Ancient poems about cicadas

The ancient poems about cicadas are as follows:

1, with a charming voice. Like a deep girl. Triple harp, a wisp of heart sound. Deep in the shade. -"Qingping Music (chanting hymns)".

2. Today, cicadas suddenly sing, moving guests like love. Being grateful for one year can make people feel alive. -"New Cicada".

On the seventh day of June, cicadas in Jiangtou began to sing. In the deep leaves of heather, there are two or three sounds at dusk. A temple eager to decline in color, and then move to the hometown of feelings. Qiu Si was born in the autumn before the west wind blew. -"Early Cicada".

4, the sunset is early and urgent, and the customer is more worried. Come to my pillow loudly and dream of autumn in my hometown. -"early smell of cicadas".

5, the door willow is not even wild, I heard it early. Visitors have no fixed address, so they should listen first. -"Early Cicada".

6, the new cicada sings all night, across the stream. Du Yu is still mixed, so he doesn't smell it. -"Smell the new cicada, send it back to harmony".

7, the new cicada suddenly sends the highest branch, which doesn't feel like listening indefinitely. There are two kinds of sadness when friends come to say goodbye. -"Smell the cicada".

8, depressed hostel guests panic, intermittent monk room quiet. Excuse me, what is the sound of cicadas? The ancient temple rang twice. -Voice of Qiu Chan.