The first month is sunny, the weather is new, and there are already drunk tourists. (Tang Juyi's "Fasting in Early Spring, Answering Huangfu Shili")
There are no flowers in the Chinese New Year, and the grass shoots in early February. (Don Han Yu's Chun Xue)
An old friend said goodbye to the West Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. (Tang Li Bai's Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou by the Yellow Crane Tower)
In April, the beauty of the world is exhausted, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are blooming. (Tang Bai Juyi's Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple)
It snowed in May, and there were no flowers, only cold.
After all, in mid-June, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock. (Song Yang Wanli, "Seeing the Forest in Jingci Temple")
On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world. (Don Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow)
In August, the wind roared, and my family was three hairs. (Tang Du Fu's "The Hut Was Blown by Autumn Wind")
On the third night in September, the dew is like a real pearl and the moon is like a bow.
I don't know, in the cold river in October, the cloth faded on the third night. (Green tea Shen Xing's "Cold Night Pan Min Original Rhyme")
From the middle of 1 1 to the evening, people travel 3,000 miles. (Tang Juyi's Winter Solstice in Yangmeiguan)
It's cold in December, and the frost is severe in the morning. (Other poems are anonymous by Han)
Hope to adopt it in time!