What are the poems about spring, summer, autumn and winter in junior high school?

1. All the ancient poems about spring, summer, autumn and winter in junior high school

1. Ancient poems describing spring 1. Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty Sleeping in spring without realizing the dawn, I hear the singing of birds everywhere.

The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen. 2. Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty: The sunrise on the river is red as red as fire, and the spring comes on the river as green as blue.

Listening to Guizi in the mountain temple in the middle of the moon, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. An ancient poem describing spring, summer, autumn and winter.

3. Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty The New Year is not yet full of youth, and I was surprised to see grass buds in early February. The white snow is too late for spring, so it flies through the trees in the garden.

4. Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty The light rain in the street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close. The most beautiful thing about spring is that it is better than smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.

5. Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty The grass and trees know that spring will soon return, and all kinds of red and purple will compete with each other. The poplars and elm pods have no talent and thoughts, but they can only solve the problem of snow flying all over the sky.

6. Bai Juyi of Tang Dynasty. To the north of Gushan Temple and to the west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low. An ancient poem describing spring, summer, autumn and winter.

In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud. The random flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves.

My favorite part of the lake is the east side, with its green trees and white sand embankment. 7. Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty The oriole crows thousands of miles away, reflecting the red green, and the wine flag winds in the mountains and rivers of the water village.

There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and many towers are in the mist. 8. Xu Fu, Song Dynasty. When will the swallows fly back? Peach blossoms bloom when dipped in water.

The spring rain breaks the bridge and no one can cross it, and the small boat pulls out of the willow shade. 2. Ancient poems describing summer 1. Gao Pian of the Tang Dynasty The green trees are thick and shaded during the long summer, and the towers reflect into the pond.

The crystal curtain moves and the breeze rises, and the roses fill the courtyard with incense. 2. Fan Xun of the Tang Dynasty In the middle of summer in the south of the Yangtze River, it rains like a river.

Golden bullets hang down from oranges, and white lotuses sprout from sweet bananas. 3. Jia Feng, Tang Dynasty In the summer of Meng in the south of the Yangtze River, the tender bamboo shoots are like weaving.

The mirage is the pavilion, and the sound of frogs is the orchestra. 4. Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the clear and soft water.

The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a clear fly has already stood on it. 5. Su Shunqin of the Song Dynasty The summer mat in the courtyard is deep and clear, and the pomegranates are blooming all over the curtain.

It is noon in the shade of trees, and I hear the sound of a wandering warbler in my dream. 6. Leihu, Tang Dynasty There is a new sound in the shadow of the green locust tree, and the mist is thin and the wind is not even.

Mo Dao always feels melancholy when he hears it. Some people are worried about others, but others are not worried about others. 7. Lu You of the Song Dynasty The river swelled, the breeze blew on my face, and the moon set and the sky was filled with stars.

Several boats crossed Pukou, and a flute sounded in front of the mountain. 8. Yuan Mei, Qing Dynasty A shepherd boy rides an ox, and his singing shakes the forest.

I wanted to catch the chirping cicada, but suddenly I stood silent. 3. Ancient poems describing autumn 1. Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty Moving the boat to Yanzhu, the guests are worried about the new arrival at dusk.

The sky is low in the wilderness, and the trees are low, and the clear moon on the river is close to the people. 2. Tang Dynasty·Zhang Ji The autumn wind is seen in Luoyang city, and the desire to write is full of ideas.

I’m afraid that I can’t finish the story in a hurry, and the travelers are about to open the gate again. 3. Cheng Hao of the Song Dynasty A clear stream flows through the top of Bishan Mountain, and the empty water is clear and fresh in the color of autumn.

Thirty miles away from the mortal world, white clouds and red leaves linger. 4. Su Shi of the Song Dynasty. The dusk clouds are all gone and overflowing with coldness, and the silver man turns the jade plate silently.

This life and this night will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year? 5. Cheng Hao of the Song Dynasty: Take your time when you have nothing to do, and when you sleep, the sun is already red outside the east window.

Everything is contented when you observe it quietly, and the joy of the four seasons is the same as that of others. The Tao connects the heaven and the earth with no visible form, and I think about the changes in the wind and clouds.

Riches and honors are not obscene and poor and lowly are happy. The man here is a hero. 6. Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty The mountains are clear and the water is clear, frost comes at night, and several trees turn deep red and turn light yellow.

Trying to go up to a high-rise building to clear your bones, it’s not like the spring scenery that makes people crazy. 7. Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty. Silver candles paint the screen in the cold autumn light, and small fans flutter against the flowing fireflies.

The night sky is as cool as water, and I sit and watch Altair and Vega. 8. Du Mu, Tang Dynasty Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is sloping, and there are people living deep in the white clouds.

Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February due to frost. 4. Ancient poems describing winter 1. Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared.

A man with a coir raincoat hat is alone in a boat, fishing alone in the cold snow. 2. Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. I was surprised that the quilt and pillow were cold, and I saw the bright light from the window again.

