Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night.
Don du fu
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
Qiudeng Xuancheng Xie Tiao North Building
Tang Libai
In the picturesque river, the mountains and rivers are beautiful and the sky is clear.
The rain caught the mirror and the rainbow fell on the double bridge.
Orange forest pomelo is set off in the cold smoke of kitchen smoke; Autumn is boundless, and the phoenix tree has become old.
Besides me, who will think of the North Tower and welcome the autumn wind, Miss Xie?
Dawn of spring
Tang Meng Hao ran
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep.
How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
On June 27th, I read the drunken book in Lake House.
Song sushi
Clouds poured out and poured down like ink, but a mountain range was exposed on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the splashing water was like white pearl gravel, splashing on the boat.
Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.
Second, the ancient poems describing snow:
It snows at night
Tang Bai Juyi
This night, the pillow was ice, which surprised me. I saw the light snow outside the window.
It's late at night until it snows heavily, because you can hear the sound of bamboo branches breaking from time to time.
Jiang Xue.
Liutang Zongyuan
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.
A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
Biedongda
Don
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.
A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?
A song of snow sent Tian Shuji Wu home.
Tang Censhen
The north wind swept across the earth and messed up Pennisetum, and the weather in August will be covered with heavy snow.
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in bloom.
Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin.
The general used cold hands to protect his hands. The armored steel was too cold to wear.
The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy.
In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment.
In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag.
Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow.
I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
Third, ancient poems describing spring:
The Willow
Tang He Zhang Zhi
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Peach blossom in Dalinsi
Tang Bai Juyi
In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed.
I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here.
Spring outing in Qiantang River
Tang Bai Juyi
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I love the lack of eastward travel of the lake and the white sand embankment under the shade of green trees.
spring
Ju Hee Song
Beautiful spring outing in Surabaya, the endless scenery is new.
Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere.
Fourth, ancient poems describe Xia:
Xia is thinking in Nange.
Tang Meng Hao ran
The shadow of the mountain rises suddenly, and the moon in the pond rises slowly from the east.
Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place.
The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound.
I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me.
Feeling for a night, I miss my old friends all night, and it is hard to miss them in my dreams.
Xia Meng.
Tangjiaao
Meng Xia in the south of the Yangtze River grows bamboo shoots.
Qi is a castle and frog is an orchestra.
Summer in the mountain pavilion
Tang gaopian
Green trees, deep shadows, long summer, the reflection of the tower in the pond.
The crystal curtains are blowing gently, and the roses are fragrant.
Chu Xiao Jingci Temple saw Lin Zifang off.
Song Yang Wanli
It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
Verb (abbreviation for verb) describes ancient poems in autumn:
Night parking on Jiande River.
Tang Meng Hao ran
Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart.
The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.
Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.
Don
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
Mountain travel
Dondum
As far away as Hanshan, the stone path is oblique, and people are in Bai Yunsheng.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
An autumn night in the mountains.
Don
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.
The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.
Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
Sixth, ancient poems describing winter:
Winter has returned to Laoshan.
Tang Libai
Without washing and dyeing the dust tassels, I returned to Fang lawn.
A vine path is green, and Wan Xuefeng is sunny.
Cold leaves are exhausted first, but Leng Yun is not exhausted.
Tender feelings invade the house, and old trees fall across the river.
White dogs bark in the village and moss grows on the walls.
If you walk alone in the kitchen, the old ape will sing in the next room.
Birds nest in the forest, but hedges make way for wild animals.
Blowing out of bed, the squirrel left, and the fish was surprised.
Wash the inkstone, repair the good strategy, and knock loose the quasi-virginity.
I will go again at this time, to Sanqing.
Winter pastoral scenery
Fan Song Chengda
Let the boat idle to watch the snow-capped mountains clear, the wind will freeze cold and freeze late.
Sitting and listening to a drop of pearl jade, I don't know that the lake has become ice.
winter
sea
The clouds are frozen before the snow, and plum blossoms will not bloom.
Running water, small bridges, mountain temples, bamboo fences, thatched cottages.
Winter has begun.
Wang Ming Deng Zhi
Autumn wind blows away the old courtyard, and yellow leaves pass by.
A small Zen lamp is half a moon, and it is colder today than last night.