After all, the scenery of the West Lake in mid-June is different from that at four o'clock. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. ? 0? 2? 0? 2? 0? 2
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Grass:
Fu De Gu Farewell Tang Bai Juyi Yuan Ye on the vast grass, come and go with the seasons. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes. Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
Tree:
How "Song Liu" jasper decorated trees, thousands of strands of moss tapestries hanging down. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
"Bamboo Stone" Zheng Xie insists that the green hills are not relaxed, and the roots are broken. A thousand blows are still strong, and the wind is southeast and northwest.
Liu Tang Dai Shulun on the levee
The weeping willows are full of silk, and spring comes to weave parting. Pedestrians climb high, when my concubine heartbroken.
Liu Jue ju Tang du mu
A group of trees are newly opened, and they are fascinated by the amorous feelings of spring.
Fan Chuan, the old country hates her, half built the village bridge and half blew the stream.
Snow:
Don Han Yu's "Chun Xue" didn't go well in the New Year, and he was surprised to see grass buds in early February. Snow comes in late spring, which means the flowers in the courtyard are flying.
Bai Xuege bid farewell to Tian Wu, the north wind rolled white grass, and eight In the snow crossed the Tatar Day. Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom.
Rain:
Yu's Early Spring is a member of the Ministry of Water Resources, Zhang.
There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.
"Spring Dawn" Meng Haoran This morning in spring, I woke up briskly, and birds were singing everywhere. How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
Water:
"Spring Water" Tang Du Fu
Peach blossom waves in March, the river flows back to the old marks. There is no sand tail in the morning, and the blue color moves Chai Men.
Pick up the delicious bait and pour it into the small garden with a pipe. With countless birds, it's noisy to take a shower.
Spring Water Tang Jianxun
It is out of place for thousands of factions to fight for rain, and it is even more difficult to get around when spring comes late.
Forcha, far from the temple of Yu Xia, is surrounded by light seagulls.
The green bank gradually flattens the willow belt, and the old stream should be warm and negative.
Whose home the wind leans on, and who cares about watching the mandarin duck.