Late at night, I know the snow is heavy, and I hear the sound of breaking bamboo. 3. Lu Meipo, Song Dynasty. Plum blossoms without snow are not spiritual, while snow without poetry makes people vulgar.

The poem at dusk is full of snow all over the sky, and it is very spring when combined with plum blossoms. 4. Lu Meipo, Song Dynasty. The plum blossoms and snow are fighting for the spring but they are not willing to fall. Sao Renge writes and comments on it.

The plum blossoms are a little less white than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms. 5. Zheng Xie of the Qing Dynasty. When I open the door in the morning, the mountains are covered with snow. The snow is clear, the clouds are pale, and the sun is cold.

There is no plum blossom jelly dripping from the eaves, a kind of loneliness but not leisure. 6. Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty: Sitting and looking at the depths of the sky, there is a cold light at dusk.

I feel lazy when I am tired of dancing in the air, and I feel very busy when the breeze blows. Heaven will not hesitate to let all the Qiong flowers fall, sealing them as plum blossoms and jade without fragrance.

Qian who is thinly boiled into soup cakes, in exchange for the fireworks of the world. 7. Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. I was surprised that my quilt was cold and my pillow was cold. I saw the bright window again.

Late at night, I know the snow is heavy, and I hear the sound of breaking bamboo. 8. Tang·Cen Shen The north wind blows the white grass on the ground and breaks it, and the sky is full of snow in August.

Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed. Scattered into the pearl curtain and wet Luo curtain, the fox fur is not warm and the brocade quilt is thin.

The general's horns and bows cannot be controlled, and the protective armor is still cold. The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and the gloomy clouds condense thousands of miles away.

The Chinese army prepares wine and drinks for returning guests, playing fiddles, lutes, and flutes.

Snow falls one after another on the camp gate, and the red flag is blown by the wind and does not turn over due to the freezing cold.

I saw you off at the east gate of Luntai. When you left, the Tianshan Road was covered with snow. You can't be seen on the winding mountain road, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow. 2. What are the poems about spring, summer, autumn and winter?

Spring 1. Early spring: The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but not up close.

——Han Yu's "Early Spring" 2. When I sleep in spring, I don't realize the dawn, and I hear the singing of birds everywhere. ——Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" 3. The spring scenery of Jinjiang comes to heaven and earth, and the floating clouds of jade barrier change the past and present.

——Du Fu's "Climbing the Tower" 4. The garden is full of spring scenery and can't be contained, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall. ——Ye Shaoweng's "A Visit to the Garden Is Not Worth It" 5. Helplessly, the flowers fall away, and the familiar swallows return.

——Yan Shu's "Huanxi Sand" 6. Early spring: I don't know who cuts the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. ——He Zhizhang's "Ode to the Willows" 7. Early spring: several early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, and whose new swallows peck at the spring mud.

——Bai Juyi's "Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake" 8. The spring river tide reaches the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea rises with the tide. ——Zhang Ruoxu's "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night" 9. Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows? The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass.

——Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci" 10. When the poplar flowers have fallen, Zigui cries, and I hear the dragon marking the road crossing the five streams. ——Li Bai "I heard that Wang Changling moved to the left and Longbiao sent this message" 11. On the south bank of the double green river in the spring breeze, when will the bright moon shine on me again?

——Wang Anshi's "Mooring Boats and Melon Boats" 12. The old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. ——Li Bai's "Farewell to Meng Haoran in Guangling" Summer 1. The fragrance of rice flowers talks about a good year, and the sound of frogs is heard.

——Xin Qiji's "Moon on the West River" 2. The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it. ——Yang Wanli's "Little Pond" 3. Magpies are frightened by the bright moon, and cicadas sing in the breeze in the middle of the night.

——Xin Qiji's "Moon over the Xijiang River" 4. The green trees are thick and overcast in the long summer, and the towers reflect into the pond. ——Gao Pian's "Summer in the Mountain Pavilion" 5. Jujube flowers are falling on clothes and towels, and the sound of winding wheels is heard in the south and north of the village.

——Su Shi's "Huanxi Sand" 6. Returning to the boat late after having fun, and straying into the depths of lotus flowers. ——Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream" 7. The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and the hibiscus is spread to both sides of the face.

——Wang Changling's "Lotus Plucking Song" 8. Drooping wisps of clear dew drink, and the sound of flowing trees comes out. ——Yu Shinan's "Cicada" 9. The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.

——Yang Wanli's "Walking off to Lin Zifang at Dawn from Jingci Temple" Autumn 1. On the Double Ninth Festival, I will come back to see the chrysanthemums. ——Meng Haoran's "Crossing the Old Friend's Village" 2. The moon is setting, the crows are crying, the sky is covered with frost, and Jiang Feng and fishing fire are facing melancholy.

——Zhang Ji's "Night Mooring at Maple Bridge" 3. Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the February flowers. ——Du Fu's "Mountain Journey" 4. A crane flies above the clouds in a clear sky, bringing poetry to the blue sky.

