The short ancient poems about the awns of the twenty-four solar terms are as follows:

1. "Poems about Yili" Hong Liang Ji in the Qing Dynasty

The awns have only passed the snow but not Ji, Yili The grass outside the river is first fertilized.

It is difficult for an oyster to walk steadily for fear of a snake flying from its nose.

2. "Three Wonders of Accumulated Rain and Sudden Cold After Ear Planting" by Fan Chengda in the Song Dynasty

A damp sting in a nunnery is like a turtle hiding, and the cold in the deep summer is not common.

Yesterday you were in trouble and today you are in trouble. Don’t complain about the heat and cold outside the door. 3. "Three Wonders of Accumulating Rain and Sudden Cold After Ear Planting" by Fan Chengda in the Song Dynasty

During the plum and yellow season, the clothes are thin and the wheat is cold in the river and Wu in May.

The incense and seal are spitting out the clouds to create warmth, and it is raining heavily outside the teaching window.

4. "Ode to the Twenty-Four Qi Poem: The May Festival of Mang Zhong" by Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty

Looking at Mang Zhong today, the mantises should be in season.

The clouds are high and the shadows are reflected below, and the sounds of birds are coming and going.

Lotus flowers bloom in Lumarsh, and the wind and rain are strong.

When we met and asked about Silkworms and Mai, we were fortunate to receive a favor.

5. "Shiyu" by Lu You in the Song Dynasty

Shiyu and awn seeds are planted in all fields.

Every family has delicious wheat and rice, and every place has beautiful songs.

I have become a lazy farmer and have to pay for my bamboo bed forever.

My hair is short and unruly, and I love the coolness of the rain.

The garden trees gather strange sounds, and the vines emit a delicate fragrance.

The warbler can’t get rid of his clothes, so he advised me to hold a cup.

Fortunately, nothing happens now, and there are farmers and mulberry trees everywhere;

The wild old people are endless, attacking the soil and singing Yu Tang.

6. "Ten Poems on Residence at Longhua Mountain Temple" by Wang Zhiwang of the Song Dynasty

The water town experiences monthly rain, and the tide rises to the sea in late spring.

There is no day to grow up, but there are years to lose.

There are many people and plenty of food, and the village may be cut off from cooking smoke.

Who calls happiness in the mountains?