1. In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
2. But how much affection does it have for an inch of grass to get three spring rays? (Meng Jiao: "Wanderer")
Summer in Poetry
1. I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer. (Bai Juyi: "Looking at Wheat Cutting")
Living in the depths of the city, it is still clear in spring and summer. (Li Shangyin: "Yat Sen Qing")
Mid-Autumn Festival
1. The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are rough. (Cao Cao: Looking at the sea)
If you drop three autumn leaves, you can blossom in February. (Li Qiao: "Wind")
Winter in Poetry
1. For example, this winter, it will be held in the west of the city. (Du Fu: Military Vehicle Shop)
2. The autumn moon is covered with clouds, and the winter ridge is cold and pine. (Tao Yuanming: Four Seasons)
Poetic brushstrokes
1. But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
2. The wind blows the general to hunt Weicheng. (Wang Wei: Hunting) Flowers in Poetry
1. I'll come back at chrysanthemum time when I have a holiday in the mountains. (Meng Haoran: "Passing the Old Village")
I drink a pot of wine from the flowers alone. No one is with me. (Li Bai: Drinking the Bright Moon Alone) Snow in Poetry
1. (Wang Wei: Hunting)
2. We chased them, the burden of horses was light, and there was snow on our bows and swords. (Lu Lun: "Xia Sai Qu")
The Moon in Poetry
1. The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosted already? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. (Li Bai: "Silent Night Thinking")
2. How vast the world is, how close the trees are to heaven and how close the moon is to the water! . (Meng Haoran: "Sleeping at Jiande") Mei's "Plum blossom quatrains"
Lu you
Wen's flowers are in the breeze,
Snowdrifts are scattered all over four mountains.
Who can turn into hundreds of billions,
The plum blossoms on the tree are in full bloom.
Lonely orchids
Lipper
Lonely orchids live in secluded gardens, and grass is a weed.
Although the sun shines, it is not the moon in high autumn.
First frost early, green dare not rest.
If there is no breeze, who will deliver the fragrance?
Ode to Water-adjusted Bamboo
Qian zhangming
Articulated bones are strong, but they are not intentional.
After several storms, I would rather bend than bend.
The four seasons are still green and do not compete with the crowd.
chrysanthemum
Song Yuan
Lingju is planted on a cliff, and Ling Ying is freezing.
Spring dew is not stained, and autumn frost is not changed.