Complete works of poems and ancient poems describing the four seasons

Poetry is about spring 1, spring thinking, Tang grass is like a green silk, our mulberries are here, and finally you think of returning home. Now when my heart is almost the broken wind of spring, since I dare not know you, why are there some silk curtains in front of my bed? ? Tang Du Fu's "Spring Hope" is full of flames in March, mountains and rivers last forever, plants and trees spit green, and the lonely birds cry, and a letter from home is worth a thousand pounds of gold. It has become so thin that it can no longer hold hairpins. 3, "Spring Stay in the Left Province" Tang Du Fu's flowers are hidden in the dusk, and the birds are chirping. The stars move around the house and the moon is near the sky. I don't sleep and listen to the key because the wind wants jade. There is a seal of the Ming Dynasty. How was the evening? 4, "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Tang Du Fu knows that the rainy season occurs in spring. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The night is dark and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. 5, "Acacia" Don, when those red berries come in spring, they fall on the branches of your southern country and take them home for a hug, for me, as a symbol of our love. 6, "Xiao Chun" Tang Ran This spring morning, I woke up carefree, and birds were singing everywhere, but now I still remember that stormy night. But so far, Ma and Longdun Town, who live in the city near Hanyuan, the moon has brought my heart to the sky of Tatar, and I have woven endless sad words in the frame, but now this petal branch is smiling in my lonely sleep and fighting in the car, and his victory is engraved on the rocks of the mountain! . 8. "Farewell to Ancient Grass" The grass on the Tang Plain is endless, coming and going. The wildfires in the four seasons have never completely burned them, and the spring breeze has blown again. The distant side invades the ancient road, and the green meets the lonely city. He also sent Wang Sun to see him off, full of sadness. 9. "Spring Poems" in Yuxi, Liu Tang. Lock the spring scenery deep in a yard. Count the flowers in the atrium. Dragonflies fly on the jade head. 10, "Singing Willow" Tanghe Zhangzhi Jasper decorated trees, ten thousand pieces of green silk hanging down. I don't know who cut the beautiful leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. 1 1, "The Evening Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong" Song Sushi has three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo. 13 "Eighteen Members of the Water Show Department in Early Spring" The rain in Yutian Street in the Tang Dynasty was crisp and the grass was far and near, but there was nothing. The most beneficial thing is the spring of the year, which is definitely better than the smoke willow of the imperial city. 14, "The Jade House is Spring" In Song Dynasty, the scenery in the east of Song Qi gradually became beautiful, and the waves were wrinkled to welcome guests. The green smoke is outside Han Xiao. Leave a photo in the greenhouse at night. 15 "Jiangnan Spring Day Poetry" In the Tang Dynasty, birds flying thousands of miles reflected the river and the water town was full of wine flags. The 480 Temple in the Southern Dynasties has many terraced fields in the misty rain. 16 "Early Spring Expedition to the South to Send Friends" Song Ouyang Xiu thousands of miles away, why do pedestrians take credit? Fang traveled to the wild goose. I miss home alone during the Spring Festival. 17 before urging Chunguang to live in the wind, Chunguang is on Cao Fang Road in the south of the city. She didn't spend flowers along the water's edge, but made floating mud. In the mirror, she thinks the stars are wrong, and people are not conceited about spring. When she dreams, she stays away from troubles, only in the pear blossom storm. Spring, Song Zhuxi. It is always spring. 19, "Spring Tour of Qiantang Lake" Tang Baijuyi Gushan Temple is located in the northwest of Jiating, with a flat water level and low cloud feet. Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and their new swallows peck at the soil in spring. Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass cannot have horseshoes. I love the east lake, and I love the white sand embankment under the green sun and shade. 20. "Jueju" Song Dynasty monk Zhinan Valley. Blowing your face is not cold. 2 1, "Gardens are worthless" Ye Songshao Weng should pity the dog's teeth and print moss, but Chai Fei will not open for a long time. Spring can't close the garden, and an apricot goes out of the wall. Xia Shi 1 Thinking in Summer in Nanting, Tang Ran, the mountain-light suddenly fails in the west, starting from the east of the lake. It's cool at night, open my window and lie down quietly. The wind brings me the fragrance of lotus flowers, and the bamboo leaves drip with the music of dew. Oh, the trouble of my midnight dream. 2, "Farmhouse on the Wei River" Tang On the ridge under the setting sun, in the home lane next to the cattle and sheep trail, a rough old man leaned on a crutch behind a thatched door and missed his son, the shepherd boy Luo Maimiaoxiu, and the silkworm fell asleep. In other words, I advocate leisure and I am disappointed to sing. 3, "Xijiang Moon Walking along Huangsha Road" Song Xin Qi Ji Mingyue surprises magpies, and the breeze chirps at midnight. After all, in mid-June, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock. The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are of different colors. 