Poems from January to December:
The first month is sunny and the atmosphere is new, and there are already drunken tourists. (Tang Bai Juyi's "Fasting in Early Spring, Answering the Ten Gifts of Huangfu")
There was no fragrance in the New Year, and grass buds were surprised in early February. (Chun Xue by Tang Han Yu)
An old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. (Tang Li Bai's a farewell to meng haoran on his way to yangzhou of the Yellow Crane Tower)
In April, the world is full of flowers, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom. (Tang Bai Juyi's Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple)
It snows in Tianshan Mountain in May, and there are no flowers but cold. (Tang Li Bai's Song of the Sai Xia)
After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that of the four o'clock in June. (Yang Wanli, Song Dynasty, "Dawn Out of Jingci Temple to Send Lin Zifang")
on the seventh day of the Seventh-month, in the Palace of Long Life, we told each other secretly in the quiet midnight world. (Tang Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow)
In August and autumn, the high wind howled, and it swept the triple hairs on my house. (Tang Du Fu's "The Hut is Broken by Autumn Wind")
On the third night of September, the dew is like a real pearl and the moon is like a bow. (Tang Bai Juyi's "Ode to the Mujiang River")
I don't know that in October, on the cold river, the three nights of steep sleep were light. (Qing Cha Shenxing's "Pan Min's Original Rhyme on a Cold Night")
From mid-November to night, people travel 3, miles away. (Tang Bai Juyi's Winter Solstice in Yangmeiguan)
In the cold winter of December, severe frost is practiced in the morning. (Han Anonymous's Bieshi)
There are twelve months in a year, and a year is divided into four quarters, namely, spring, summer, autumn and winter. Spring, summer, autumn and winter refer to the four seasons of the earth in a year, which is the result of the earth's orbit around the sun.
the origin of the four seasons: our earth is constantly revolving around the sun, and at the same time, it is also rotating around its own earth axis, but the earth axis is not perpendicular to the orbital plane, but has an inclination angle of 23 degrees and 27 minutes. It is precisely because of this inclination that the direct point of the sun on the earth's surface moves between the tropic of cancer and the south, thus forming four seasons: spring, summer, autumn and winter.
spring: spring refers to the period from beginning of spring to long summer in Chinese lunar calendar, that is, the first, second and third months of the lunar calendar, which includes six solar terms, namely, beginning of spring, Rain, Scaring, Equinox, Qingming and Grain Rain. Its climate is characterized by warmth and humidity.
Summer: Summer refers to the period from long summer to beginning of autumn, that is, the fourth, fifth and sixth months of the lunar calendar, including the six solar terms of long summer, Xiaoman, Mangzhong, Summer Solstice, Slight Summer and Great Summer. The climate in summer is characterized by heat, which is a season of steaming in hot summer.
autumn: autumn refers to the period from beginning of autumn to beginning of winter, that is, July, August and September of the lunar calendar, including six solar terms: beginning of autumn, Chushu, Bailu, Autumnal Equinox, Hanlu and first frost. The climate in autumn is mainly dry, and people often describe it as "crisp in autumn" and "windy and dry".
Winter: Winter begins in beginning of winter in the lunar calendar and ends in beginning of spring in the following year. It includes six solar terms, namely beginning of winter, light snow, heavy snow, winter solstice, slight cold and severe cold, namely October, November and December in the lunar calendar. The climate in winter is mainly cold. Winter is the season when all things are hidden and hidden. At this time, it is cold and everything is dying, and it is a scene of depression.
January-December is a constellation theory in the west.
Aquarius: January 21st-February 19th
Pisces: February 2th-March 2th
Aries: March 21st-April 2th
Taurus: April 21st-May 21st
Gemini: May 22nd-June 21st < March 23rd
Virgo: August 24th-September 23rd
Libra: September 24th-October 23rd
Scorpio: October 24th-November 22nd
Sagittarius: November 23rd-December 21st
Capricorn: December 22nd. 659395.htm 2. Classic poems describing January to December
March: Give Qian Zhengjun Shao Yang Li Bai and Bai Yu a glass of wine, and Green Yang in March.
in the remaining days of the spring breeze, the temples become silk. A night at night only to drink wine, at this time the rod fishing may not be late.
If you hunt in the Wei River, you can still be an imperial teacher. Yellow Crane Tower a farewell to meng haoran on his way to yangzhou Li Bai's old friend resigned from the Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.
The solitary sail shows the blue sky in the distance, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. Chun Wang Du Fu though a country be sundered, hills and rivers endure, and spring comes green again to trees and grasses.
where petals have been shed like tears, and lonely birds have sung their grief. The war has lasted for more than half a year, the letter from home is rare, and a hundred and thousands of gold.
