Spring in Poetry:
1. I awake light-hearted this morning of spring, everywhere round me the singing of birds. (Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn")
2. but how much love has the inch-long grass was rewarded with three Chunhui. (Meng Jiao's Ode to a Wanderer)
3. when those red berries come in springtime, flushing on your southland branches? (Wang Wei's "Acacia")
4. Good rain knows the season, when spring happens. (Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night)
5. wildfire never quite consumes them, they are tall once more in the spring wind. (Bai Juyi's farewell to the ancient grass)
6. sow a millet in spring and reap ten thousand seeds in autumn. (Li Shen's
7. though a country be sundered, hills and rivers endure, and spring comes green again to trees and grasses. (Du Fu's "Spring Hope")
8. Falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more. (Gong Zizhen's Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems)
9. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. (He Zhizhang's "Singing Willow")
1. Spring scenery can't be shut up in the garden, and an apricot comes out of the wall. (Ye Shaoweng's "Going to the Garden is Worthless")
Summer in the poem:
1. I don't know the heat, but I regret that summer is long. (Bai Juyi's "Watching Mowing Wheat")
2. Living in the city, it is still clear in spring and summer. (Li shangyin's "yat sen villa")
3. The first summer was still peaceful, and the grass did not rest. (Xie Lingyun's "Swim the Red Rock into the Sailing Sea")
4. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and it is cool to open the porch. (Du Fu's Summer Night Sigh)
5. Farmer Fang Xia Yun, sit still and I dare to eat. (Dai Fugu's "Big Heat")
6. Everyone is bitter and hot, and I love long summer days. (Li Ang's Summer Couplet)
7. Residual clouds harvest summer heat, and new rain brings autumn haze. (Cen Can's "Taking a Pavilion to Send Wang Shaofu Back to the County")
8. Even if it rains, I don't know if spring will go, and it will be sunny before summer is deep. (Fan Chengda's "Happy Sunny")
9. The Qingjiang River is a song that embraces the village, and the village in Changxiajiang is quiet. (Du Fu's "The Village")
1. (Qin Guan's "March Dark Sun Occasionally")
Poem Mid-Autumn Festival:
1. The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are surging. (Cao Cao (Watching the Sea)
2. If you shed three autumn leaves, you can bloom in February. (Li Qiao's Wind)
3. If you plant a millet in spring, you will reap ten thousand seeds in autumn. (Li Shen's "Compassion for Farmers")
4. I am always afraid that the autumn festival will come, and the yellow flowers will decline. ("Han Yuefu? Long Songs ")
5. The window contains autumn snow in Xiling, and the Dongwu Wan Li boat is moored at the door. (Du Fu (quatrains)
6. The lake and the moon are in harmony, and the windless mirror on the pool surface is not polished. (Liu Yuguo's "Looking at the Dongting"
7. Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and I say that autumn is better than spring. (Liu Yuxi's Autumn Poems)
8. Qiu Guang painted a cold screen with a silver candle, and fluttered a small fan to pounce on fireflies. (Tu Mu's Autumn Evening)
9. When is the spring flower and autumn moon, and how much is known about the past. (Li Yu's Yu Meiren)
1. I want to take a break, but I say it's cool and it's a good autumn. (Xin Qiji, "Ugly Slave? Shu Boshan was in the middle
Winter in the poem:
1. for example, this winter, held west of the gate. (Du Fu's "Military Vehicle Shop")
2. Autumn moon shines in Mat, and winter hills show cold pine. (Tao Yuanming's "Four Seasons")
3. The neighbors in the south are more memorable, and the cloth has not been redeemed in winter. (Lu You's "October 28th Storm")
4. Winter will be promoted tonight, and the year will be long tomorrow. (Dong Sigong's Shou Sui)
5. Sound the autumn wind, buy wine and fly the winter snow. (Wang pays "Four Qi Poems"
6. When the dead of winter comes, all the flowers are gone? (Chen Yi's "Mei")
7. I don't know that the recent splash started, but it is suspected that it has not been sold after winter snow. (Zhang Wei called "Early Plum")
8. Children learn in winter, but they are stupid but precious. (Lu You's Autumn in the Suburb)
9. Every winter solstice in Handan, I hold my knees in front of the lamp. (pretend to be Yi's Winter Solstice Night Missing)
1. The weather and personnel are urging each other, and the winter solstice is sunny and spring comes again. (Du Fu's "Xiaozhi" 2. The poem of winter lotus
"Love Lotus" Song and Zhou Dunyi's flowers of land and water are very sweet.
