Nine poems, watch the poet "elegantly" complain about the hot weather
Although it is only the beginning of July, the high temperatures across the country can be described as wave after wave.
Modern people often complain directly, "This damn weather is so hot," or jokingly say, "It's not naivety that defeats me, it's the naive heat," or they rejoice, "This summer, my life is on the line." It's the air conditioner." I don't have a good impression of summer.
So, in ancient times when there were no air conditioners or electric fans, how did the poets who endured the scorching sun and high temperatures describe the weather? Did they, like us, simply and directly complain about the hot weather? What about high temperatures?
"No, we are different!" Poets will probably tell you this.
Speaking of the Sun
Nine poems, watch the poet "elegantly" complain about the hot weather
Zhu Rongnan comes to whip the fire dragon, and the fire flag burns the sky red.
The sun's disk will not move away at noon, and all nations will be like being in a torrential furnace.
——Wang Hub's "Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·Bitter Retreat"
"The god of fire drove the fire dragon from the south, and the flames burned the sky red. The scorching sun stayed in the sky. , Reluctant to leave for a long time, the earth is in a fiery oven."
When it comes to heat, there is no mention of the sun:
The scorching sun is in the sky, like a raging fire burning the sky.
Can it not be hot?
It’s all the fault of the sun.
The sun is to blame for the high temperatures!
Talk about all things
The great heat exposes all things, and all things cannot escape.
The dry ones want to produce fire, and the liquid ones want to shed ointment.
Birds hate their feathers, and animals hate their hair.
——Mei Yaochen's "Bitter Heat with Cai Zhongmou"
Dry firewood can create a fierce fire, and liquid can boil into paste; birds think there are too many feathers, and animals think the fur is too thick. It’s so hot that even birds and animals don’t want their fur anymore. It’s so hot that it’s so hot that it’s so hot that it’s so hot that it’s so hot that it’s so hot that it’s so hot that even birds and animals don’t want their fur anymore!
Give up, birds and beasts,
Don’t think about escaping, it’s hot everywhere anyway.
Since I can no longer resist,
why not just lie down and "enjoy"
this heaven-given sauna.
Talking about sweating
Nine poems, watch the poet "elegantly" complain about the hot weather
There is no breeze at all when the awning is lifted, and only sweat is like pulp when waving the fan .
——Yang Wanli "Bitter Ripe on the Second Day of May"
The water in the field is boiling like soup, and the back is dripping with sweat.
——Dai Huihu’s "Five Hot Songs"
In such a hot summer, sweating is inevitable. There was no wind, and people kept sweating. What was even worse was that the more they fanned, the more they sweated, and the sweat flowed like liquid.
Boss, please give me another pack of Qingfeng. Oh no, there were no paper towels in ancient times, and sweat towels were rare, so just let the sweat flow freely.
Talking about sleep
I have a lot of troubles while sleeping, and I tilt the bed tiredly.
The sweat is like sweat, and the slight wind is like soup.
—— Xiao Gang's "Bitter Heat Journey"
If it's too hot, can you sleep to escape the heat wave? No, even if you are Emperor Xiao Gang of the Northern and Southern Dynasties.
Summer days like this make people restless and sleepless.
Not only that, if the person moves even a little, his clothes will be soaked with sweat, and even the wind will be like boiling water.
Suffering from this "torture", he could only sigh: Yanyang must be pulled by six dragons to run wildly in the sky.
Speaking of being upset
The red sunflower grows ears when it rains, and the green jujube branches grow when there is no wind.
When people are wet and sweaty, when cicadas are roaring in the forest.
——Chao Buzhi's "Midsummer Events"
I can't feel the slightest breeze, I'm hot and can't sleep, I'm sweating so much that I'm upset, but I'm not far away There is also a large group of cicadas in the steaming forest, making endless noises like a perpetual motion machine, which makes people more and more irritated.
In this situation, perhaps the poet just wants to know "why cicadas are not afraid of heat", and even when he is so hot, he feels torture even when he uses "Ge You Lie".
Talk about looking forward to the rain
The illustrious Yanguan opened his umbrella and tweeted that the Red Emperor was riding a dragon.
Ander's thunder hits the nine places, causing rain to rise from thousands of peaks.
——Fan Chengda's "Jushu"
After a long period of hot weather, rain has become the most urgent expectation: when can thunder strike the earth and have a hearty What about the heavy rain?
Even if someone has done something wrong, he is not afraid of being struck by lightning. Let the thunderstorm drive away the heat demon first. This is such an unbearable heat.
Talking about cooling
Nine poems, watch the poet "elegantly" complain about the hot weather
The light Wan feels that the clothes are heavy, the dense trees are bitter and the shade is thin.
Don't get close to the quilt, and wash it again and again.
——Wang Wei's "Bitter Heat"
"Thin clothes also look heavy. No matter how dense the woods are, they are not enough to block the scorching sun. Even the mats are not allowed to come close. Coarse clothes have to be put on repeatedly. Rinse".
Even if it doesn’t rain, you have to find some way to cool down.
The clothes are already so thin that they cannot be any thinner. The poet cannot take off his clothes and let loose; it is as hot as in the jungle, and the mat does not have any effect. Even if the clothes are washed and wet many times before wearing, the cooling effect is still the same. Not ideal.
Wang Wei is known as the Poetic Buddha, so he is naturally a Buddhist person, but no matter how peaceful he is, he cannot compete with the bitter and hot weather.
How to get rid of the heat and live in the same courtyard?
The heat dissipates due to the calmness of the mind, and the coolness creates an empty room.
——Bai Juyi's "Destroying the Heat"
Facing the insurmountable summer heat, Bai Juyi finally figured out a big move after thinking hard. Yes, it is the "calming mind and natural cooling" method that has been passed down to this day.
There is really no other way but to calm down and wait for the wind to come. It turns out that the most Buddhist person is Bai Juyi, and he wins.
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It can be seen that in the face of the scorching heat, the poets’ complaints are really different from ours.