I stroke my white hair. It has grown too thin, to hold the hairpins any more. May: Six songs under the plug (part one) Li Bai may snow in Tianshan Mountain, with no flowers but cold.
I smell the willow in the flute, but I haven't seen the spring scenery. The soldiers fought against the enemy in the golden drums during the day, and slept in the saddle in the evening.
I'm willing to cut Loulan with my sword at my waist. Listening to the flute playing on the Yellow Crane Tower with Shi Langzhongqin, Li Baiyi went to Changsha for moving guests and looked at Chang 'an in the west.
Yu Di blows in the Yellow Crane Tower, and plum blossoms fall in Jiangcheng in May. Dai Shulun Matsushita Maoting is cool in May, and Tingshayun tree is pale in the evening.
pedestrians miss the autumn wind infinitely, and the green hills across the water are like their hometown. June: Luofushan people and Ge articles Li He Yiyi should weave rivers and rain, and typhoon Lan in June in the rain.
Boluo went out of the cave when he was an immortal, and the stone bed of Chitose called ghost work. The snake venom is thick and wet, and the river fish does not eat the sand.
if you want to cut a foot of heaven in the middle of Hunan, Wu E can't be rude. July: Song of Eternal Sorrow Bai Juyi china's Emperor, craving beauty that might shake an empire, was on the throne for many years, searching, never finding.
till a little child of the Yang clan, hardly even grown, bred in an inner chamber, with no one knowing her. But with graces granted by heaven and not to be concealed, at last one day was chosen for the imperial household.
if she but turned her head and smiled, there were cast a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of the Six Palaces faded into nothing. It was early spring. They bathed her in the FlowerPure Pool, which warmed and smoothed the creamy-tinted crystal of her skin.
and, because of her languor, a maid was lifting her, when first the Emperor noticed her and chose her for his bride. The cloud of her hair, petal of her cheek, gold ripples of her crown when she moved, were sheltered on spring evenings by warm hibiscus curtains.
but nights of spring were short and the sun arose too soon, and the Emperor, from that time forth, forsook his early hearings. And lavished all his time on her with feasts and revelry, his mistress of the spring, his despot of the night.
there were other ladies in his court, three thousand of rare beauty, but his favours to three thousand were concentered in one body. The Golden House is dressed up to serve the night, and when tables were cleared in the Tower of Jade, she would loiter, slow with wine.
all brothers and sisters are emigrants, and, because she so illumined and glorified her clan. She brought to every father, every mother through the empire, happiness when a girl was born rather than a boy.
...High rose Li Palace, entering blue clouds, and far and wide the breezes carried magical notes. Of soft song and slow dance, of string and bamboo music, the Emperor's eyes could never gaze on her enough.
till war-drums, booming from Yuyang, shocked the whole earth, and broke the tunes of The Rainbow Skirt and the Feathered Coat. The Forbidden City, the nine-tiered palace, loomed in the dust, from thousands of horses and chariots headed southwest.
the imperial flag opened the way, now moving and now pausing, but thirty miles from the capital, beyond the western gate. The men of the army stopped, not one of them would stir, till under their horses' hoofs they might trample those moth-eyebrows.
flowery hairpins fell to the ground, no one picked them up, and a green and white jade hair-tassel and a yellowgold hair-bird. The Emperor could not save her, he could only cover his face, and later when he turned to look, the place of blood and tears.
was hidden in a yellow dust blown by a cold wind, at the cleft of the Dagger-Tower Trail they crisscrossed through a cloud-line. Under Emei Mountain. The last few came, flags and banners lost their colour in the fading sunlight.
but as waters of Shu are always green and its mountains always blue, so changeless was His Majesty's love and deeper than the days. He stared at the desolate moon from his temporary palace, he heard bell-notes in the evening rain, cutting at his breast.
and when heaven and earth resumed their round and the dragon car faced home, the Emperor clung to the spot and would not turn away. From the soil along the Mawei slope, under which was buried, that memory, that anguish. Where was her jade-white face?.
ruler and lords, when eyes would meet, wept upon their coats, as they rode, with loose rein, slowly eastward, back to the capital. The pools, the gardens, the palace, all were just as before, the Lake Taiye hibiscus, the Weiyang Palace willows.
but a petal was like her face and a willow-leaf her eyebrow, and what could he do but cry whenever he looked at them?. Peach-trees and plum-trees blossomed, in the winds of spring, lakka-foliage fell to the ground, after autumn rains.
the Western and Southern Palaces were littered with late grasses, and the steps were mounded with red leaves that no one swept away. Li Yuan disciple Bai Fuxin, and the eunuchs thin-eyebrowed in her Court of PepperTrees;.
