1. Xiaochi

Yang Wanli in Southern Song Dynasty

The spring eyes are silent and cherish the trickle, and the shade of the trees shines on the water and loves sunny and soft.

Xiao-he just showed his sharp horns, and dragonflies stood on it long ago.

Poetry: The silence of the spring is to cherish the thin water flow, and the shade of the tree reflects the water surface because it likes the tenderness of sunny days. Just as the tiny tender lotus leaves its tightly wrapped tip, lovely dragonflies came early to stand on it.

2. Seeing Lin Zifang off at dawn in Jingci Temple

Yang Wanli in Southern Song Dynasty

After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June.

the lotus leaves are infinitely bright in the next day, and the lotus flowers reflect the sun in a different color.

Poetry: After all, it is the scenery of the West Lake in June, and the scenery is really different from other seasons. Lotus leaves can never be seen in the sky, and lotus flowers are particularly bright and red in the sun.

drunken book at Wanghu Building on June 27th

Su Shi in Northern Song Dynasty

Dark clouds turned over the ink and failed to cover the mountain, and white rain jumped into the boat.

the wind comes and blows away, and the water looks like the sky below the lake.

Poetry: There is a dark cloud coming from the sky in the distance. They roll like spilled ink before blocking the mountain, and glistening raindrops jump about like pearls on the boat. Suddenly a gust of wind rolled in and blew away the dark clouds. After the rain, the blue waves are like mirrors, and the water surface is like a clear blue sky, which is another beautiful scenery. 2. Praise the ancient poems in June

The wind in Quyuan is clear and the lotus flowers are fragrant all over the lake in June, and the red clothes and green fans reflect the clear waves.

Mulan is like a flower girl on the boat, and she has picked many beloved sons from the lotus house. Xiuzhu village is an old grandmother who lives by the river.

when you go out, you only hear the sound of cuckoo, and there is a path in the forest. Green bamboo garden behind the house, buttonwood tree in front of the house.

My cousin took my hand and went to catch fish by the river. On midsummer night in Taoyuan, adults shake cattail fans, while children catch dragonflies.

cicadas sing freely in the trees, whether you listen or not. Chatting about what's going on in the world is comfortable and relaxed.

lay down with hemp fiber and count the stars. Litchi Dan in June in Nanzhou, 1, clusters are more clustered.

the crimson snow is bright, floating red and rotten, and the jade pot is bright and crystal cold. Gao Ming has written new songs, and Fang Wei once recommended big officials.

In Wufu, the frost grows and it is quiet, and a few inclined overlying rocks are dry. The father plowed the original field, and the son hoed the mountain and went to waste.

before June's harvest, the government has repaired the warehouse. The clouds poured out, like ink poured down, but on the horizon exposed a section of the mountains, bright and fresh, the splash of water, such as white pearl gravel, splash into the ship.

the wind comes and blows away, and the water looks like the sky below the lake. On the night of June 3rd, I heard that cicada Bai Juyi and Qing Xiang were falling, and the willows were moving and the wind was blowing.

on the third night of the twilight, the new cicada makes its first sound. At first glance, I was worried about the north passengers, and I listened to Tokyo.

I have a bamboo house, so don't come and sing again. I wonder who rowed the boat last month. 3. sentences describing the scenery in June

1. In early summer, all kinds of wild flowers are in bloom, red, purple, pink and yellow, like bright spots embroidered on a green carpet; Crowds of bees are busy in the flowers, sucking the stamens and flying around hard.

2. The willows in the street look sick. The leaves are hanging with dust and rolling on the branches, and the branches are still. There is white light on the road, vendors are afraid to shout, and the plexiglass signboard at the door of the store seems to be sunburned.

3. In early summer, pomegranate flowers gradually opened, and the green leaves were lined with safflower, which was very beautiful. From a distance, it looks like a blazing fire, and it looks like a red sunset rising at dusk.

4. The clods on the ground were scorched by the sun, and a few dark brown crickets were jumping around like springs.

5. The shady trees along the roadside are lush, and cicadas sing in unison, as if they are boasting about their seasons.

6. Walking in the garden, pink flowers appear in front of you, graceful and graceful. Oh, summer is pink!

7. It was a long summer with no rain. The old loaches in the fields were all turned white by the hot sun. The stream near the village dropped a few inches, and the stones exposed on the water suddenly became bigger.