Jin Tao Yuanming loves chrysanthemums alone; Since Li Tanglai, the world loves peony very much; To love the lotus alone, the mud is not stained, and it is clear but not demon. It is straight outside, not creeping, and the fragrance is far away and clear. It is slim and graceful, so you can look at it from a distance without being ridiculous. To call chrysanthemum, the hermit of flowers is also; Peony, the flower is rich; Lotus, the gentleman of flowers is also.
ow! The love of chrysanthemum is rarely heard after pottery; Who gives the love of lotus? The love of peony is suitable for all! "Qingyangdu" Jin Yuefu green lotus covered with green water, hibiscus covered with red and fresh. There is a lotus root on the bottom and a lotus root on the top.
In Ode to the Lotus, Liang Shen Yue in the Southern Dynasty swayed the purple leaves and gently exposed the Zhu room. Zhongchi is so green, wait for me to glow red.
In the Southern Dynasties, Liang Wu Jun's brocade was mixed with flowers, and Luo Yi hung over the green river. Ask the son where to go today, and pick the lotus in the south of the Yangtze River.
western Liaoning is 3, miles away, so I want to send it for no reason. May you return early, and this lotus flower is fresh.
"Ode to the Lotus" There are tiny grasses in Zebei, Jiang Hong, which can be rejuvenated by flowers. The green leaves are fond of the wind, and the red ying is suitable for the sun.
it's a great loss to move to Yuchi. How to frost dew, should be with erigeron.
"Ode to Concentric Lotus" Sui Du Gongzhan is burning with lotus flowers, graceful and out of the water. A solitary stem leads to green, and a double shadow pays dividends.
the color wins the song and the face, and the fragrance dances wildly. The famous lotus can be read by itself, and the situation is the same.
In Lotus Picking Song, Sui Yin Yingtong rowed with countless companions, and untied the rope and urged himself. There is no need to wipe the sweat powder, and the wind skirt is open at will.
the ship came in and leaned against the load. Lotus root silk is held as a wisp, and lotus leaves are held into cups.
ancient style (part 26) Tang Li Bai's blue lotus gives birth to a quiet spring, and the morning sun is bright and fresh. Autumn flowers emit green water, and dense leaves are full of smoke.
the beautiful powder is peerless, and who will pass on the fragrance? Sit and watch the flying frost fade away. If the roots are not found, I would like to trust the edge of Huachi.
"Lotus Picking Song" in the Southern Dynasties, Liang Liu Xiaowei's golden-oared Mulan boat plays lotus in the south of the Yangtze River. Lotus fragrance is separated from Pudu, and lotus leaves are fresh all over the river.
it's easy to start with the hanging of the room, and the handle bends itself. When the flowers are exposed, they are wet, and the wind stems are suddenly swaying.
Don Li Bai, a gift when folding the lotus, loves the beauty of autumn water by wading into the river. The water drops on the lotus leaf, but the rolling is not round.
in the beautiful colorful clouds, I want to give you a gift. Acacia and meet life, melancholy in the bleak autumn wind.
"Lotus" Li Shangyin is colorless and compatible, so I don't want this fragrance. Yao seats are set in the cool, and the gold is too late.
turn back the lamp to shine, and cross the socks to soak in water. Expect to say goodbye to the autumn before, and leave home to sing a song.
"Lotus" Wen Tingyun's Green Pond is shaken to meet Xingjin, and the orchid is rolled into the white apple. We should put on socks for Luo Shenbo, and so far the lotus core has incense dust.
"Going out to Jingci Temple at night to see Lin Zifang" Yang Wanli After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock. Lotus leaf in the next day is not to be green, the lotus is particularly bright red in the sun.
Lotus on the Chien's Pond In September, Wen Zhiming took a rest in the south of the Yangtze River, and the lotus turned to Zhongzhou. Beauty smiles across the water, and the sunset is still full of sorrow.
The dew-washed jade plate is cold in the golden palace, and the wind blows the ribbon to bring Jincheng to autumn. It's useless to look at each other, it's late, and there is a kind of seclusion in the pond.
"A Cut of Plums" In the Northern Song Dynasty, Li Qingzhao lost the fragrance of red lotus root and jade in the autumn, and took off Luo Shang lightly and went to Lanzhou alone. Who sent the brocade book in the cloud? When the word geese returns, the moon is full of the West Building.
flowers drift and water flows. One kind of acacia, two places of leisure.
