Poetry appreciation-and during the summer solstice, twelve poems of summer, the ancient and elegant taste of the ancient people's summer

The summer heat is the day of the steaming summer solstice. In the summer solstice, it is difficult to be hot, and people will naturally think of the cooling of Chana. Speaking of summer, it is closer to nature in ancient times. At that time, there was no electrical appliance. The ancients had to inhabit the shade of the tree, or leaned on the water by the water, while eliminating the summer and avoiding summer, while leaving the calligraphy and calligraphy, leaving a lot of poems.

On the day of the summer solstice, twelve poems of summer, the ancient people's elegant and elegant taste!

Mixed poem

Qing-Chen Zhaoxing

The vine green trees are green, and the milk swallows are double -flying the sun.

For a while, the incense was constant, and betel nut wanted to bloom.

Ronghu Summer Bamboo Branches Ten Words

Qing-Qin Yan

The light -singing fan wrote the fly head, and made the sacked jasmine.

The water pavilion opened the curtain and half -rolled, and the green Yang Yin looked at the boat.

Make up of the summer

Qing-Miao Yi Jing

The guests did not sing bamboo branches in the guests, and they passed the dream.

On the Crescent Crescent, the distant mountains baked the twilight.

Summer Miscellaneous Twelve Mings Ten Ten Incense

Qing-Xu Yishan

The bamboo bed vine pillow dream first returned, and the furnace was cold and fragrant.

The smoke came to the north curtain bottom, and the wind came from south.

Six Sixth Sixth Six Street Restaurant

Qing-Niu Yan

The mountain city is worthless, and there is a piece of moss in the crushing court.

Leaning the pillow to look for the dream of Chi Cao, and the noon wind blows the city.

When the summer should be the one, when the word can be dropped, the word is rainy when the word is dropped

Qing-Chen Zhongping

It's stubborn, and the rest is reciprocating.

The cool wind comes to an appointment, how the heat is dispersed.

Half a long time noisy rain, the pavilion several lotus.

There is no need to have a lot of heart in my heart.

Huang Zhongle-Summer Song

Qing-Zou Yimo

Bi -threatening Fuyu is separated from the water.

Green tree is overcast, and at the beginning of the cooling, we arrived at the Chiban Bridge.

The caviar Rannong invaded the embroidery belt, and the goose was red and red.

Pearl Khan did not disappear.

The treasure socks are retracted, and the six baht shirt is frivolous.

Flying down the steps to fly a little, blowing flute alone upstairs.

Make up of the summer

Modern-Wen Qianhua

The blue cylinder cup is the most exquisite.

Bo Zai was lazy, and he looked at the stars with a bamboo couch.

Summer

Modern-Lian Heng

The fragrant fragrance in the puppet, waking up his eyes at the beginning of the liquor.

Hua Qi Xun people know that day is warm, and the ravioli curtain is combed.

Consummate

Modern-Zheng Guofan

The flowers drove through the Japanese leader, and the wind came to the courtyard.

Xueyu is a game of chess, where is the emperor.

And Ye Yun Lao Qian Xiaqu

Modern-Wang Yichu

Jingyuan's silver -screen candle is deep, leisurely pillow and search.

When the summer, there are fewer swimming, and people feel the sound of the year.

Shuqi Yunyun Road is close, and Changkong's loneliness invades.

Shui Tianyi was clear, and Chen Xixin shook the bowl.

Yun and Chen Yiguang's poems in the summer

Modern-Yang Minren

Lian Chaoyun sent the golden breeze, eliminating the inflammation of the sun.

After drinking, Gao Gao Ning was only me.

The tourists on the night of the bridge were chaotic, and the Yuezhao streets were on the street.

A good dream in Huayi, virtually singing Da Jiangdong.

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