8. Climbing up the rugged hillside, I saw the green grass all over the mountain. It seems that there is no gold on the grass there, only a piece of green. Oh, summer is green!

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

1. Grass, reeds and red, white and purple wild flowers are steamed by a fiery sun hanging high in the sky, and the air is full of sweet and drunken breath.

1. Beautiful summer. The first bright cloud emerged from the breezy blue sky, penetrated the first green leaf evenly from the bright sunshine, fluttered among the trees from the first dragonfly in a beautiful dance, and the pigeons returning from the air were filled with the smoke of the sunset. In this way, summer came gently with heavy steps, breaking a pool of spring water, and the spring breeze and spring rain were gone, and the flowers were already thousands of trees, even though my heart was sad.

2. In the early morning, beside the pond where the willows are reflected, on the Yuan Ye where the grass buds are sprouting, in the summer, the face is red, and people are clamoring and striding, pushing open the pink door, the willow green window, and a tidal outcry, drowning the singing of birds and waving the willow flute. The breeze carries the season's longing, showing selflessly and fearlessly at the highest place in summer. Gu Teng is still wrapped in lush acacia, green moss is still dancing with time, and the girl in red is flowing in the field of vision. Her beautiful image condenses the aura of things, and she walks as light as a swallow.

3. Summer is sweet. The rain in summer is extremely warm. When it drops in the air, it looks down at the earth in a reserved and cloud-like manner. The summer rain is lingering, and the branches of peach blossoms are wet and whispering. The summer rain caressed the soles of your feet tenderly, wet your cheeks, and the green looks greener in the rain. In this summer of May, the coming rain is flooding the back of the city in the form of time. The trees outside the window are lush, and the distant scenery is gradually indifferent. Rain or fine, secretly nourishing the mood; Or torrential, decorated with the scenery that the city rushed by. A shower was foggy, light red and light yellow, and the lingering rain was hanging under the eaves, and the flashing light filled the sky. The rain lowered its voice, but it was still falling. A ray of rain met another ray of rain in the air, mumbling dialogue, and fell to the ground for a moment, but quietly.

4. The gauze-like rain curtain blocked all the dust in the summer sunshine and repelled the heat in the air. Standing in the summer rain, let the rain float on your body, and let that freshness, fragrance and refreshment slowly seep into your heart and spleen; Standing in the summer rain, let the dry heart buried in the red dust get moist, find a little peace, find your own voice and thinking.

5. Summer is warm. As the days get longer and the sunshine gets stronger, the shadow of the sun presents another face, which is the true nature and texture of life. The midday light embraces sweat with full enthusiasm; The spreading water lines in the lake and the rolling flower shadows on the shore, are they chasing the willow wind flowing through their fingertips, or are they heading for the far spring? The long-lost cicada woke up summer, opened the sun's love, and with optimistic spirit, summer was freehand brushwork as a praise of passionate life. 4. Collect the praise poems and articles in June, the passion in June, and in June, we feel the passion.

On June 27th, an ancient poem, Looking at the Lake Building, drunk books, Su Shi's dark clouds turned over the mountains, and the white rain jumped into the boat.

the wind comes and blows away, and the water looks like the sky below the lake. After all, the scenery of the West Lake in mid-June is different from that at four o'clock.

The lotus leaves are infinitely bright in the next day, and the lotus flowers reflect the sun in a different kind of red. The first summer of the famous sentence is still clear and harmonious, and the grass has not stopped: Meng Xia, April of the lunar calendar. Rest: Prosperity and decline.

In the Southern Song Dynasty, Xie Lingyun's "Wandering Red Stone into Sailing Sea" is full of beautiful scenery and candles in the spring, and the first spring in the clear and clear summer is the end of spring. Xia Shou: Early summer.

In the Southern Dynasties, Liang, Wang, Monk, Confucianism, Shi Yan, Wheat cooked in the wind, Plum chased in the rain, Huang Beizhou, Yu Xin, Feng He Xia Ying Ling, the mountain-light suddenly fails in the west, in the east from the lake the slow moon rises. And open my window and lie down in peace wrote about the sunset, the moon and the cool scenery in summer evening.