——Liu Yuxi's "Autumn Poems" 5. Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and I say that autumn is better than spring. ——Liu Yuxi's "Autumn Poems" 6. Silently, I went up to the west tower alone, the moon is like a hook, the lonely sycamore deep in the courtyard locks the autumn." ——Li Yu's "Meeting Happily" 7. There are thick trees and luxuriant grass.

——Cao Cao's "Viewing the Sea" 8. The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are rising. ——Cao Cao's "Viewing the Sea" 9. The scenery is different when autumn comes under the fortress, but the geese in Hengyang leave without paying attention.

——Fan Zhongyan's "The Proud Fisherman" 10. The high autumn wind roared in August and rolled up the triple thatch on my house. ——Du Fu's "Song of Thatched Cottage Broken by the Autumn Wind" 11. The autumn wind cannot blow away, but it is always the love of jade.

——Li Bai's "Midnight Wu Song" 12. Worry arises in the dusk, and happiness comes in the autumn. ——Meng Haoran's "Autumn Climbing Ten Thousand Mountains to Send to King Wu" 13. Silver candles draw cold autumn light on the screen, and small fans flutter against the flowing fireflies.

——Du Mu's "Autumn Evening" 14. The endless falling trees are rustling, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling in. ——Du Fu's "Ascend the High" 15. The rain sprinkles on the river at dusk, washing the autumn away.

——Liu Yong's "Little Voice of Ganzhou" Winter 1. Thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting. ——Mao Zedong's "Qinyuan Spring·Snow" 2. Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed.

——Cen Shen's "Song of White Snow Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital" 3. The snowflakes on Yanshan Mountain are as big as a mat, and they blow off the Xuanyuan Terrace. ——Li Bai's "Travel to the North Wind" 4. The vast sea is hundreds of feet long, and the icy clouds are bleak and condensed thousands of miles away.

——Cen Shen's "Song of White Snow Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital" 5. The north wind blows the white grass on the ground, and it snows in August. ——Cen Shen's "Baixue Ge Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital" 6. I wonder if any of the trees in the garden are real plums.

—— Dongfang Qiu's "Spring Snow" 7. Heaven and man would rather use Qiao to cut the water and make the flowers fly. ——Lu Chang's "Shocking Snow" 8. There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone.

——Wang Anshi's "Plum Blossom" 9. The Yinling Mountains in Zhongnan are beautiful, and the snow is floating in the clouds. ——Zu Yong "Watching the Remaining Snow in the South" 10. A man in a boat with a coir raincoat fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.

——Liu Zongyuan's "Snow on the River" 11. Thousands of miles of yellow clouds in the daytime, and the north wind blows down snow. ——Gao Shi's "Farewell to Dong Da" 12. The limelight is like a knife, and the horse hair is covered with snow and steaming with sweat.

——Cen Shen's "Zou Ma Chuan Xing Feng sent the troops out for the Western Expedition". 3. All the ancient poems about spring, summer, autumn and winter in junior high school

1. Ancient poems describing spring 1. Spring Dawn> Tang Dynasty Meng Haoran slept in spring without realizing the dawn, and heard the singing of birds everywhere.

The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen. 2. Recalling Jiangnan > Tang·Bai Juyi: The sunrise on the river is as red as fire, and the spring is as green as blue.

Listening to Guizi in the mountain temple in the middle of the moon, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. An ancient poem describing spring, summer, autumn and winter.

3. Spring Snow> Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty was not even young in the New Year, and he was surprised to see grass buds in early February. The white snow is too late for spring, so it flies through the trees in the garden.

4. Light rain in early spring> The light rain on Han Yutian Street in the Tang Dynasty is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close. The most beautiful thing about spring is that it is better than smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.

5. Late Spring> Tang Dynasty Han Yu’s grass and trees know that spring will soon return, and all kinds of red and purple will compete with each other. The poplars and elm pods have no talent and thoughts, but they can only solve the problem of snow flying all over the sky.

6. Spring trip to Qiantang Lake> Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty is located in the north of Gushan Temple and in the west of Jia Pavilion. The water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low. An ancient poem describing spring, summer, autumn and winter.

In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud. The random flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves.

My favorite part of the lake is the east side, with its green trees and white sand embankment. 7. Jiangnan Spring Quatrains > Tang Dynasty Du Mu The orioles are singing thousands of miles away, reflecting the red green, and the wine flags are blowing in the mountains and rivers of water villages.

There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and many towers are in the mist. 8. Spring outing to the lake>Song Dynasty: When will Xu Fu and the swallows fly back? Peach blossoms bloom when dipped in water.

The spring rain breaks the bridge and no one can cross it, and the small boat pulls out of the willow shade. 2. Ancient poems describing summer 1. Summer in the mountain pavilion > Tang Dynasty High parallel green trees are densely shaded in the long summer, and the towers reflect into the pond.