5. Looking at the wheat harvest, Tang Baiju has less leisure, and people are twice as busy in May. At night, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow. My mother-in-law is full. Holding a child on his back, holding an ear in his right hand and hanging an open basket on his left arm. Listening to his words of concern, I feel sad. The Tian family lost all their taxes, so I can satisfy my hunger. Today, I have no merit, and I have never been a farmer. I have three hundred stones, and I have surplus grain in my youth. I am ashamed to see this, and I can't forget it every day. 6. "Yixian" Tang Li Shangyin lived in the city and went to the summer. The flying body is lighter. 7. "Summer Night Sigh" Tang Du Fu did not die, and the inflammation poisoned my intestines. Andrew Wan Lifeng, floating, blowing my clothes. Kazuki Watanabe musicians are born in the heaven of science, and the forests are sparse and bright. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the porch is cold. I can see the details clearly, and the feathers are flying about. Things are good, so I'm comfortable. I miss Pettigos. Storks are flying, too When you are tired, you are tired, and you are nervous when you think about it. 8. In the high-profile mountain pavilion in the Tang Dynasty in midsummer, the trees are shaded and the summer is long, and the balcony reflects the pond. Crystal curtains fluttered in the breeze, and roses were fragrant. 9. In the middle of the three roads, once upon a time, the plum blossoms were sunny in the Song Dynasty, and the streams were full of mountains. The shade is not diminished, adding orioles. Watch the children catch willow flowers. 1 1, "The Way to Send Friends in Summer Books" Tu retired from the farm as soon as he arrived, which was not enough to scratch his life. In the end, he learned something from Yi Xi, but what surprised him was humiliation. There is no shadow of the house when the peak turns, but there is the sound of the forest when he flies. Ten years later, he realized that he was reciting poems, and he was waiting for the Central Plains to build an army and open the door of the wine cellar. Please get a charming little grandson when you have nothing to do .59666.866688868804 13 "The First Summer", Tang Baorong was young yesterday, and the evening peak is still beautiful. Although he is still in surplus, his pulse keeps him from worrying about frying. You cherish the season and feel it is fleeting. 14, "Changxing Lane is sent to the south for summer", which is next to Houjia Avenue in Doumu, Tang Dynasty. Therefore, it is a water town with mountains and clouds. 15 "Climbing the Crane Rock in Summer", Dai Shulun's wind blew me up the hill in the Tang Dynasty, and it was cool in June. I would like to borrow the old monk's double white cranes to soar deep in the blue sky. 16, "Walking in Summer", Tang Chenzi opened a refined house in Angshan River, and the piano songs were given to the Vatican. People are suspicious of white buildings, a paradise. Make a clear spring under the moon. Write a poem about autumn. Where does autumn wind attract rachel? Where did the autumn wind rustle? Send geese to the yard. Trees and lonely guests smell the autumn night first. Send high-rise guests to take a cool autumn night for me, Wei. Take a walk and sing cool Tianshan empty pine nuts. Degenerate to the point where you seem to be awake. Fall into the alley in autumn. Worry about who will come to the ancient road with few people, and the autumn wind will move on the autumn lake. The sunset in the snow eagle and the smoke in the five lakes are sad and ups and downs everywhere. Who and who asked this question in Liu Dong Palace? Emperor Wenzong's road is full of autumn grass and the forest is full of flowers and branches. Courtiers all know that the autumn is shocking on the powder (Ting+Page). The north wind blows white clouds, Wan Li crosses the river, and the emotions are shaken, and the autumn moon can't hear you. Chenghao Qingxi flows through Bishantou, and the water is refreshing. How many beginning of autumn Liu Wuzi milk crows are scattered in the red dust in autumn? A pillow is fresh and cool, and a gust of wind sleeps. The sound of autumn is nowhere to be found. On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, Qiu Guang Du Muyin candle is cold, the screen is light and small, and the night is as cold as water. Look at the morning glory, the Weaver Girl, the Mid-Autumn Festival, the clouds of Du Mu and the silver-haired people silently turn to the jade plate. The night is not long, and the moon is bright. Where can I read autumn ci next year? Liu Yuxi has been sad and lonely since ancient times, so I will introduce poetry to Bi Xiaozhi's poems about autumn. Liu Che in Han Dynasty: The autumn wind rises in Bai Yunfei, the plants and trees fall yellow, and the geese return to the south. Lan has a beautiful chrysanthemum and a beautiful woman, which I can't forget. Tao Qian in Jin Dynasty: Heze is in Wednesday spring, and the autumn festival is cold, revealing but not atmospheric, and the beautiful scenery is high. Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty: An empty mountain after the rain, standing in the pine forest under the moonlight in autumn night, and a rocky mountain stream in Qingquan. Guan Hanqing in Yuan Dynasty: autumn scenery can be mentioned. Loose path, Huang Ju around Dongli. Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty: Looking forward to the full moon tonight. I wonder whose home Qiu Si will be. Mao Zedong: Not like spring, but better. Battlefield yellow flowers are particularly fragrant. Chen Yi: Xishan has good red leaves and strong colors. Famous autumn sentences curl up in the autumn wind, and the waves in Dongting are under the leaves. Chu Quyuan's "Nine Songs and Sweet Lady" is sad for autumn! The vegetation is bleak and decaying. If you travel far away, you will get the moon first by being close to the water, and go back to Nine Arguments written by Chu and Song Yu in the Warring States Period. Autumn wind rises, and the vegetation Yan Huang returns to the car. The autumn wind is bleak, and the vegetation of the Three Kingdoms is exposed to frost. There are many fallen leaves in Ge Yanxing by Cao Wei Pi, so we know it is autumn and gold. In mid-June, Yang read "Cold City in Qiu Si" written by the Southern Dynasties, which was in the Southern Dynasties at the beginning of Pingchu. Xie Tiao's "Looking at Xuancheng County" pavilion leaves, the dragon first autumn Yunnan dynasty. Liang Liuhun's Yi Dao Poetry is low in grass and foggy in golden city, while Yumen under the tree is windy in the south. Fan Yun's "Another Kind" is autumn, and the mountains and rivers are the cool northern Zhou Dynasty. Autumn water * * * the sky is one color. Tang Wang Bo's Preface to Autumn Farewell in Hongfu Tengwang Pavilion: All trees are in autumn, and the mountains are only shining. Wild Hope in the Tang Dynasty hangs on a different scene in the forest, and autumn is as cold as mountains. Today, it is in the autumn day in Xian 'an, a literary work in Luoyangchun, and it has been flowing with autumn water for a whole day. The white stone in the west of Beijing appears in the Tang Dynasty, and the red leaves are rare in cold weather. Beaded curtains don't roll at night. Tang Wang Changling Chang Xin's autumn poems reflect Bai Yue's cold pool, and autumn rain grows moss. In Changqing, Liu Tang, a Zen master, Shuangfeng Temple, went to the wilderness in the south. Because the leaves had fallen, the wind was cooled from the northern Haoran at the beginning of the cold. Autumn is far away and near, and it is very cold to go out in the cold mountainous area. Tang Li Bai gave it to Lu, which was rainy and cool. Li Bai's appreciation of the rain in Tang Dynasty. In late autumn, Changsha Cai Wufeng gave a royal banquet to send Liu Yin to join the army to the governor of Fengzhou, but the fisherman was still vague. In the autumn, swallows flew to Qujiangtou in Zhaitang Xiakou, Du Fu wrote eight autumn poems, Wan Lifeng cigarettes received autumn sand from the far shore, and even the mountains were illuminated by Du Fu's five autumn poems in the Red Tang Dynasty. Roll up my Sanmaotang Du Fu's "Caotang was blown by autumn wind". The autumn wind moves in Wan Li. At dusk, Huang Yun Gaotang Cen Can's "Autumn Jixing Cui Mingyun in Gongbei" was photographed in disorder, and the air was cold. Tang Qianqi's "Xi Qiu Nan Mountain Xi Feng is Qualified to Be a Master of Lan Ruo" is full of Ye Qiuyin. When thousands of people take pictures, Qi's "Topic Su Gong Lin Ting" stays. There are many red leaves in the frost garden. Bai Juyi's Sima Zhai is beautiful, and first frost comes at night. Several trees are dark red and light yellow. Tang Yuxi's Two Poems in Autumn is complete. I don't know how many green lotus flowers are in love with each other in Liu Yuxi's Two Poems in Autumn, but looking back, I can't get rid of first frost in autumn. Hundreds of feet of pine and cypress hold a half-moon Tang Shi Jianwu's autumn night mountain residence. The old tree is autumn, and the moonlight in the autumn night is beating the spring night in the empty pool. The moonlight in Wan Li is quiet and lonely. Yu's "Autumn Moon" (also known as: moonlight in autumn night and spring night, Wan Li is lonely) was cut and broken overnight, which made him lose the autumn rain. The west wind worries about the blue sky of Li Jing Huanxisha in the Southern Tang Dynasty, with yellow leaves in autumn and cold smoke on the waves. Fan Zhongyan's Su Muzhe had a good year to remember, especially the nine-day-rhyme prince who met the orange with the stone, and Huang Die was worried about the stone. There is nothing wrong with the sunset. In the Song Dynasty's "Looking at the World at the End of Gushan Temple", cold smoke rises, and it drizzles on the river at dusk, and autumn colors wash. Liu Song chanted "Eight Sounds of Ganzhou". It's getting colder and colder, the river is left out in the cold, and the residual photos need to be held. This is the decline of red, the decline of green and the luxury of the rich. Only the Yangtze River flows without words, and Liu Yongyong's "Eight Tones in Gansu" is like a poor autumn. There