In in Summer at the South Pavilion Thinking of Xin by Tang Meng Haoran, the pond is fading in summer, and the tall trees cool down early. In by Tang Shen Quanqi, the green shade is green and the day is quiet, and the solitary flower shows the solitary flower in spring: a flower. Spring surplus: the remaining scene of spring has reached early summer.

Tang Wei Yingwu's "You Kaiyuan Jing She" collected the summer heat with the residual clouds, and the new rain brought autumn haze: fog. Tang Cen Can's "The Water Pavilion Delivers Wang Shaofu of Huayin to the County" begins with a cloudy atmosphere in the summer, and it is like a cloud in autumn and half in the summer: half in the summer, and half after the fifth month of the lunar calendar.

Xi Xi: The way the wind blows. Tang Han Yu's "Send Liu Shifu" Jiangnan Meng Xia, kind bamboo shoots, such as editing.

The suffocating air is a castle, and the frogs are orchestral. Meng Xia: Early summer refers to the fourth month of the lunar calendar. Cizhu: Bamboo name, also known as mother bamboo.

such as editing: as if it were arranged. Qi: The ancients thought that the blowing of a slug (giant clam) could make a castle virtual scene. In fact, it is a kind of illusion that light passes through air with different densities and refracts to show the prospect in the air. It is also called a mirage.

Orchestral string: describes that frogs sing like playing music. In Meng Xia by Tang Jia-yu, the rock slides like rain, while the forest and the rose hinder the day and summer. There are many cold rocks: The spring water waterfall on the rock flies in the air, and a cloud of smoke hangs like a rain curtain on a sunny day.

Lin Luo sentence: The vines are entangled in the forest, and the shade covers the sun, which makes people feel cool in midsummer. Tang Fanggan's "On the Top of Hoonji" The trees are dark and the summer is long, and the balcony reflects into the pond.

The crystal curtain is breezy and full of fragrant crystal curtains. It describes the reflection of the balcony reflected in the water as glittering and translucent as the crystal curtain, Ming Che. Tang Gao Pian's "Summer in the Mountain Pavilion" shows fine rain and fine grass hanging on the wall, and the wind on the water returns to the settlement. Tang Zhang's "Summer Topic Veteran Lin Pavilion" shows that warm wind on sunny days makes wheat smell, and the green grass wins the flowers when wheat smells: the smell of wheat harvest.

flowering time: when flowers bloom. Song Wang Anshi's "Early Summer is Things" Why hate it when Fangfei is gone? Summer wood is just a pleasant fragrance: fragrant flowers and plants.

lovely: to one's liking. Song Qin Guan's "March Dark Day Occasionally" The wind is old, the young warbler, the rain is fat, and the plum tree is clear and round in the afternoon: the laudatory name of the tree.

It means that young warblers grow up in the breeze, and abundant rain fattens plums. At noon, a cool round shade is formed under the tree. Song Zhou Bangyan's "Man Ting Fang Xia Jing" After the rain, the lotus flowers are full of fragrance, and the snow and ice of Shen Li Pumpkin are cool. Shen Li Pumpkin: The melon and fruit are immersed in cold water.

No one has ever fallen on the long fence in Song Zhong-yuan Li's Memories of Wang Sun's Summer Poems, except the dragonfly and butterfly flying in Song Fan Chengda's Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous Fun. The breeze broke the summer for three days. Wang Hui's Crossing the Shagou Store rained every family in Huangmei, and frogs were everywhere in the grass pond. Song Zhao Shixiu's Appointment said: "It rained every family in Huangmei, and frogs were everywhere in the grass pond. If you don't come to midnight, you will knock the chess pieces and fall to snuff. "

Red and purple have turned into dust, and the new red and purple in summer in the sound of cuckoo: generally refers to flowers of all colors. Song Luyou's quatrains in early summer: "Red and purple have become dust in succession, and summer is new in the sound of cuckoo.

