When writing an essay on the topic of "Four Seasons", you can use the "narrowing down method", that is, choose one season among the four seasons, or even special things in a season to write about, such as "The Wind of Spring". The following are articles describing the four seasons and famous sentences describing the four seasons. I hope it will be helpful to you.
1. Famous sentences describing the four seasons
(1) Spring
When spring comes, all things shine brightly ----------Han An ancient Yuefu poem "Long Song Xing"
I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, the spring breeze in February is like scissors--------"Yong Willow" by He Zhizhang of Tang Dynasty
Tianjie The light rain is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but not up close. The most beautiful thing about spring is the willows that fill the imperial capital - Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty, "Early Spring Presented to Zhang Shiba of the Water Department"
Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a prophet of the warmth of the spring river. ----------"Two Evening Scenes on the Spring River by Hui Chong" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
It is easy to recognize the east wind, and spring is always bright and colorful----Zhu Xi of the Song Dynasty "Spring Day"
The rain of apricot blossoms makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling. ----------"Quequa" by Monk Zhinan of the Southern Song Dynasty
Chaos The flowers gradually become more charming, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves. ――――Bai Juyi 〈〈Spring Tour in Qiantang Lake〉〉
The moonrise scares the birds, and they sing in the spring stream. ―――――Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream"
The spring tide brings rain in the evening, and there is no boat crossing the wild crossing. ――――Wei Yingwu's "Chuzhou West Stream"
(2) Summer
The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red――――Yang Wanli's "Dawn Out of Silence" Farewell to Lin Zifang from Ci Temple"
Every house is raining during the Huangmei season, and there are frogs everywhere in the grassy ponds--"A Visitor" by Zhao Shixiu of the Song Dynasty
Why do you need to regret that Fang Fei has gone to rest? Summer trees are so gloomy that they are pleasant ----------- "Odd Titles on a Dark Sun in March" by Qin Guan of the Song Dynasty
The red and purple colors have turned into dust, and the sound of cuckoo is heard in the new summer season --- ------Song Lu You's "Early Summer Quatrains"
(3) Autumn
The falling clouds and solitary swans fly together, the autumn water is the same color as the sky---- ----Tang Dynasty? Wang Bo's "Farewell Preface to the Knee King's Pavilion of Hongfu in Autumn"
The trees are all autumn colors, and the only sunset on the mountains-------------Tang ?Wang Ji's "Ambition"
The wind blows thousands of miles away to send the autumn wild geese, and you can enjoy the high building for this purpose--------Tang Dynasty? Li Bai's "Farewell to the Secretary Shu Yun at Xietiao Tower in Xuanzhou"
p>The howling autumn wind in August rolls up the triple thatch on my house---------"Song of Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind" by Tang Du Fu
The cold autumn light of red candles paints the screen, A small light fan flutters at the flowing fireflies. The sky is as cool as water at night. I lie down and watch the Altair and Vega -----Du Mu's "Autumn Eve" of the Tang Dynasty
The sky is blue, the leaves are yellow on the ground, the autumn colors are in waves, and the waves are rising. Cold Smoke and Green ----------- "Su Mu Zhe" by Fan Zhongyan of the Song Dynasty
(4) Winter
Suddenly like a spring breeze coming overnight, thousands of trees bloomed The pear blossoms are blooming---------Cen Shen's "Song of White Snow Sending Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital"
The difference in the air can be adjusted by spreading salt, but it is not like catkins blowing up due to the wind--------- Xie Daoyun of Jin Dynasty, "Couplet in Ode to Snow"
The snowflakes on Yanshan Mountain were as big as mats, blowing down Xuanyuan Terrace one after another----------"Travel to the North Wind" by Li Bai of Tang Dynasty
Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared. A man with a coir raincoat in a lone boat, fishing alone in the snow in the cold river. --------"Jiang Xue" by Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty
Who would cut and carve thousands of piles of snow from the flat ground to create this continuous ceiling----"Li Hua Er" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty "First"
When the six flying flowers come into the house, sit and watch the green bamboos turn into green branches---------"Dui Xue" by Gao Pian of Tang Dynasty
2. About the Four Seasons Article
(1) Describe the sky
Jiangnan is beautiful in spring, the wind is soft, the air is fresh, and the sun is warm; the wheat seedlings in the fields are like a sea, dotted with stars The villages are unsinkable boats, criss-crossed by winding rivers, the willow branches sprouting buds by the river, and the reeds are green when they are drilled out; the calm water in the river wakes up from the purity of winter. , dressed up green and green by the colors of nature.
First, the snow on the sunny slopes is melting, slowly revealing the yellow-black soil. The snow water moistens the soil and soaks last year's grass plants; the grass roots that have survived hibernation are covered by snow. Wake up and come back to life, slowly and stubbornly push away the old grass and rotten leaves, and strive to grow. At the same time, the grass and tree seeds that were shaken down by the wind in autumn in previous years are also wrapped in the wet soil, and their roots are growing in the grass, fighting for their lives.
This year's solar terms are naturally a little later, and the butterflies are still very weak; the butterflies were so tall and straight as soon as they were born. It seems that the world is indeed sweet and pleasant. There are only three or four white clouds in the sky that are not big or bulky, and the swallows are playing with nailing small black holes on the white clouds.
Nature once looked pretty and joyful in the spring, like a girl looking into the future; the grass turned golden, the autumn flowers revealed their pale petals, and the daisies now rarely cut through the grass with their white eyes. , the tone has become thicker, the sun has tilted, letting the orange and sudden glimmers of light slip into the woods. These traces are like the robe of the woman who said goodbye to you, dragging on the ground. It's almost over.