over the throne flew fire-flies, while he brooded in the twilight., he would lengthen the lamp-wick to its end and still could never sleep.. Bell and drum would slowly toll the dragging nighthours, and the River of Stars grow sharp in the sky, just before dawn.
and the porcelain mandarin-ducks on the roof grow thick with morning frost, who's with * * *? With the distance between life and death year after year, and yet no beloved spirit ever visited his dreams.
at Lingqiong lived a Taoist priest who was a guest of heaven, able to summon spirits by his concentrated mind. Thinking about the King, that they besought the Taoist priest to see if he could find her.
he opened his way in space and clove the ether like lightning, up to heaven, under the earth, looking everywhere. Above, he searched the Green Void, below, the Yellow Spring, but he failed, in either place, to find the one he looked for.
and then he heard accounts of an enchanted isle at sea, a part of the intangible and incorporeal world. With pavilions and fine towers in the five-coloured air, and of exquisite immortals moving to and fro.
and of one among them-whom they called The Ever True, with a face of snow and flowers resembling hers he sought. So he went to the West Hall's gate of gold and knocked at the jasper door, and asked a girl, called Morsel-of-Jade, to tell The Doubly- Perfect.
and the lady, at news of an envoy from the Emperor of China, was startled out of dreams in her nine-flowered, canopy. She pushed aside her pillow, dressed, shook away sleep, and opened the pearly shade and then the silver screen.
Yunji is half asleep, and her flower-cap was loose when she came along the terrace. While a light wind filled her cloak and fluttered with her motion, as though she danced The Rainbow Skirt and the Feathered Coat.
and the tear-drops drifting down her sad white face, were like a rain in spring on the blossom of the pear. But love glowed deep within her eyes when she bade him thank her liege, whose form and voice had been strange to her ever since their parting.
in since happiness had ended at the Court of the Bright Sun, the sun and the moon grow in the Pengcai Palace. But when she turned her face and looked down toward the earth, and tried to see the capital, there were only fog and dust.
so she took out, with emotion, the pledges he had given, and, through his envoy, sent him back a shell box and gold hairpin. But kept one branch of the hairpin and one side of the box, breaking the gold of the hairpin, breaking the shell of the box.
"Our souls belong together," she said, "like this gold and this shell", somewhere, sometime, on earth or in heaven, we shall surely. And she sent him, by his messenger, a sentence reminding him, of vows which had been known only to their two hearts.
on the seventh day of the Seventh-month, in the Palace of Long Life, we told each other secretly in the quiet midnight world. That we wished to fly in heaven, two birds with the wings of one, and to grow together on the earth, two branches of one tree..
earth endures, heaven endures; some time both shall end, while this unending sorrow goes on and on for ever. August: a Song of White Snow in Farewell to Field-Clerk Wu Going Home, Cen Can, the north wind rolls the white grasses and breaks them, and the Eighth-month snow across the Tartar sky.
is like a spring gale, come up in the night, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. Snow flakes fall into the curtain, wet the curtain, fur wear not warm Jinbei is also too thin.
bows become rigid, can hardly be drawn, it's hard to protect your iron clothes. The desert iced over thousand feet and there was a crack, and the sky filled with gloom and gloom.
but we drink to our guest bound home from camp, and play him barbarian lutes, guitars, harps. In the evening, before the gate of the headquarters, the heavy snow fell, the red flag was frozen and the wind could not be towed.
we watch him through Wheel-Tower Gate going eastward, into the snow-mounds of Heaven-Peak Road. And then he disappears at the turn of the pass, leaving behind him only hoof-prints, September: Wang Wei, on the mountain holiday thinking of my brothers in shandong, is a stranger in a foreign land, and always misses his relatives during festivals.
I know from a distance where my brother climbs, and there is one less person in the dogwood. A trip to Zoumachuan is a gift to the Western Expedition. Cen Can has not seen Zoumachuan, the snowy seaside, and and sand, up from the desert, flies yellow into heaven.
this Ninth-month night is blowing cold at Wheel Tower, and valleys, fill with the broken boulders like peck measures and that downward, headlong, follow the wind. In spite of grey grasses, Tartar horses are plump, west of the Hill of Gold, smoke and dust gather, o General of the Chinese troops, start your campaign!.
keep your iron armour on all night long, send your soldiers forward with a clattering of weapons! and while the sharp wind's point cuts the face like a knife. And snowy sweat steams on the horses' backs, freezing a pattern of five-flower coins, your challenge from camp, from an inkstand of ice.
has chilled the barbarian chieftain's heart, you will have no more need of an actual battle! and we await the news of victory, here at the western pass!. I have never seen Shen Quanqi Lujia young married woman Yu Jintang, where swallows perch in pairs on beams of tortoiseshell.
hears the washing-mallets' cold beat shake the leaves down, the Liaoyang expedition will be gone ten years. And messages are lost in the White Wolf River, here in the City of the Red Phoenix autumn nights are long.
who says you can't see alone with sorrow, sees only moonlight on the yellow-silk wave of her loom! October: Lianchang Palace Ci Yuan Zhen Lianchang Palace is full of palace bamboos, and no one is like a bunch for a long time. There are also Chiba peaches on the wall, and the wind is blowing and the flowers are red.