The crystal curtain moves and the breeze rises, and the roses fill the courtyard with incense. 2. Midsummer>Fan Xun of the Tang Dynasty In midsummer in the south of the Yangtze River, it rains like a river.

Golden bullets hang down from oranges, and white lotuses sprout from sweet bananas. 3. Mengxia> Tang Dynasty Jialong In Mengxia in the south of the Yangtze River, bamboo shoots are like weaving.

The mirage is the pavilion, and the sound of frogs is the orchestra. 4. Xiaochi>Song Dynasty Yang Wanli Spring silently cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the clear and soft water.

The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a clear fly has already stood on it. 5. Summer Thoughts>Song Dynasty Su Shunqin's courtyard is deep and clear in summer, with pomegranates blooming all over the curtain.

It is noon in the shade of trees, and I hear the sound of a wandering warbler in my dream. 6. Wen Cicada> Tang Dynasty: There is a new sound in the shadow of the green locust tree, the mist is thin, the wind is light and the force is not uniform.

Mo Dao always feels melancholy when he hears it. Some people are worried about others, but others are not worried about others. 7. Six Words about Summer > Song Dynasty Lu You The creek is rising, the breeze is blowing on your face, the moon is setting and the sky is full of stars.

Several boats crossed Pukou, and a flute sounded in front of the mountain. 8. What I saw> Qing Dynasty: Yuan Mei, a shepherd boy riding an ox, shook the forest with his singing.

I wanted to catch the chirping cicada, but suddenly I stood silent. 3. Ancient poems describing autumn 1. Staying at Jiande River> Tang Dynasty Meng Haoran moved his boat to Yanzhu, and at dusk the guests were worried about the new scenery.

The sky is low in the wilderness, and the trees are low, and the clear moon on the river is close to the people. 2. Autumn Thoughts > Tang Dynasty Zhang Ji saw the autumn wind in Luoyang city and wanted to write a book full of ideas.

I’m afraid that I can’t finish the story in a hurry, and the travelers are about to open the gate again. 3. Autumn Moon > Song Dynasty Cheng Hao The clear stream flows through the top of Bishan Mountain, and the empty water is clear and the color of autumn is vivid.

Thirty miles away from the mortal world, white clouds and red leaves linger. 4. Mid-Autumn Moon > Su Shi of the Song Dynasty. The dusk clouds have collected and overflowed with the cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently.

This life and this night will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year? 5. Autumn > Song Dynasty Cheng Hao took his time and had nothing to do. When he slept, the sun was already red outside the east window.

Riches and honors are not obscene and poor and lowly are happy. The man here is a hero. 6. Autumn Poems > Tang Dynasty Liu Yu The clear water in Xishan Mountain is clear and frost comes at night, and several trees are dark red and light yellow.

Trying to go up to a high-rise building to clear your bones, it’s not like the spring scenery that makes people crazy. 7. Autumn Eve> Tang Dynasty Du Mu's silver candles paint the screen in cold autumn light, and light and small fans flutter at the flowing fireflies.

The night sky is as cool as water, and I sit and watch Altair and Vega. 8. Mountain Travel > Tang Dynasty Du Mu is far up the Hanshan Mountain on a sloping stone path, and there is a home deep in the white clouds.

Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February due to frost. 4. Ancient poems describing winter 1. Jiangxue>Tang Dynasty Liu Zongyuan Birds flew away from thousands of mountains, and all traces of people disappeared.

A man with a coir raincoat hat is alone in a boat, fishing alone in the cold snow. 2. Snow Night> Tang Dynasty Bai Juyi was surprised that his quilt was cold and his pillow was cold, and he saw the light from the window again.

Late at night, I know the snow is heavy, and I hear the sound of breaking bamboo. 3. Snowy Plum > Song Dynasty Lu Meipo has plum blossoms but no snow, but it is not spiritual, and there is snow but no poetry.

The poem at dusk is full of snow all over the sky, and it is very spring when combined with plum blossoms. 4. Snowy plum blossoms>Song Dynasty Lu Meipo plum blossoms and snow refused to fall in spring, so Sao Renge wrote and commented on it.

The plum blossoms are a little less white than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms. 5. After snow in the mountains> Qing Dynasty·Zheng Xie opened the door in the morning and the mountains were covered with snow. The snow was clear, the clouds were pale, and the sun was cold.

There is no plum blossom jelly dripping from the eaves, a kind of loneliness but not leisure. 6. Watching Snow > Song Dynasty Yang Wanli sat and looked at the depth of the sky, which was so strong that it shone coldly in the dusk.

Qian who is thinly boiled into soup cakes, in exchange for the fireworks of the world. 7. Snow Night> Tang Dynasty Bai Juyi was surprised that his quilt was cold and his pillow was cold, and he saw the light from the window again.

Late at night, I know the snow is heavy, and I hear the sound of breaking bamboo. 8. Bai Xuege sends Magistrate Wu back to the capital> Tang Dynasty Cen Shen is blown by the north wind and the white grass on the ground is broken, and it is snowing in August.

Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed. Scattered into the pearl curtain and wet Luo curtain, the fox fur is not warm and the brocade quilt is thin.

The Chinese army prepares wine and drinks for returning guests, playing fiddles, lutes, and flutes. Snow falls one after another on the camp gate, and the red flag is blown by the wind and does not turn over due to the freezing cold.

I saw you off at the east gate of Luntai. When you left, the Tianshan Road was covered with snow. You can't be seen on the winding mountain road, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow. 4. What are the ancient poems about the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter?

The ancient poems describing the four seasons are:

Spring

1. The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp, the color of grass Seen from a distance but not close. The best thing about spring is that it is better than smoke and willows all over the imperial capital. ——Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty, "Early Spring Presented to Zhang Shiba of the Ministry of Water"

2. Spring is late, and the plants and trees are luxuriant. Cang Geng chops and chops, and picks Qi Qi. ——"The Book of Songs·Xiaoya·Chuche"

3. There is a lot of spring breeze, but it is too busy to grow. The long-lasting lace willows are outsiders; they make honey with the swallows and the bees make honey, and then the light rain blows and it must be clear. ——"Spring Thoughts" by Fang Yue of the Southern Song Dynasty

Summer

1. The summer is long with dense green trees and shadows, and the reflection of the balcony is reflected in the pond. The crystal curtain moves and the breeze rises, filling the courtyard with roses and incense. ——Summer Day in Shanting (Tang Dynasty, Gao Pian)

2. The breeze is unable to kill the heat, and the setting sun flies up the mountain. People are trapped and are afraid that the rivers and seas will dry up. God will not hesitate to dry up the rivers and rivers. ——Wang Ling, a poet of the Song Dynasty, "Summer, Drought and Bitter Heat"

3. Bringing a dog to chase the willows outside the cold, leaning against the Hu bed on the south side of the painting bridge. The moon is bright, the boat flutes are rising, the wind is still in the pond, and the lotus flowers are fragrant - "Enjoying the Coolness" by Qin Guan, a poet of the Song Dynasty.

Autumn

1. The autumn wind rises and white clouds fly, and the grass and trees fall yellow and the geese return south - "Autumn Wind Ci" by Liu Che of the Han Dynasty

2. Tall Birds The yellow clouds are twilight, the cicadas are chilling and the green trees are green in autumn - Tang Dynasty Du Fu's "Changsha Cai Wushi Royal Drinking Banquet in Late Autumn to Send Yin Liujun's Army Back to Fengzhou and Xiang Province"

3. The autumn sand on the far bank is white, and the mountains are red in the evening. ——Du Fu, Tang Dynasty, "Five Poems in the Autumn Wilderness"

Winter

1. The wind shakes the bamboos across the window, and when the door opens, the mountains are covered with snow - Wang Wei, Tang Dynasty, "Remembering the Snow on a Winter Evening" "A Layman's Home"

2. A green vine path, thousands of snow-capped peaks are clear - "Returning to the Old Mountain in Winter" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

3. Suddenly, like a spring breeze coming overnight, thousands of trees Thousands of pear trees are blooming. ——Cen Shen's "Bai Xue Ge Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital" 5. Five lines of ancient poems about spring, summer, autumn and winter (familiar to junior high school students)

Pick 5 lines yourself, it shouldn't be difficult, ^ ^ ^ ^ Spring 1. Early spring: The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but not up close.

——Han Yu's "Early Spring" 2. Sleeping in spring without realizing the dawn, you can hear the singing of birds everywhere. ——Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" 3. The spring scenery of Jinjiang River comes to heaven and earth, and the floating clouds of jade barrier change the past and present.

——Du Fu's "Climbing the Tower" 4. The garden is filled with spring scenery and cannot be contained, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall. ——Ye Shaoweng's "A Visit to the Garden Is Not Worth It" 5. Helplessly, the flowers fall away, and the familiar swallows return.

——Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci" 10. The poplar flowers have fallen and Zigui cries, and I hear the dragon marking the road crossing the five streams. ——Li Bai "I heard that Wang Changling moved to the left and Longbiao sent this message" 11. The spring breeze doubles on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again?

——Wang Anshi's "Mooring the Boat and Melon Boat" 12. The old friend bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. ——Li Bai's "Send Off to Meng Haoran in Guangling" Summer 1. The fragrance of rice flowers talks about a good year, and the sound of frogs is heard.

——Xin Qiji's "Moon over the West River" 2. The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it. ——Yang Wanli's "Little Pond" 3. Magpies are frightened by the bright moon, and cicadas sing in the breeze in the middle of the night.

——Xin Qiji's "Moon over the West River" 4. The green trees are dense and overcast in the long summer, and the towers reflect into the pond. ——Gao Pian's "Summer in the Mountain Pavilion" 5. Jujube flowers are falling on clothes and towels, and reeling wheels are ringing in the south of the village and in the north of the village.

