Introduction: Solar terms have existed since ancient times. The 24 solar terms we now celebrate were also celebrated by the ancients. Modern people like to post on WeChat Moments to welcome the arrival of the solar terms, while the ancients liked to greet them with poems. Recently, we are about to usher in the summer solstice, so what are the four ancient poems about the summer solstice? The following are the ancient poems I brought about the summer solstice. Friends who are interested can take a look.
Four lines from an ancient poem about the Summer Solstice
Bamboo Branch Poetry
(Tang Dynasty) Liu Yuxi
The willows are green and the river is level, smell it The sound of singing on the shore.
The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. There is no sunshine but there is sunshine.
Worked on the Summer Solstice
(Tang Dynasty) Quan Deyu
The Shushu is not stopped, and the four seasons are in wrong order.
Send a message to He Xi Jing, today is a dark day.
Summer Solstice
(Song Dynasty) Fan Chengda
Morning and dusk amidst the sound of the stone cauldron,
It is cold and warm under the shadow of the paper window.
If you don’t go to the temple to worship after the new year,
You dare to be a filial son and a loving grandson.
Summer Solstice
(Song Dynasty) Fan Chengda
Li He lowered his waist to offer blessings,
Tie rice dumpling silk to support his arms.
Follow the local customs,
The old man plays with his children.
Ancient poems about the Summer Solstice
Poems about the Summer Solstice 1: Reading in Hengyang County House on the Summer Solstice
(Tang Dynasty) Linghu Chu
As soon as he came to Jiangcheng to guard, he saw the full moon over the river.
The tooth hair will be seventy, and the country pass will exceed three thousand.
It is rare to visit and observe under the curtain, and most people sleep when closed.
The new festival is coming again, so we should make donations to each other.
Whenever the room closes, I will appeal to the sky.
Poetry of the Summer Solstice 2: Dreaming about the Summer Solstice and recalling the guests from Chenglu in Suzhou
(Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi
Reminiscing about the summer solstice feast in Suzhou.
The fragrant rice dumplings are made from tender bamboo and the goose is crispy and fresh.
There are many pavilions in the Water Kingdom and Wu Fengshang has orchestras.
There is wine in every house, and there is a boat everywhere.
I will take the lead in handing over the seal to you, and I will be in front of you.
This town is all old, but looking eastward, it is still beautiful.
The wheat falls under the autumn moon in Luoxia, on a plum rainy day in the south of the Yangtze River.
It has been thirteen years since Qi Yunlou was involved.
Summer Solstice Poems 3: Two poems by Baozhen during the Summer Solstice Reunion with fellow Taixue students
(Song Dynasty) Chen Yuyi
Micro The official has a valve to read it, and three poems are written on the pond.
Lin Mi knew Xia Shen and looked up at the sky.
The official is busy with far-reaching duties, and the wine tasting arrives at the right time.
The lotus air comes at night and the rain comes, and the birds clear up late in the day.
The breeze does not move the apple, sit and watch the color of the water change.
The battle is in front of the door, and the joy is not worth the sorrow.
If you want to go home but can't go, there are many orioles at dusk.
Poems of the Summer Solstice 4: Two poems by Bao Zhen on the Summer Solstice Meeting with fellow Taixue students
(Song Dynasty) Chen Yuyi
The bright waves reflect thousands of willows, and the cyanotic house Chao Wanhe.
The sense of new things changes every time, and the mind is fixed and the sceneries are many.
Swimming fish gather in the pavilion, and the mirror surface scatters micro vortices.
The rivers and lakes are far away, and all we owe is a raindrop.
Suddenly I saw a bird with an arrow, and I sighed helplessly.
Poetry 5 of the Summer Solstice: It rains after the Summer Solstice
(Song Dynasty) Su Che
The sky is not poor, and drought and even rain come frequently.
The wheat stems are swaying in the spring, and the grains are drying and thunder is falling in the summer.
If it rains twice a year, the rain will not continue.
I am poor and I am poor, but I am full of what God has given me.
Fifteen years after seizing the salary, there was a field, Yingchuan River.
If you don’t work hard enough, you will be ashamed of your share of the harvest.
The remaining time is spent managing the house and house, and abandoning the accumulation to get rid of the dogs and pigs.
I have maintained a useless body for a long time and have not realized the will of God.