and also paid attention to social and political life. He is the leader of the famous Spanish literary school "Generation of 1998" and is concerned about the fate of Spain.

Most of his later works show profound existential views and the loneliness of the poet. The language of Machado's poems is fresh and simple, similar to Spanish folk songs that are easy to recite; they have profound connotations and delicate descriptions, but they are not refined.

The square and the bright orange trees The square and the bright orange trees hang with round and happy fruits. The noise of the young students rose in confusion from the school--the joy of their fresh voices filled the air in the shaded part of the square.

Childlike joy in the corner of the dead city! We were something we still see walking through these ancient streets! ● The bell struck twelve times.

It was a shovel. The clock struck twelve times.

It was a shovel that moved the earth twelve times. .

"It's my turn!" I shouted.

Silence Answer me: Don’t be afraid.

You will never see the last drop fall It now trembles in the dripping water clock. You will still sleep many hours on the beach here, and you will find one clear morning that your boat is tied to the other shore.

● The faint sound of the robe gently brushing the exhausted land! So much sorrow from the bells of antiquity! Dying coals are smoking in the west.

Snowy Roman ghosts walk around lighting up the stars. "Open the balcony door.

This is the time to let the ghost in.

This afternoon.

3. Poems about the summer sun

< p> Summer in the Poetry 1. I am exhausted and don’t know the heat, but I am grateful that the summer is long.

(Bai Juyi: "Guan Qiaomai") 2. Living deep in Foujia City, spring is gone and summer is still clear. : (Wate Qing)) 3. The first summer is still peaceful, and the grass has not rested.

(Xie Lingyun: (Traveling to the Akaishi Sailing Sea)) 4. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, so open the xuan to enjoy the slight coolness. (Du Fu: "Sigh on a Summer Night") 5. Farmer Fang Xiayun, I dare to eat while sitting still.

(Dai Fu: "The Great Heat") 6. Everyone suffers from the heat, but I love the long summer. : "Summer Couple") 7. The lingering clouds have brought back the summer heat, and the new rain has brought the autumn mist.

(Cen Shen: "Shui Pavilion Sends the Prince of Huayin to Return to the County") 8. The continuous rain does not know the spring. Go, you will feel the deep summer when it clears up. (Fan Chengda: "Xiqing") 9. The Qingjiang River embraces the village, and everything in the Changxia River Village is quiet.

(Du Fu: "Jiangcun") 10. Fang Feixie. There is no need to hate when you go, Xia Mu’s yang and yin are both positive and pleasant.

(Qin Guan: "Occasionally titled Song of the Embankment on the Dark Day of March Today's Iris Flowers" - Li He often saw you frowning in front of the curtain under the starlight, but still with a little smile on his lips: "I always dream of being generous at the end of the sky" My chest and shoulders are sweaty... I feel the familiar but indifferent smell of the grassland behind your ears like the sea water." The hair is slightly longer, the lane is like the stamens of the calamus in the past, and the eyebrows are still small and gentle, and the eyes are wrinkled with happiness at any time. The swaying lights are like beckons, all imaginations and pursuits are burning in it, burning away the last drop of illusion and reality in the heart. "In the cape, in the farthest and most distant place, the spring rain once tilted over the new leaves of the trees and the bedside clock." In the crowd Among them, the color and style of the clothes frequently hint at the meeting at Mulan Winery at Chuiyang Pier, behind the peaches, under the lotus pods, in the middle of the sheets, the setting sun shines on the embankment and colorful satin birds flock past your eyes. Summer is over, The summer disappears into the mountains where bones collide, and the sweat flows into the rolling river. "Then I feel the separation. The whole autumn belongs to you. I am also thinking about you silently on the harbor. It belongs to you." Then I don't know why I forget all the promises and wake up in In front of the stranger's mirror, he frowned and smiled, his limbs were a little weak. "I am so haggard only because of the person in my dream." 1981 Yang Mu's August Sorrow White ducks swam in the yellow pond, and the sorghum stalks were oily and green just above the head. How is this beating heart? Arrangement, a narrow road in the field, this sorrow in August? The sky has been washed away by last night's rain, and the hills cast a shadow on the sun; the sheep follow the herders into the village, and the well is covered under the shade of a big tree. , and it’s like the heart! No one has ever said anything about August. Summer has passed, and it’s not autumn yet.