——Su Shi's "Huanxi Sand" 6. Returning to the boat late after the excitement was over, I strayed into the depths of the lotus root. ——Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream" 7. The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and the hibiscus is spread to both sides of the face.

——Wang Changling's "Lotus Plucking Song" 8. Drooping wisps of clear dew drink, and the sound of flowing out of the sparse tung trees. ——Yu Shinan's "Cicada" 9. The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.

——Yang Wanli "Walking off to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple at dawn" Autumn 1. When the Double Ninth Festival comes, I will come to see chrysanthemums. ——Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Friend's Village" 2. The moon is setting, the crows are crying, the sky is full of frost, Jiang Feng is fishing and the fire is facing melancholy.

——Zhang Ji's "Night Mooring at Maple Bridge" 3. Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the February flowers. ——Du Fu's "Mountain Journey" 4. A crane lining the clouds in the clear sky brings poetry to the blue sky.

——Liu Yuxi's "Autumn Poems" 5. Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and I say that autumn is better than spring.

——Liu Yuxi's "Autumn Poems" 6. Speechless, I went up to the west tower alone, the moon is like a hook, the lonely sycamore deep in the courtyard locks the autumn." ——Li Yu's "Happy Meeting" 7. There are thick trees and luxuriant grass.

——Li Bai's "Midnight Wu Song" 12. Worry arises in the dusk, and happiness comes in the autumn. ——Meng Haoran's "Autumn Climbing Ten Thousand Mountains to Send King Five" 13. The cold autumn light of silver candles paints the screen, and the small light fan flutters at the flowing fireflies.

——Du Mu's "Autumn Evening" 14. The endless falling trees are rustling, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling in. ——Du Fu's "Ascend the High" 15. The rain falls on the river at dusk, washing the autumn away.

——Liu Yong's "Whispering Ganzhou" Winter 1. Thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting. ——Mao Zedong's "Qinyuan Spring·Snow" 2. Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed.

——Cen Shen's "Song of White Snow Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital" 3. The snowflakes in Yanshan Mountain are as big as mats, and they blow down Xuanyuan Terrace. ——Li Bai's "Travel to the North Wind" 4. The vast sea is hundreds of feet long, and the ice and sorrowful clouds are bleak and condensed thousands of miles away.

—— Dongfang Qiu's "Spring Snow" 7. Heaven and man prefer to be clever, cutting water to make flowers fly. ——Lu Chang's "Shocking Snow" 8. There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone.

——Wang Anshi's "Plum Blossom" 9. Zhongnan has beautiful Yin ridges and snowy clouds. ——Zu Yong "Watching the Remaining Snow in the South" 10. A man in a boat with a coir raincoat fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.

——Cen Shen's "Zou Ma Chuan Xing Feng sent the troops out for the Western Expedition".

6. Three poems each for spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Spring:

"Spring Night Happy Rain"

Du Fu of Tang Dynasty

Good Rain Know the season, when spring will happen.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moistening things silently.

The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the fire on the river boat is only bright.

Look at the red and wet place at dawn, and the flowers are heavy in the official city.

"Peach Blossoms in Dalin Temple"

Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

When the beauty of April in the world is gone, the peach blossoms in the mountain temple begin to bloom. .

I always regret that I can’t find a place to return in spring, and I don’t know where to turn.

"Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake"

Tang Bai Juyi

< p> North of Gushan Temple and west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is flat at first and the clouds are low.

Several early orioles are vying for warmth in the trees, and the new swallows are pecking at the spring mud.

The random flowers are gradually becoming charming. Eyes, only Asakusa has no horse hooves.

My favorite lake is the east side of the lake, with its white sand embankment in the shade of green trees.

Summer:

"Little Pond"

Song Yang Wanli

The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the trees shines on the water and loves the clear and soft water.

The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it.

"Sent Off to Lin Zifang at Dawn from Jingci Temple"

Song Yang Wanli

After all, the scenery of West Lake in June is different from that of the four seasons.

The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.

"Drunken Book at Wanghu Tower on June 27th"

Su Shi of the Song Dynasty

The black clouds cover the mountains, and the white raindrops jump into the boat.

The ground wind blows away suddenly, and the water below the Wanghu Tower is like the sky.

Autumn:

< p> "Autumn Evening"

Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty

The autumn light of silver candles paints the screen coldly, and the light fan blows at the flowing fireflies.

The night on the sky is as cool as water, sit and watch Altair and Vega.

"Ascending"

Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

The wind is strong and the apes are screaming in mourning, and the white birds are flying back from the clear sand of Zhugong.

The boundless fallen trees are rustling, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling in.

The sad autumn of thousands of miles is often a guest, and a hundred years of illness is the only one on the stage.

Hardship hates the frost on the temples, and the downfall comes to a new stop. Turbid wine cup.

"Staying on the Jiande River"

Tang Meng Haoran

Moving the boat to Yanzhu, the guests are worried about the new arrival at dusk.

Wild The sky is low and the trees are low, the river is clear and the moon is close to the people.

