Dou refers to the southeast, and Wei is Lixia.
At the beginning of summer, when the rain is abundant, the earthworms hidden deep in the soil wake up, and the frogs in the pond chirp.
"The plum is not yellow before the rain, the cherry is ripe and the warbler is preventing", "The south of the green Huaimen Lane is fine, and I listen to the first sound of the new cicada",
The verdant wheat seedlings flutter in the wind of the fields, and the light purple neem flowers bring a romance that belongs to the moment.
Five classic Lixia poems, unfolding the summer preface through the millennium, let's read it together!
Tang Yuanzhi "Song of the Twenty-four Qi Poems: Lixia April Festival"
Predicting spring and summer, Zhong Lu Qi Zhu Ming.
Earthworms who teach, king melons are self-combined.
The curtain silkworm is cocoon-like, and the forest bird feeds the chicks.
I gradually felt that the cloud peak was good, and slowly took the rain.
Zhonglu, that is, the name of the fourth month of the lunar calendar, has the ancient saying of "the month of Mengxia, Zhonglu in the law". In the twelve laws of ancient music, "Zhonglu" (Zhonglu) is the sixth law, also known as Xiaolu, which corresponds to April.
Zhu Ming, that is, the god of fire Zhurong, the legendary god of summer, is also used by later generations to refer to summer.
The ancients wrote that there are three waits for the beginning of summer, "one waits for the mole to sing, the second waits for the earthworm to come out, and the third waits for the king melon to grow".
Summer is coming, the crickets and grasshoppers begin to crow, and earthworms begin to burrow out of the soil after the rain.
The vegetation was lush, crops and vegetables were thriving, and the emerald vines of the king gourd began to climb rapidly upward.
The silkworm seedlings raised in the spring grow up day by day and gradually form cocoons, and the birds in the forest also begin to hatch their young birds and make tender calls.
The scenery on the towering peaks is just right, and the rain is falling in a trickle. The idlers in cloak and rain walk slowly in the mountains and forests, which is also very interesting.
Ming Zhang Dalie "Ruan Langgui Lixia"
The green shade spreads the field with new light, and the wind is long at the beginning. The small lotus sticks to the water point Hengtang, and the butterfly clothes are busy with powder.
The tea is ripe, the wine is rising, and the poetry is drunk and crazy. The swallow chicks seem to be sorry for the fragrance of flowers, and the double titles are returned to the painting beam.
In early summer, most of the flowers have ended, and the sky and earth are green and fresh.
The green shade is everywhere, the breeze is warm, the days are getting longer day by day, and the splendid spring light has turned into a warm summer.
The newly-born lotus in the pond has not yet come out of the water, but gently sticks to the water, rippling and floating in the wind.
Among the small and dense rose bushes, butterflies flutter like pollen on their wings.
Looking up at the young swallows and cherishing the flowers, the double titles return to the beams, and in a trance, I feel that everything is affectionate and lovely, and people can't help but indulge in it.
Song Zhao Youzhi "Lixia"
At four o'clock, the weather urged each other, and the wind brought heat overnight.
Longmu is long and steaming green wheat, and the garden rain is too ripe yellow plum.
The warbler cries in the spring to worry about a thousand wisps, and the butterfly loves the flower and hates it a few times.
Sleep up the south window and be tired, and look at the pavilions full of shade.
The seasons rotate, the time sequence urges each other, and the cold and summer come and go to the twenty-four festivals to alternate.
Whenever the seasons change, it is the easiest time to feel the passage of time, the change of years, and then cause worries.
However, the beginning of summer is different, the end of spring is over, the climate is pleasant, and the joy of harvest is about to be ushered in.
The long sun has steamed the green wheat in the fields, and the sharp showers have watered the green plums in the orchard.
The yellow warbler cries, as if pouring out her sorrow to people because of the departure of spring, and the butterfly lingers nostalgically among the decaying flowers, as if full of regret.
However, these changes are just natural laws, and they are not transferred by anyone's thoughts, let alone left or stayed for anyone.
It is better to take advantage of the leisure, take a sweet nap, watch the green shade of the locust trees sprinkle all over the pavilion, and enjoy the lazy early summer time comfortably.
Song Wen Tianxiang "Mountain Neutral Summer with Sitting Guest Rhyme"
Return to Quanshi Country, the sun and the moon are in the same stream.
The summer is heavy at the bottom of the abyss, and the spring is in Vientiane.
Poor chant until the clouds are black, and light drinks are better than red skirts.
A string sound is good, and the world is relieved.
What is "sorrow"? Resentment, anger, annoyance, and hatred.
In Wen Tianxiang's pen, the fresh breeze of summer is a good medicine to relieve the "sorrowful" color.
Gather with friends in the mountains, sit quietly by the stream, accompanied by the sun and the moon, and listen to the sound of the spring in the stone crevices, just like a dreamland.
Watch the breath of summer rise from the deep valley floor, and the once colorful spring light spreads into the world.
He recited poetry with his beard until dark, and drank a few glasses of sake when he was in the mood, and his drunken face was more bright than the skirt of the dancing girl.
Suddenly, a cool breeze gently blew on the face, sending a melodious sound of the piano.
All this is so beautiful, as if it can eliminate all worries, forget all the mundane things, and get drunk into a worry-free world.
Qing · Cha Shen Xing "Beginning of Summer, Wushan Apartment, Kai Zhu Yuan, Mr. Zhu and Zheng Xilu, Ma Jinzhai, Su Village, Jia Deyin, for the Cherry Bamboo Shoots, Zhu Yuan, There are Poems and Songs"
The summer days are long in the shade of the summer wood, and the west side of the small building absorbs the lake light.
The curtain was still spring rain last night, and the flowers were even hometowns this year.
The festive reunion knows how many times, and the white-headed smile is worth a thousand times.
The taste of the home of Zhu Ying and purple bamboo shoots is easy to taste in the mountain kitchen.
The third month of the lunar calendar has a very beautiful nickname, called "cherry shoots", which is named after the arrival of cherries and spring shoots.
At the end of March, the poet and his friends gathered in a small building at the foot of Wu Mountain to enjoy the vermilion cherries and crisp bamboo shoots.
Last night it rained a dripping spring rain, but today it has entered the early summer of the woods, the lakes and mountains, the festival friends, the joy of reunion lingers in everyone's heart.
Each other is already a white-headed old man, and I don't know how many times I will have the chance to reunite in the rest of my life, but cherish every meeting, and it will be worth seeing each other thousands of times.
What's more, the cherries are red and bright, and the bamboo shoots are purple, all of which have the flavor of hometown, and they are enough to feast without complicated dishes.
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