Comrade-in-arms Wenyuan
midsummer
Text/Ju Dengde
Under the blazing heat and the east wind, the green branches are abundant and abundant.
The willow Buddha grass is lush and the mountains and rivers are green, and the mango harvest is sown to the end of the world in summer.
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In the blink of an eye, it is the middle of June, the days are short and the nights are long, and the summer solstice is equinox.
The sun is scorching, the sweat is like rain, and the fan is shaking wildly without cool breeze.
Saibei does not hear the sound of cicadas, and the river dam rarely hears the sound of frogs.
The environment is no longer the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River, and it is hard to survive the hot summer and autumn winds.
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The earth is scorching and the heat wave is set off, and the sky is faintly cloudy and the sun is blazing.
The light shines directly on the Tropic of Capricorn, and the farmers in the fields are busy with the summer.
To quench your thirst, you must drink mung bean soup, and the shade of the forest will be cool.
The sound of frogs in the lotus pond at night is noisy, and the flowers on the willow side are crazy.
The future is still unknown, cherish the present.
No matter how hot the weather is, the heart is still calm.
After the scorching heat, it is steamed and roasted, and it likes the cool breeze from the sky.
How many things are in a hundred years of life, spring, summer, autumn and winter.
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Looking for a fragrant day to see hibiscus, hot noodles fumigated summer solstice.
Coaxed the cicadas to roar wildly and loudly from the trees, and the rain flew and invaded the lotus.
The colorful wings of the flowers are similar to the height, and the grass path is bright and dark.
The monthly income is full of love, and the cloudy time is missing in a cup.
Midsummer health
Text/Ju Dengde
The weather is hot and stuffy, and the humidity is heavy, so it is advisable to sit quietly indoors.
Brew a cup of sobering tea and enjoy it slowly.
Enjoy the cool hand-cranked banana fan, and the cooling must be washed with warm water.
Cold drinks and cold food are less in the mouth, dry and antipyretic, avoid anger.
Watermelon
Text/Ju Dengde
Spring planting has gradually matured in summer, and the whole body is round and thin.
The essence of the sun and the moon is fully ingested, and the nutrients are synthesized.
The man praises the moist juice and the sweet juice, and the woman praises the pure heart and bright red.
For the farmer Xie farming, the first table is affectionate.
(Contributions: Zao Township Comrades-in-Arms 1968)
The summer solstice is chanting
Text: Liu Bomei (Beijing)
The night is short, the day is long, and the summer solstice is approaching, and the branches and leaves are luxuriant, and the birds are singing.
The morning breeze plays the willow thousand silk shadows, and the night rain bathes the lotus thousands of wisps of love.
In my dreams, I often go back to Sangzidi, and I remember the same age on the country road.
The shepherd boy is dressed in blue dew early, and the moon shines on the evening pavilion.
(Contributions: Beijing/Cuiwei Military Rest House Calligraphy and Painting)
Wang Linglong: Morning Scene and Untitled 3 songs
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A light life is smiling and smiling, and there is no desire to go to the fields with fate.
Talk about chatting and fighting will be good friends, drinking and drinking and drunken people write.
Morning view
The morning dew moistens the flowers and flowers, and the soft grass is green.
The forest is full of laughter and vitality, and it is breathing in new and refreshing bones.
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Take a leisurely stroll along the pastoral road, and enjoy the beautiful scenery of the new reading.
The swallow finch is flying, and the smoke and clouds are squinting.
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The morning clouds are fascinated by the birds and warblers, and the windows are elegant.
Roaming the streamside of the river, geese, ducks, goldfish, frogs, reeds.
The tender green grass and flowers are gorgeous, and the leisurely fields are enjoyed.
Stepping on the xia to remember the moon and the light world, Weng Yi who knows the rhyme.
(The above contribution: Zen heart Yaxing comrades)