Winter:

"Snow at Night"

Tang Bai Juyi

Already amazed at the quilt The pillow is cold, and the window is bright again.

Late at night, the snow is heavy, and I hear the sound of breaking bamboo.

"Snow on the River"

Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty

Birds have disappeared from thousands of mountains, and human traces have disappeared from thousands of paths.

A lone man in a boat and a man in a coir raincoat fishes alone in the snow in the cold river.

"Farewell to Dong Da"

< p> Tang Gaoshi

Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white sun, the north wind blows wild geese and snow.

Don’t worry about the road ahead without friends, and no one in the world will know you.

"Plum Blossom Quatrains"

Lu You of the Song Dynasty

Hearing the plum blossoms in the morning wind, snow piles are all over the four mountains.

Where can I turn into a hundred billions? A plum blossom tree blooms. 7. A collection of poems describing spring, summer, autumn and winter

1. Poems describing spring: "Rain on a Spring Night" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the river boats are only bright with fire.

Look at the red and wet places at dawn, and the flowers are heavy on the official city. "Ode to the Willow" by He Zhizhang of the Tang Dynasty The jasper tree is as tall as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down.

I don’t know who cuts out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. "Peach Blossoms in Dalin Temple" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. The beauty of April in the world is gone, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom.

I always regret that there is no place to return to in spring, and I don’t know where to turn. "Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. To the north of Gushan Temple and to the west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low.

In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud. The random flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves.

My favorite part of the lake is the east side, with its green trees and white sand embankment. "Spring Dawn" by Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty. When sleeping in spring, I don't realize the dawn, and I hear the singing of birds everywhere.

The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen. "Hui Chong's "Evening Scene on the Spring River"" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty. Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo are prophets of the warmth of the spring river.

The ground is covered with wormwood and reed buds, which is when the puffer fish is about to come. "A Visit to the Garden Isn't Worth It" Ye Shaoweng of the Song Dynasty Ying Lian's teeth are stained with green moss, and the door of the small button firewood cannot be opened for a long time.

The garden is full of spring scenery and can’t be contained, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall. "Spring Day" by Zhu Xi of the Song Dynasty. The beautiful sun finds its beauty on the shore of Si River, and the boundless scenery is new for a while.

It is easy to recognize the east wind, and it is always spring with its colorful colors. "Recalling Jiangnan·Jiangnan is Good" Tang Bai Juyi Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is familiar to me.

When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan? When I recall Jiangnan, I remember Hangzhou the most.

Looking for osmanthus seeds in the middle of the moon in the mountain temple, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion.

When will we visit again? Reminiscing about Jiangnan, followed by recalling Wu Palace.

A glass of Wu wine and spring bamboo leaves, Wu and her two dances are drunk with hibiscus. Will we meet again sooner or later? 2. Poems about describing summer: "Sigh on a Summer Night" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty The sun will never fade, the steaming heat poisons my intestines.

The wind from thousands of miles away blows my clothes. The bright moon comes out of Haotian, and the dense forest spreads the light.

The bitter nights in midsummer are short, so open the Xuan to enjoy the slight coolness. In the virtual light, you can see the smallest details, and feathers and insects are also flying.

No matter how big or small things are, they adapt to their own conditions. Thinking of Bihogos, guarding the frontier in the poor years.

Why do we look at each other with hotness after one wash. There was a fight in the evening, and the noise reached thousands of directions.

Although I am covered in bruises, it is better to return home early. The north city is filled with sorrow, and the storks and cranes are flying.

When the condition becomes irritated and tired, intense thoughts will make you feel better. "First Summer" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty: Meng Xia is rich in all kinds of things, and the flora and fauna are good for a while.

Elks love deep forests, and insects and snakes love abundant grass. Flying birds love dense leaves, and swimming scales delight in new algae.

The sky is harmonious, but I am alone and withered. One body is at the end of the world, and all the flesh and blood are far away.

There are no visitors from the old country, and there are many enemies. What's the use of being worried? It's just a labor of love.

It is better to relax your body and mind and let nature make you happy. There is a lot of fine wine in Xunyang, which can keep the cup dry.

The fish is as cheap as mud, and it will not be too late to cook with moxibustion. Eat at the temple in the morning and get drunk on the island in the lake at dusk.

Why return to your hometown? How can you live forever? "Pastoral Miscellany in Summer" (Part 1) Fancheng of the Song Dynasty. The plums are golden and the apricots are fat, and the wheat flowers, snow and cabbage flowers are sparse.

No one passes the fence during the long day, only dragonflies and butterflies fly. "Little Pond" Song Yang Wanli The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the trees shines on the water and loves the clearness and softness.

The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it. "Sent Off to Lin Zifang at Dawn from Jingci Temple" by Song Yang Wanli After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of West Lake is different from that of the four seasons.

The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. "Drunken Book at Wanghu Tower on June 27th" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty Black clouds rolled over the mountains without covering the mountains, and white raindrops jumped into the boat.