I didn't know that I was a Taiping person until I could never finish my trip to Sang Ma. " Modern Poetry: Memories are destined to be filled with June's drunken shadows, full of fragrant grass and persistent rhyme. Only by imagining this only weapon can we cut through the tunnel of time. Every minute of death is slanting sideways in the days after June. Behind June, which is no longer completely waiting, is located a faster June, which swims on the shore of a long and eternal river. There is no dead tooth on the boat. I am looking for the forgotten piano. June has become a double-edged sword. We have been scarred by a virtual flowering period and ending, and our heart has broken out of its cocoon, like yesterday.

. Prose: June Author: Xiang Xiang 27-6-1 21:19:7 The wind in May sent away the warmth of flowers, an eternal memory was left, and June was written again on the stationery of the season! In June, the graceful lotus is stirring people's feelings; The dancing beauty reflects the cool and clear river water. The breeze blows, layers of comfortable hugs, and a delicate fragrance emerges from the deep and beautiful bones, which faintly spreads far and far in the wind. This is the most chic charm given by nature to June! In June, the pomegranate, which is full of flowers and luxuriant leaves, is just like a ripe fruit.

taking a sip quietly is harvest and maturity! What is sweet in my heart is the coolness that fills the bottom of life in June, so chewy! Despite the scorching sun and scorching heat, the wind and fire can't cover up the rich connotation of June itself. Look! Crowds of people are surging, and colorful clothes and makeup are woven into a rainbow across the world, depicting a poetic life.

blooming flowers; Emerald green grass; Lush trees; Hyacinthus orientalis conveys the good news of the season. At the peak of youth, a burst of Xia Feng blew, and the farmers in Yangchang added a brilliance to the summer harvest, which was the pride and joy of the harvest! Ah! In June, you are masculine and passionate, and your life is full of strength and toughness.

after the storm, the flowing orchid is more beautiful, and the lotus leaf is covered with crystal dew, which makes it even more elegant and noble. Ye Er's floating thoughts, in the flocks of frogs, a touching story is being told, which is the legend of June! .

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1. Poems of Han and Wei Dynasties 1. The bright moon shines at night, which promotes the weaving of the east wall.

Yu Heng refers to Meng Dong, and the stars are vivid. The Millennium is stained with weeds, and the season suddenly changes.

among the trees in Qiu Chan, the mysterious birds died peacefully. Yesterday, I was a friend of the same family, holding high and shaking six purlins.

if you don't want to join hands, you will abandon me like a relic. There is a bucket in the south and the north, and the morning glory does not bear the yoke.

what's the benefit of a good reputation without a solid foundation? 2, listening to the moon poems, listening to the head of the moon building is too clear, and listening to the moon according to the building is the most distinct. The skyscraper is silent and the ice rotates, and the medicine is jingling.

the music is wide and cold, and the axe is ding-ding. Occasionally, a gust of incense blew away the laughter of Chang 'e.

3. How bright is the moon? How bright is the moon? Take care of my bed. Sadness can't sleep, and I wander around with my clothes on.

it's better to return home early, although the guest is having fun. When you leave home alone, who should you sue? Leading back into the room, tears stained the dress.

4. Complaining songs are fresh and clean as frost and snow. Cut into acacia fans, round and round like the bright moon.

Go in and out of your arms and shake the breeze. I often fear that the autumn festival will come, and the cool will seize the heat.

if you give up your donation, you will get rid of your kindness. Second, the poems of Tang and Song Dynasties look at the moon at fifteen nights (Wang Jian). In the atrium, there is a crow in Bai Shu, and there is a silent and wet osmanthus in Coody Leng.

I wonder whose house Qiu Si will fall into tonight. Guan Shanyue (Li Bai) the bright moon lifts from the Mountain of Heaven, in an infinite haze of cloud and sea.

and the wind, that has come a thousand miles, beats at the Jade Pass battlements. That year, Han soldiers pointed to baideng mountain road, Tubo coveted Qinghai vast territory.

and since not one battle famous in history sent all its fighters back again. The garrison soldiers looked into the remote border town, and his hometown could not help but look sad.

and of those tonight in the upper chambers, who toss and sigh and cannot rest. Drinking Alone with the Moon (Li Bai) from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drank alone. There was no one with me.

till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon, to bring me my shadow and make us three. Alas, the moon was unable to drink, the shadows follow me.