Seven wonders of hot summer poetry

Questions about the Seven Wonders of Summer Poetry are as follows:

One winter and one summer

Moxibustion in the hot sun is full of red eyes, and clouds are swimming in the clear water in the sky. Several frogs startled the swallow and couldn't sleep in the cage.

Erdonghe

By the clear water pond, the two sides are leaning against each other, and the charm of flying looks forward to calm. Jiao Zhi's heart is calm, and Yu Jie's heart is shining.

Three rivers under the moon

The boundless moonlight shines on the porch window, and the beautiful shadow looks at the friendly country dimly. I said to myself, I love guns, I love guns.

Xia Shu of Silk

Thousands of strands of silky green willows hang down, and the fragrance is charming. I am still immersed in poetry and painting, and I don't feel the need to announce a colorful ink vessel.

Wuwei sunset evening singing

Sunset in Meng Shan, clouds lingering oblique. Birds sing happily, piccolo is affectionate.

Liu Yu Du Xia

The endless green cage is full of comfort and calm spirit. Why do you need to realize natural Zen, and you can get rid of your troubles if you are indifferent?

Qi Yu Yu zhong he Tang

Silk tapestry playing Fu Bi, you are drunk, drunk. The shadows in the pond are fragrant and the wind is chaotic, but there are no fish and shrimp playing nearby.

Bayeqi district

The wind swept the sloping branches and the grass was low, and the crane was startled to fly and reflected the glow. Singing softly, singing softly, without feeling the sunset flowing in the stream.

Jiu Jia ba yi ge

In August, deep feelings drove the smog, and the military songs were loud. Youth and blood, top gun lined up.

Shi Hui Xia Yong

Passionate summer minesweeping, flying around the pavilion in July. The August 1st Army is majestic and full of praise, with a strong people and a prosperous country.

Quiet and quiet small yard, I lay on a bamboo mat, cold all over; Pomegranate flowers in full bloom outside the window, through the hanging bamboo curtain, reflected Hong Ying. The dense shade cut off the heat. It was at noon when I woke up and heard the intermittent chirping of orioles. Su Shunqin's "Summer Meaning" has become dust, and the sound of cuckoo is new in summer. It was during my endless journey in Sang Ma that I realized that I was a peaceful person. Song Luyou's quatrains in early summer

The heat at night is still the same as that in the afternoon. Open the door and stand in the middle of the moon. Bamboo trees are buzzing, not the wind. -Yang Wanli's "Chasing the Cool on a Summer Night" paper screen stone pillow bamboo square bed, tired of throwing books and dreaming for a long afternoon. When I was sleeping, I laughed alone, and several fishing flutes were in the blue waves. -Cai Que boarded the bus, Xia Jianting.

After a long time, the fragrant wind blows at dawn, and the lotus flowers gradually bloom and the roses fall. The caterpillar also imitated Zhuang Zhoumeng and turned into a butterfly flying in the South Garden. Xu Yin's Early Summer Drama. In May, the Matsushita Cottage was cool and pleasant, and the white sand enveloped Tingzhou and the lush forests in the distance in the twilight, showing a vast gray. -Dai Shulun's "Children's Show in Shushan" In June, lotus flowers filled the lake, and red and green fans reflected clear waves.