The ground wind blows away suddenly, and the water under Wanghu Tower is like the sky. "Unnamed Miscellaneous Poems" Mingshi Naian The red sun is scorching like fire, and the fields and rice are half withered.

The farmer's heart is like boiling water, and the princes and princes are shaking their fans. 3. Poems about autumn: "Midnight Autumn Song" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty There is a moon in Chang'an and the sound of thousands of households pounding their clothes.

The autumn wind never blows away, but there is always love. When the Huru are defeated, the good men will stop the expedition.

"Ascend the Xie Tiao North Tower in Xuancheng in Autumn" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty. The river city is like a painting, with mountains at dawn and a clear sky. The rain catches the bright mirror, and a rainbow falls on the two bridges.

The crowds are cold, the oranges and pomeloes are blooming, and the autumn colors are like the old sycamore trees. Who wants to be in the north building? I feel grateful to you in the wind.

"Autumn Night Song" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty. The autumn dew of Gui Po is slight when he is born. The silver zheng has been played diligently for a long time at night, but I am timid and can't bear to return to the empty room.

"Autumn Evening" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty Silver candles paint the screen with cold autumn light, and small fans flutter against the flowing fireflies. The sky is as cold as water at night, and I sit and watch Altair and Vega.

"Climbing High" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty The wind is strong, the apes high in the sky are screaming in mourning, and the white birds are flying back from the clear sand in Zhugistan. The endless falling trees rustled, and the endless Yangtze River rolled in.

Wanli is always a guest in the sad autumn, but he has been sick for hundreds of years and only appears on the stage. Difficulty and bitterness hate the frost on the temples, and the wine glass is stained by the new stop.

"Staying on the Jiande River" Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty moved his boat to Yanzhu, and at dusk the guests were worried about the new arrival. The trees are low in the open sky, and the clear moon on the river is close to the people.

"Reminiscences of Shandong Brothers on September 9th" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty I am a stranger in a foreign land, and I miss my family even more during the festive season. I know from afar that when my brothers climbed to a high place, there was only one less person planting dogwood trees.

"Mountain Travel" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is slanted, and there are people living in the white clouds. Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February due to frost.

"To Liu Jingwen" Su Shi of the Song Dynasty The lotuses have no rain cover, and the chrysanthemums are still covered with proud frost branches. It is a good time of year to remember that it is the time of orange and green.

"Dwelling in the Mountains in the Dark Autumn" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late for autumn. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks.

The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat. Let the spring fragrance rest at will, and the kings and grandsons can stay.

"Ode to the Dusk River" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty A setting sun spreads over the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red. It's a pity that on the third night of September, the dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow.

4. Poems about describing winter: "Snow on the River" by Liu Zongyuan of the 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.

"Farewell to Dong Da" by Tang Gaoshi The yellow clouds are thousands of miles away, and the sun is shining brightly, and the north wind is blowing wild geese and snow. Don't worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you.

"Ode to Plum Blossoms" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty There are several plum trees in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone. I know it's not snow from afar, but only the faint fragrance.

"Snow Plum" by Lu Meipo, Song Dynasty. The plum and snow refused to fall in the spring, so the poet put down his writing and commented on it. The plum blossoms are three cents whiter than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms.

"Winter Pastoral Miscellaneous" Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty set off his boat to watch the snow-capped mountains clear, and the wind was still chilly and even more condensed in the evening. I sit and listen to a pole of broken pearls and jade, unaware that the lake has turned into ice.

"Bai Xue Ge Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital" by Tang Cen Shen The north wind blows and the white grass breaks on the ground, and it snows in August. Suddenly a spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloom.

The pearl curtains are scattered and wet, and the fox fur is not warm and the brocade quilt is thin.

The general's horns and bows cannot be controlled, and the guards' iron coats are cold and uncomfortable.

The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and the gloomy clouds condense thousands of miles away. The Chinese army prepares wine and drinks for the returning guests, playing fiddles, lutes, lutes and flutes.

The snow falls one after another on the camp gate, and the red flag is blown by the wind and does not turn over due to the freezing cold. I saw you off at the east gate of Luntai. When you left, the road to Tianshan Mountain was covered with snow.

Mountain. 8. Ancient poems about spring, summer, autumn and winter

Spring: Plant one grain of millet in spring and harvest ten thousand grains in autumn. "Compassion for the Farmers" (Li Shen)

Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. "Spring Night Rain" (Du Fu)

Summer: The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and dragonflies have already stood on it. "Little Pond" (Yang Wanli)

The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. "Walking off to Lin Zifang at dawn from Jingci Temple" (Yang Wanli)

Autumn: the moon sets, crows cry, and the sky is filled with frost, and the river maples and fishing fires face melancholy. "Night Mooring at Maple Bridge" (Zhang Ji)

Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the February flowers. "Mountain Journey" (Du Mu)

Winter: There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone. "Plum Blossom" (Wang Anshi)

Thousands of birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared.

"Jiang Snow" (Liu Zongyuan)