In the spring of February and March, the gentle breeze blows, and the drizzle falls from the sky for no reason. Thousands of soft willows relax their yellow-green branches. Eyes, red, white, and yellow flowers, green grass, and green leaves, all rush together like people rushing to the market, forming an extremely brilliant spring. Those little swallows, such smart and cute little swallows, Then they also flew from the south and joined this wonderful spring scene, adding a lot of life and interest to the spring scene.
The sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly. Miss Chun was so tanned that she squinted her eyes. The new green leaves and the mist in the fields are like her clothes. With the pace of her spring, the green grass broke out of the ground, almost standing up on its feet.
The climate in Xishuangbanna is like spring all year round, but spring is still the most beautiful season. It was in spring, on the eve of the Dai people's Water Splashing Festival, that we came to Olive Dam, known as an "emerald" in Xishuangbanna. When we set foot on this land from the boat on the Lancang River, we immediately felt as if we had arrived at a large natural tropical garden. There are thick shades and blooming flowers everywhere. Walking on the paths between the villages is like walking on a carefully constructed tree-lined road, with only the golden light of the sun shining through the gaps in the dense leaves.
Spring is even more late in being revealed when surrounded by thousands of mountains. The peach blossoms are still blooming there; thin clouds roam from one peak to another, sometimes stopping for a while to block the sun and teach the flowers and plants on the ground to avoid the threat of the flames in its shade. The vine and other ferns grow in the shade under rocks and at the bottom of mountain streams. Red, yellow, blue and purple grass dotted on the greenery.
Time is like a wheel. Autumn has passed. Winter is over. The God of Sichun came happily. Bees and butterflies dance in swarms, birds sing in groups, and various flowers are spread on the treetops. The southern country of chlorine and fluoride can no longer contain the vigorous vitality.
This is the season when thousands of trees flourish. What stands majestically on the distant horizon is no longer the cold winter. Lao Ye doesn't have to make a stronghold, or make that tragic self-sacrifice to protect the trees from the cold winter. Here, even the winter sunshine is as bright as gold, the rain is warm and abundant, and there are inexhaustible nutrients under the surface. Ten thousand trees are having their happy dreams like the wind.
(3) Describe summer
On June 15th, it was crazy hot. As soon as the sun came up, the ground seemed to be on fire. Some gray air that looks like clouds but not clouds, like mist but not mist floats low in the air, making people feel suffocated.
Although there are cliffs, steep walls, fountains, and grasslands here, what is even more bizarre is the glacial lake that sparkles with light. The water of the lake is blue to the bottom, and the reflection of the distant mountains is reflected on the lake surface. In the evening when the glow is all over, you set up a tent on the grassland by the lake, light up the yellow fire, watch the stars in the clear glacial lake, and the snow-capped mountains dyed red by the yellow fire. You simply forget the scorching heat of midsummer and feel like you are in a mythical world. .
White clouds are floating slowly in the sky, and farmers in twos and threes are working hard on the vast land. Tender willow silk hangs low on the edge of the quiet river. The urchins by the river ruined the tranquility of the river: "Look! Look! Loach! This little clam!" The screams and laughter drifted in the morning when the flowers were in bloom, making people deeply feel the joy of summer.
(3) Describing Autumn
Autumn rain slapped their faces. Piles of dark gray clouds weighed low on the earth. It is already late autumn, and the endless trees in the forest are all bare. The old tree stands gloomily, letting the brown moss cover the wrinkles on its body. The ruthless autumn stripped them of their beautiful clothes, and they had no choice but to stand there naked.
Autumn has come with the sound of falling leaves, and the morning is as fresh as dew. The sky emits a soft light, clear and ethereal, which makes people want to hear the song of a skylark flying high, just like looking at the blue sea and thinking of seeing a piece of white sail. The setting sun is the wings of time. When it flies away, it spreads out brilliantly for a moment. So dusk.
The clear sky at the end of late autumn is like an endless calm blue sea; strong white light beats in the air, like microwaves rising from the sea; patches of sorghum at the foot of the mountain are always swaying with plump ears, as if The undulating red water; and the yellowing leaves give the fields a withered color.
What a beautiful autumn. Here, there is no longer scorched earth and ashes. This is a prosperous land where thousands of mountain winds are covered with red carpets. The red pine covered with elastic skin is still alive, standing proudly on the high mountain rocks, the whistle is cheering in the valley, and Bai Wang is flying slowly in the rice fields.
When the sharp west wind blows the sky higher and higher; when the shouting child on the street sees the last south flying goose; when the boundless green grass of the vast field is swayed. When the plants are withered and yellow - when it is at this time, it is autumn, and it is the season when trees lose their leaves.
(4) Describing Winter
The high and vast sky is filled with stars, and the frozen stars are frozen in the eyes due to the cold and dry air.
The warm sunshine is flashing on the lake, and the last batch of red leaves in the mountain forest are still standing proudly on the branches. The bright red and green colors, which are not harmonious, form a unique winter scene. Sometimes, when a gust of wind blows, the leafless branches make a rustling sound, which can also make people feel desolate and sad.
But if you look at those branches again, new buds have already been gestated. These fluffy and inconspicuous buds make you immediately think of the future spring and the days of vitality and flowers.
The fields in winter look particularly empty and vast. The northeast wind whistled unimpeded in the fields. The piles of firewood in the village were blown up, and the big trees tried their best to stand firm and let the wind blow and sway, as if they were trying to regain their strength. However, a few yellow leaves on the branches were blown off. . These leaves also seemed to be afraid of the cold, rolling one by one into the ditch and towards the feet of pedestrians on the road.