Author: Gu Cheng
The dark clouds are clearing away,
I jumped out of the round window of the moon,
Skip a piece,
Beautiful and quiet water.
Back in the village,
On the new mud wall,
The grass began to grow,
Every wooden door,
They are all new,
As clean as acacia flowers.
Enough paper is silent,
Like a blank envelope,
Don't believe me,
And don't trust others,
Put those who haven't woken up,
Sophora japonica flower,
Insert a pair of knockers.
Let the beginning of all stories,
Full of fragrance and surprise.
As the morning approaches,
Climb the tree quickly.
I took off my straw hat,
Take off the habit coat,
Become a,
Light green cicada,
Yes, I want to scream,
The rooster is old,
Pale feathers hang down.
All the little girls who get up early,
Will go to the fields,
Picking the leftovers of spring,
Red cherry,
Smile.
2. A summer night in the mountains
Author: Lin
One summer night, in the mountains,
Like no bottom;
Shadows, dense pine forests;
There is no light around.
There is only one lamp shining on this mountain-two lamps,
Like the eyes of the night, the eyes of the night are watching
The wind is crawling all over the mountain,
Like to walk;
Hiding in the branches and leaves everywhere,
There are silent meadows everywhere.
Just running water, constantly flowing in the valley,
Stone's heart and mouth are singing.
Even if it is static electricity, under the cover,
Like soft curtains.
The problem is gone, in the four corners,
Fuzzy, is this a dream snooping?
The night elephant prayed and silently looked forward to it.
Deep and gloomy piety spreads in silence.
3. Summer nights
Author: He Qifang
I was bathed in the breeze of locust trees in June,
Your sideburns are dripping with cool and smooth fragrance.
The round shade is our sky,
There is a star-like smile in your eyes.
Chrysanthemum sleeps quietly in the dream of green leaves,
Its fragrant smell is like the golden wings of fireflies.
Flying by the lake, flying on the blurred grass,
Gently cover the skirt and jump on your lap.
Your soft arms are like vines,
Put your arms around my neck and whisper to me in a sweet and mature voice.
You said you heard the tremor in my chest.
Like roots shaking the soil on a hot summer night?
Yes, a new strange tree has grown in my heart.
Red flowers will bloom on my lips soon.
4, the heart of the lotus
Author: Xi Murong
I am a blooming summer lotus,
How I wish,
You can see me now.
Wind and frost are not to be eroded,
The autumn rain did not fall,
The green season has left me again,
I am elegant, not worried or afraid.
Now, to be exact,
My most beautiful moment.
The heavy door was locked,
After the fragrant smile,
Who knows what I am thinking?
You don't have a chance,
Either come too early, or,
It is too late.
5. Escape in summer
Author: Dickinson
Unconsciously, like sadness,
Summer is over,
So hard to detect, almost,
It doesn't look like a deliberate escape.
Dawn started early,
There was silence,
Otherwise, it is a thin field,
In the afternoon, I will be deeply confined.
Dusk comes earlier than before,
The glory of the morning is strange-
A formal and annoying way,
Like a guest who is about to leave.
Like this, without wings,
I don't want to send a boat,
Our summer is easy to escape,
Lost in beauty.