Summer chanting
Author | Li Zhenzhan
First, the mountain in the middle of the line
The summer thick leaves are thick and the green is purple.
Dense rain rises in the mountains and streams, and the wind envelops the clouds.
The sound of cicadas broke through the air, and the birds were shocked.
Wandering bees forage for incense trails, green turnips sleep birds.
Qingfeng is flat in the mirror, and the sunset is deep in the shadow of the pool.
The bottom of the stream is cold and the dew is wet.
The oblique rays pass through the wild trees, and the layers of forests are stacked at dusk.
The grass color is lost, and the chicken smoke house is near.
Turning to the water, the bamboo retreats to the field people.
He walked to the edge of the fence and smiled to greet the chai gate first.
Guests poured wine from the village and lay drunk listening to the spring chant.
With this momentary intention, the insult enters the Zen mind.
2. Summer Chant
In summer, the willows are long, and the sunset is fishing in the flat lake.
The breeze envelops the heat and the dusk thunders softly.
Frog drum fish jump lotus, gulls hide in the water.
The grass color is dewy, and the green bamboo is swaying.
The flowers are night insects chirping, and the warblers are crying and leaking.
The stars are thin and the moon is cold, and the building is high and the steps are cool.
Often huaihe idle, every shame boiled yellow sorghum.
Cicadas wake up at dawn, and the road is noisy with the morning light.
Day and night start again, and the years are busy.
3 , Yasui Natsujo
One
The smoke wind first moves the rain and lotus, and the willow color reflects the blue ripples.
CuiDian Peak is surging with waves, and the flowers and bamboo are fragrant floating banks.
Second
The green flowers of the green causeway are fragrant, and the bamboo wind and lotus rhyme are drunk and poetic.
The ripples of the water are wide, and the flying fish play with the thin waves.
Fourth, the Phoenix Valley locust flower chant
Snow makeup Cuifeng is cut in one color, and the silver waves of the plain wave are white.
The wild locust incense was full of drunken eyes, and the eyes of thousands of qiongrui were open.
5. Five questions of cicadas
One
Shame faded brocade more purple feathers, half-covered moon shadow Xu tall branches.
Holding the breeze and laughing, I sing and dance.
Second
Summer smoked wheat yellow warblers are noisy, and green poplars are noisy cicadas in the shade.
Do not covet the sound of dew cool night, wings flutter weak wind to send a slight chill.
Third
The empty valley is light and cloudy, and the green and thick wind is shadowless.
A night rain broke through the new mud, occupying thousands of mountains and valleys,
Fourth
Born in the hot summer wind, drum wings vibrate and shake the sound.
Poetry and far away to go to Lu Yao, but also learn the eagle spirit.
Fifth
Dark Willow Xiao Xiao dusk rain, life three times of feather time.
Mo Xiao did not know the snow, but left the highest branch of Qing Yun.
Note: In three lifetimes, the cicada's life goes through three life stages: egg, nymph, and adult.
Li Zhenzhan, retiree.