But I look at the fields and the melons on the wall, and I still don’t understand that life is the same as dreams. What kind of connection? Lin Huiyin's interpretation of Xianglian's clear water, the cool breeze, and the long summer; No rest yet - Xie Lingyun's "Wandering the Red Rock into the Sail" The mountain light suddenly sets in the west, and the moon in the pool gradually rises to the east.

Enjoy the evening coolness, open the pavilion and lie down in the open air. "Xin Da" The bitter nights are short in midsummer, and the air is open to enjoy the slight coolness.

- Du Fu's "Sigh on Summer Nights" The green shade brings calmness during the day, and the solitary flowers represent the lingering heat. The cicadas are all gone, and the new autumn geese are coming - "Banquet" by Bai Juyi. The green trees are dense and the summer is long, and the balcony is reflected in the pond.

The crystal curtain moves and the breeze rises, and the roses fill the courtyard with fragrance. ——Gao Pian's "Summer in the Mountain Pavilion" The summer is long in the shade of green trees, the balcony is reflected in the pond, the water curtain moves in the breeze, and the whole courtyard is filled with roses and is fragrant.

——(Gao Pian's "Summer") "Summer in the Mountain Pavilion") I came to chase the willows outside and leaned on the Hu bed on the south side of the painting bridge. The moonlight was rising, the boat flutes were rising, and the wind was still in the pond and the lotus was fragrant.

- (Qin Guan's "Enjoying the Coolness". 》) Wengjia is located in the scenic spot of the lake and mountain. There are sloping wild paths in the shade of locust trees. When the water is full, you can sometimes see herons. There are frogs singing everywhere in the deep grass.

The dragons are blooming, and the wooden pen is still blooming. . Sigh, old friends come and go, who comes to sleep and drink tea in the afternoon.

Childlike joy in the corner of the dead city! We were something we still see walking through these ancient streets! ● The bell struck twelve times.

It was a shovel. The clock struck twelve times.

It was a shovel that moved the earth twelve times. .

"It's my turn!" I shouted.

Silence Answer me: Don’t be afraid.

● The faint sound of the robe gently brushing the exhausted land! So much sorrow from the bells of antiquity! Dying coals are smoking in the west.

Snowy Roman ghosts walk around lighting up the stars. "Open the balcony door.

This is the time to let the ghost in.

This afternoon.

4. Write poems about the summer sun

< p> 1. I am exhausted and don’t know the heat, but I am grateful that the summer is long. (Bai Juyi: "Guan Miao Wheat"))

2. Living deep in the city of Fujia, spring is gone and summer is still clear. (Li Shangyin: (Late) Sunny))

3. The first summer is still peaceful, and the grass has not stopped. (Xie Lingyun: (Sail in Akaishi))

4. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the Xuan Xuan is open Accepting the slight coolness. (Du Fu: "Sigh on a Summer Night")

5. Farmer Fang Xia Yun, sitting still I dare to eat. (Dai Fuzhu: "The Great Heat")

6. Everyone is It is bitter and hot, but I love the long summer. (Li Ang: "Summer Couplet")

7. The lingering clouds bring away the summer heat, and the new rain brings the autumn mist. (Cen Shen: "Water Pavilion Farewell to the King of Huayin" "The government returns to the county")

8. It rains continuously and you don't know the end of spring, but when it clears up, you will feel the depth of summer. (Fan Chengda: "Happy Clear")

9. The Qingjiang River embraces the village with a song. Everything in Changxia's Jiangcun is secluded. (Du Fu: "Jiangcun")

10. Why regret when Fang Fei is gone?

5. Sentences describing the summer sun

In July, the sun hung like a fireball in the blue sky, and the clouds seemed to be burned by the sun and disappeared without a trace.

