Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere.
Xia: The little doll propped up the boat and stole the white lotus back.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
Autumn: stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February.
The autumn wind blew Yi Dao's voice, and every household remembered the people guarding the border.
Winter: a lonely stranger in a lonely mountain.
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom.