Ancient poems of the twenty-four solar terms and summer heat
Toxic fever sends Jane Cui to comment on Tang Du Fu, sixteen younger brothers.
It's hot in summer, and it's lucky, so Jingyang doesn't know autumn.
There are collapsed wings under the forest and no boats in the water.
Thousands of rooms, but sweep the floor, close the door and rest the staff.
I am unhappy when I am old, and I am worried when I travel.
It is difficult to release an empty bed when a poisonous snake is dying.
On a hot night, the candle is bright and affectionate.
Open your chest and look at your brother-in-law.
Binding with negative barbs, connected into resistance repair.
When I am in first frost, I will meet Linjiang Tower.
Carrying great changes in meaning, satirizing poets and the like.
Being different in the same generation is not a question of seeking a physical examination.
The emperor's special envoy's body and faith are excellent virtues.
Chu only chose Qi Zi, and Hanyuan belonged to Hua Yi.
The short chapter goes straight to my heart, and the reason is for those who know.
Bai Juyi of Xiao Xia in Tang Dynasty
Why do you have to worry about the heat in summer and end up in the hospital?
There is nothing in front of me but the breeze under the window.
A calm mind radiates heat, and a calm life is empty.
It's hard to get along more comfortably with others at this time.
Dengshuge is the knot of Tang and Yuan Dynasties.
It's very hot in summer, try to climb the gazebo.
With the porch, you can't breathe, and suddenly you are born in autumn.
The host is free, and I pour the wine.
Don't be different when sitting, don't hate being drunk.
No one listens to the song, no one surprises the waves.
Looking back again and again, four styles come to mind.
Who can keep the tassel, and the sun will be in disaster?
Please recite this meaning so that people who are confused can listen.
Xia Shuige listens to Jin's blowjob and Jane's.
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?
Mangjiang mangrove Liu Song sauce bamboo shoots
Nanpu green waves, only dilapidated, pedestrians walk.
Although there are only 90 thousand, Tianchi Chunbi.
Luan 'er and his wife, Feng's friends are competing with each other, and Gulls and herons have known each other in the air.
Going to Yutang and reading Xijiang in the sky is not what it used to be.
A business trip is better than leaving.
It makes people feel old and empty.
But when you are cold, pine and cypress are happy.
Fortunately, cleaning up debts is not as good as having sex in Jinmen.
Overlooking the earth, it is hot in summer and breezy.
In summer, I called Dai Bo and Song Youmao.
The breeze refuses to come, and the hot sun refuses to dusk.
Under the mountain forest all my life, it is quite scattered.
There is an official in charge of the king's affairs. He is on his way.
I am not shy, but also sleepy.
I can't believe I'm in love with cowpea. I'm free from bondage.
There is no camp in the local area, floating here.
Yuan Ming should laugh at people, and there is no return.
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 the heat of June, the Song Dynasty made a comeback.
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.
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.
Summer drama presents Zhang Lei in Xigu Song Dynasty.
Last year, I sweated at the Huaihe River, and I knew it 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.