Spring has gone with the falling flowers, and summer has come with green leaves dancing in the warm wind.

The early summer sunshine shines through the dense layers of branches and leaves, leaving traces on the ground. Sparkling spots of light the size of copper coins.

The wind blows with a slight warmth, and the cuckoo calls from time to time, telling us: "Spring has returned."

Green grass, reeds and red, white and purple wild flowers are scorched by a fiery sun hanging high in the sky, and the air is filled with a sweet and intoxicating atmosphere

July. In midsummer, there is no cloud in the blue sky, the hot sun is scorching the earth, the water in the river is hot, and the soil in the ground is smoking.

The weather is sweltering and there is not a trace of wind. The air seems to be frozen.

6. What are the poems describing the sun?

The smoke is straight in the desert, and the sun is setting in the long river - "Shi to the Fortress"

The sun rises in the east and rains in the west, but there is sunshine in the road - Liu Yuxi's "Two Poems on Bamboo Branches·Part 1"

The lotus leaves that touch the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers that reflect the sun are uniquely red. . —— Yang Wanli's "Walking off to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple"

The river and mountains are beautiful in the late morning, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass. —— Du Fu's "Two Quatrains"

When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as the fire. , the water of the river is as green as blue when spring comes - Bai Juyi's "Three Poems on Recalling the South of the Yangtze River"

1. Envoy to the fortress of the Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

The bicycle wants to ask about the side, and the country is passing by. extension. Zheng Peng left Hansai, returned to Yan and entered Hutian.

The desert is solitary and the smoke is straight, and the sun is setting over the long river. When Xiao Guan is waiting to ride, he will always protect Yan Ran.

2. Two poems about bamboo branches·One of them Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi

The willows are green and the Qingjiang River is level, and I hear the sound of people stepping on the Langjiang River.

The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. There is no sunshine but there is sunshine.

3. Seeing Lin Zifang off from Jingci Temple at dawn Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli

After all, the scenery of West Lake in June is different from that of the four seasons.

The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.

4. Two quatrains Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

The rivers and mountains in Chiri are beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass. The mud melts and swallows fly, and the sand is warm and mandarin ducks sleep.

The green birds on the river are more than white, and the blue flowers on the mountains are about to burn. This spring has come and gone again, when will it be the return year?

5. Three Poems Reminiscing about Jiangnan Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is familiar to me. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan?

When I recall the south of the Yangtze River, Hangzhou is the most memorable. Looking for osmanthus seeds in the middle of the moon in the mountain temple, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. When will we visit again!

Reminiscing about Jiangnan, followed by recalling Wu Palace. A cup of Wu wine with spring bamboo leaves, Wu Wa dances with drunken hibiscus. See you again sooner or later!

7. What are the poems describing summer?

1. I can’t bear to know the heat, but I regret that the summer is long. (Bai Juyi: "Viewing the Cutting of Wheat")

2. Living deep in Foujia City, spring is gone and summer is still clear. (Li Shangyin: (Wanqing))

3. The first summer is still peaceful, and the grass has not stopped.

(Xie Lingyun: (Traveling at Chishi and Sailing))

4. The bitter nights are short in midsummer, so open the pavilion to enjoy the slight coolness. (Du Fu: "Sigh on a Summer Night")

5. Farmer Fang Xiayun, I dare to eat when I sit still (Dai Fuxu: "The Great Heat")

6. Everyone suffers from the heat, but I love the long summer (Li Ang: "Summer Couplet")

< p> 7. The remaining clouds bring away the summer heat, and the new rain brings the mist of autumn. (Cen Shen: "Shui Pavilion Sends the Prince of Huayin to Return to the County")

8. It rains continuously and you don't know the end of spring, and you can only feel the summer when it clears up. Deep. (Fan Chengda: "Xiqing")

9. The Qingjiang River hugs the village, and everything in the Changxia River Village is quiet. (Du Fu: "Jiangcun")

10. There is no need to hate Fang Fei when she is gone. Xia Mu’s yang and yin are both positive and pleasant.

(Qin Guan: "Odd Titles on the Dark Sun in March")

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