The old man beside the palace wept for Yu: "I ate in my early years. The emperor is looking at the fairy building, and it's too true to stand on its feet.
the upstairs and front of the building are full of pearls, dazzling and shining. Come back like a dream, why don't you prepare for the palace! The first cold food was 16, and the store was smokeless and green.
midnight. 3. What are the poems with the word
1. Happiness lies in happiness, but it is hard to believe today
2. There is no personal misfortune, and it will not cost Dan Qing
3 to join the Qing Dynasty in Sun Chu, and the secluded city and Mei Fu
4. Because of charity, it will bring misfortune to Xiang Qiao
5. Poor Yuan Fuqing, but also learn to sit in a bed
6. If you get a quilt, you will be able to do it. Chuanyuan seems to be blessed and blessed
8. The situation of smoke and radish forces the fairy cave, and Danzao also promises to find out
9. He doesn't love the fairy family to ascend the truth, and wishes that the four seas will be blessed, Qian Li
1. Seven virtues and nine merits have been smooth, and the bright spirit will be blessed.
11. Tomorrow will be a sunny day, and you will be blessed, and you will not hesitate to look at each other to stop the cold night.
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15 Misfortune is never far away, and occasionally the sky is hazy on the flat ground
16 Stone bridge looks out to the sea, and Xu Fukong can't come to visit the spring platform of Jade-Tree Committee
17 Xu Fu's boat hasn't returned yet
18 Suddenly I heard that Mei Fu came to visit me, and he came out of the thatched cottage with a smile.
19 The prestigious name is always empty, and the gods' happiness and goodness are hazy < Another year of social dance and village songs
22 Li Si didn't realize in Cang Cang, and Xu Fuying had nothing to travel abroad
23 When the third qu was facing Fuxing, he was so happy that the monarch and the marquis were wonderful and fussy
24 Because he lived in the mountain, he hid his name in the mountain,
25% of the Buddhist monks didn't want to return, and the muscles of macaques were tender and tender,
26 were naturally thin. -The Book of Songs of Eucalyptus
It's hard to recover the Han Dynasty, yet he wielded his mind for it, yielded his life. -Five Poems of Du Fu
in Ode to the Historic Sites are about knowing that Mei Fu was a disciple, and recalling Tao Qian's return. -fengqiu county Gao Shi
to be prince, duke, premier, general, was never my desire;, and if the God would bless me, what better could he grant than this?. -stopping at a temple on heng mountain i inscribe this poem in the gate-tower Han Yu
He can turn a disaster into a blessing, and he can afford it from his enemy. -Qian xuyin
what will the heavenly generals do to the moth eyebrow? Life and death, lakes and mountains in their heyday. -Gong Zizhen, a miscellaneous poem written by Jihai
He said that his blessings are endless, but I don't know that the prince has made him a duke. -Sui Di Liu Bai Juyi
Dexing brings happiness to people, and the rain helps the old age. —— Bai Juyi, who traveled to Iowa
Fortunately, he returned to agriculture, but it is not a blessing to know? -three songs of Bai Juyi returning to the field
are still like Anfu Temple in previous years, but * * * Jun tried it privately, but it came back. -Jing' an North Street gives Li 2 Bai Juyi
There is no place to look for good or bad, so it is better to enter the cup in your hand. -Bai Juyi at the end of the year
Knowing more is not a blessing in disguise, but speaking less is Yuan Heng. -Jiangzhou went to Zhongzhou to Jiangling, and he has come to show his younger brother's fifty rhymes in the boat. Bai Juyi
The fortunes of the world are unpredictable, and the world is always full of storms. -three poems of Bai Juyi
sung at the end of the year in Wushen may not be thin, but it's just as well that long happiness is poor. -self-praise Bai Juyi
Many talents are not fortune, but misfortune is cleverness. —— Crying for Bai Juyi in Huangfu Qilang
Those who go at large die, knowing that fortune is not natural. -Ode to history for nine years in November. Bai Juyi
There are reasons for good fortune and ill fortune, but you should know better than to worry. -feeling excited two Bai Juyi
it's easy to be bored with splendor, but it's harder to sell leisure and happiness. -tell relatives and friends Bai Juyi
The fortunes are boundless, and most of them leave early like prophets. -November 21, 1999, I felt sorry for myself and made a Japanese independence.