are no fallen leaves in Huanxisha, but caterpillars spit autumn silk. That's what "Autumn Day" is like. It's raining on the eaves. I finally met a bosom friend. Time flies, and so does my sideburns. I am afraid of complaining, so I am poor at dusk. The world is bleak and pitiful. Suddenly turned around, the motherland snored like thunder and fell asleep as before. Foreign invasion of the mausoleum, content corruption, no hero in charge. What a terrible day! Look at this country, can you bear to go back to Land Rover? Chop up the beans, all for my hometown, .................................................................................................................................................................., where the purple jade is heavy and the red sheep has been robbed for a long time. Thanks to the old friend's high friendship, it can be redeemed. The ring is far away, and it is difficult to recruit the soul. Therefore, the sword beads are still intact, and the charm of the yellow shirts is high. I talked about Ulan, collected red beans all over the place, and passed on the sad spectrum "Li Sao" for me. But I'm afraid jade will be difficult to recruit again. Worried about Wei Gao. -.Overflow Bi Tao ............................................................................................................................................................................ Don't stare at people. -The flowers on the shore are still red with anxiety. -Dewdrops in the night wind are cold and sad. -There are many charming places by the river of Baling Bridge. You can get the moon by being close to the water tower. -Eating too much Japanese shame and Cao Yu's blood will untie the joints, and the beheading will not be completed until the front edge is crossed. The sword is drawn out of its sheath, the sky shakes and the sun, the moon and the stars suddenly tower. The sea will stand, the sound will be loud, and the wind will be three inches away. The rhinoceros on the land is like a dumpling, and the shadow will escape. How many generations have been attacked by blades? A bloody skeleton. Millions of heroes cry on their heads, while Gan Kunkun kills robbers at the bottom of their wrists. We don't need to hang on the wall for the time being, howling at night and suspecting owls. The heroic spirit is thirsty for blood, and it needs wine like thunder. Red hair is arrogant, and weapons are honest and profitable. Without self-improvement, how can that knife be extravagant? There is no equal right in the world, only power, and words will rise and fall. The sword comes from the golden city, and justice does not rely on red iron. I was born here when I was dead and alive. Hungry, I want to hate my enemy's head; thirsty, I want to drink the blood of Huns. Chivalrous people are proud of Kyushu, but don't believe it too quickly, and you will be ruined. Blood stains have turned blue, and Hanwang punishes violence by three feet ... Is there a feud in his chest? It's amazing to have a sharp edge first, then a sharp edge. It's been autumn in Beijing for several days. A box is hidden deep, but a bosom friend is not seen in the world. The empty mountain was frightened by the wind and rain overnight, and I was eager to turn the dragon into a dragon. Bao guang shines all around, and it is dark for nine days. Reading history books with swords, there are many traitors in the books. The central plains suddenly turned to the sheep farm, and the wind blew the universe. In addition to Mo Xie as a cadre, who else in the world will be dark? Kill it all. But relying on blood and blood to repay the motherland ...............................................-deep affection is not like a willow tree by the embankment, but more like sending someone to .................................. to see Xiang Yu's stag war, and Liu Xiu Lei Zhen Kunyang Drum, about twenty years old, can prosper Han and Chu; Dare not kill, never be brave. I am ashamed, I am 27 years old, and I have not made up for it in this world. I can't get rid of Land Rover. Fortunately, my ambition will not rot in the dust. Every time I hear the sound of drums and shrews, my heart gets angry. My resistance is lonely, but the group will not help. So I hope there are strong men in the East China Sea to help. A poem describing winter is a quatrain-a thousand paths without footprints, a boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow, plum blossoms-Wang Anshi has several plum blossoms in the corner, alone in bloom. As we all know, it is not snow that has a faint fragrance to describe winter poetry. The owner of Furong Mountain, Liu Zongyuan, looks at the sunset from a distance, and there are no birds in the mountains. A thousand footpaths without footprints Chai Men heard dogs barking, rowed alone, and returned home in the snow at night. He fished alone in the cold river, and it rained and snowed. When I said it, I was still "on cloud nine". The heat of the sun says: auxiliary words have no substantive meaning. The cold wind in The Book of Songs Xiaoya Jiaogong destroyed trees and caused severe frost. Lan Han Yuefu's ancient poem "The Ancient Poetry is Jiao Zhongqing's Wife" was sad at the end of the year, and it was snowing in the sun. The eyes are quiet and sad: cold and cold.