1 Tang Hezhi's "Singing Willow": "Jasper adorns the tree, and thousands of strands of green silk hang down. I don't know who to cut it for. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. "
2 Tang Hanyu's "Chun Xue": "There is no fragrance in the New Year, and the grass shoots in early February. Snow is too late for spring, and it is intended to fly for the flowers on the courtyard trees. "
summer
1 Tang Gao's "Summer in the Mountain Pavilion": "The trees are shaded in summer and the balcony is reflected in the pool. The water curtain moves and the breeze blows, and the roses are full of fragrance. "
2 Wang Anshi's "Early Summer is Things" Liang Shi's hut has a bend, and the water splashes west. Warm wind gives birth to wheat on sunny days, and green grass wins flowers.
autumn
1 "Cezanzo" Liu Tang Deren
Villages and wells are inseparable, and the poor are sad. Born in a foreign country, it snows in the Mid-Autumn Festival.
The geese spread their wings and the river penetrated into the stream. The general is not bitter, so he took a seal from here.
2 "Hao Tian Guan Xin Zhi Zhu" Liu Tang Deren
On the branches and leaves blown by the breeze, the mountain birds have come to roost. Never leave the bank of the ancient ditch, live in the autumn and watch the moss.
Think of all the plants and trees, only this dust comes out. Hate is to move the monarch late, and the empty court is even more to be planted.
winter
1 Tao Jin Yuanming's "Work in mid-December when you are old, stay away from your brother": "At the end of the year, it snows in hentai. There is no hope in the ear, but the eyes are clean. "
2 In Two Poems by Li Hua: "In the spring, Luo Yang Garden is particularly crowded. Who will cut the snow on the flat ground into this smallpox? "
Spring (modern poetry)
First, the small forest effect in cities.
Green again, my grove.
Ants and flying insects in the Woods
These humble lives come with spring.
Under the soil, I heard the sound of earthworm crawling.
Knock down the mud-sealed door with a soft head
I saw a flock of goats on the grass in the grove.
Waving his long beard and bleating.
Shook my youth and soul.
A black goat came to me leisurely.
Tears of happiness hung on his face.
Second, open the door of spring.
I hear birds chirping.
In the city, there are several spring birds.
They are afraid to go into town.
Just cheering and jumping outside the classroom.
They are as simple as farmers in the countryside.
Let me sprout a sense of closeness.
They are my friends.
Like a relative I met by chance.
They are looking for unknown bugs.
Make a friendly voice to one's companion
After school, I fell in love with birdsong.
In the debate about birds,
I pushed open the door of spring.
Third, this spring
My heart is at sixes and sevens this spring.
Think for a moment about some tombstones.
Think of my childhood for a while.
My heart is at sixes and sevens this spring.
Poetry in spring is written in spring.
My poems are the leaves of grass and crowns in spring.
This spring,
What else can I do?
Who else can I embrace spring and time with?
summer
Through the dewy morning from here.
Facing the hot eyes here
a stream of light
Sublimation of peace
This is the first time my heart has confronted you.
There are also
A tree
A leaf
A more colorful conversation
Because of your arrival.
The warm existence of the world
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Synchronize with purple
Come to early summer
I fell in love with neem flowers.
Under the tree
Memories are so bitter
In the canopy
But there is honey from bees.
I looked under the tree.
Another tree became the horizon.
I didn't choose the itinerary.
Only wait
Because waiting
It's the perfect search
I looked under the tree.
I want to wait for someone to come under the tree.
autumn
Melancholy Qiu Si
Cold autumn, gray mood, desolate world.
People yearn for and wait for the warmth and warmth of spring.
Avoid rustling yellow leaves,
Escape from the dry air hit by the autumn wind,
Don't listen to the crackle of stepping on dead leaves.
The sky is blue and the clouds are light.
But the heart is strong, but the feelings are strong.
The whole person becomes heavy in autumn,
It seems to fade with the autumn leaves.
Autumn colors are more likely to make people melancholy and blurred.
Because she won't be as hot as summer,
As cold as winter.
So she was embarrassed,
Although she is also attractive.
Someone who can lift her veil and admire her.
Maybe only those sentimental people are left.
Only in autumn do people know love and hate so clearly.
But this is so confusing.
I think,
The season when water is easily lost,
How can people think as gently and smoothly as pure water?
The bleak autumn of Yi Fenghuang,
How can we not let people sigh that the desert is lonely and the west wind is thin?
Autumn, I love you!
Autumn, I hate you!
Just because your embarrassing role made me lose my judgment,
Just because your blurred colors make me avoid compromise.
You are far away, and I am watching you.
When you came back, I stared at you.
It doesn't matter, just let you come and go freely!
winter
The night came a little early,
The rain has stopped,
There are many people on the bus.
I can't hear anything.
The world is quiet,
I started to get a little scared,
Followed by fear, irritability,
The heartbeat and breathing sounds are increasing,
amplify ...
Like the voices that should and shouldn't be,
Things that are close to you are getting farther and farther away,
Things far away from you are getting closer and closer.
I've wanted to run away for a long time,
My feet have never moved.
Damn automatic doors,
Damn windshield,
And everything that should die.
I had a cold shudder,
A cold wind came face to face,
The world wakes up again,
Oh, damn it, it's just this heartless winter.