There's nothing I can do to get rid of this feeling, so I frown, but I feel it. "Su Mu Gai" In the Northern Song Dynasty, Zhou Bangyan burned agarwood to cool off the summer heat.
birds and birds are catching their eyes and peeping at the eaves. Chu Yang leaves dry overnight rain, the water is clear and round, and the wind and the lotus lift one by one.
My hometown is far away. When will I go? I live in Wumen and have been traveling in Chang 'an for a long time. Do the fishermen remember each other in May? Small boat, dream into Furong Pu.
Lotus Pond Ming Huang Qiong is a vast and desolate Dongjiatan, with shady trees facing the water inlet. Ten miles of brocade incense is constantly seen, and the west wind and the bright moon are still singing.
Li Yaru's Lotus-Picking Song is a piece of lotus field beside the lake, with a faint bonus. Three or five boats will go, and the songs will be loud and clear.
In "Lotus", Zheng Banqiao is most pitied by a few traces of scarlet, and there is a small bamboo gate beside the bridge outside the water. Looking at the mirror, I was surprised and regretted. Xi Shi used to live in the village of Zhuluo.
"Thoughts on the Hometown of Lotus" Modern leisure time tells farewell to the ancient town of Anyi, and the water in the hometown of Lotus is swaying in a canoe; The shore willow is dyed with green brook water, and the lotus fragrance is brewed with golden autumn. Being stranded in a foreign land hurts the poor and chaotic, and the hometown returns to the happy scene; People with political integrity and wealth start from the beginning, and Fairy Furong is happy to visit.
in Summer at the South Pavilion Thinking of Xin Meng Haoran the mountain-light suddenly fails in the west, in the east from the lake the slow moon rises. With her hair hanging in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in the quiet and spacious place.
the wind brings me odours of lotuses, and bamboo-leaves drip with a music of dew. I thought I would like to make a song and make a song, and I only hate my friends in front of me.
and so I think of you, old friend, o troubler of my midnight dreams. Untitled Part II Li Shangyin a misty rain comes blowing with a wind from the east, and wheels faintly thunder beyond Hibiscus Pool.
The golden toad is locked and burned incense, the jade tiger tells, on its cord, of water being drawn. The king of the prince of Wei dreamed that he was a young and beautiful girl, and that the prince of Wei had a dream of keeping a pillow and composing a poem.
in love, there is no competition between flowers, and of even this bright flame of love, shall there be only ashes?. "Summer is pregnant with friends" Xu Ji's water steps are quiet, and he is free to sleep alone.
the moon-born forest wants to dawn, and the rain stays overnight like autumn. Looking back at Lotus Pu, who sings Du Ruozhou? There is no dream in a good night, and you can swim if you have a dream.
"Huanxisha" Xue Zhaoyun is full of national pride and hatred. How many red tears shed tears on Gusu, leaning against the wind to coagulate the snow skin. The setting sun is in the sky of Wuzhushan River, the King of Yue Palace is semi-flat, and the lotus flowers are full of heavy lakes.
"Nanxiangzi" Li Xun takes a colorful boat, crosses the lotus pond, and sings songs to wake up sleeping mandarin ducks. Younv cuddled with incense and laughed, contended for gentle and graceful, and trembled to break the lotus to cover the evening photos.
Huan Xi Sha Li Jing Han fragrant sells the green leaves, and the west wind worries about the blue waves. Also with Shaoguang * * * gaunt, ugly.
the drizzle dreams that the chicken is far away, and the small building blows through the jade to chill the cold. How many tears I hate, leaning against the railing.
how about "Sidi Township" Sun Guangxian? More lingering feelings! The moth gathers shame under the curtain of eternal water. Six Luo skirts, tiny lines dragging blue waves.
Look at the ground for rain and lotus. "Recalling Yuhang" Pan Lang remembers the lonely mountain. The mountain is like a cluster in the middle of the lake. The monk's room is open to the lake all around, and the Qing Dynasty will return.
lotus fragrance is sprayed on the cloud pavilion, and the pavilion is covered with the sound of the eaves. Don't come to dust and dirty people's clothes, and dream of flying in vain.
"picking mulberry seeds" Ouyang Xiu The West Lake is good after the lotus blooms. When you bring wine, you don't need a standard, and the red buildings and green covers follow. Draw a boat into the depths of the flowers, fragrant and golden, misty and rainy, and go home drunk.
Linjiang Fairy Ouyang Xiu The light thunder pool outside Liuwai is raining, and the sound of rain drops and breaks the sound of lotus. Soon the rain is stopped, the small building west corner shows the broken rainbow.
I'll stay in a sleepy place until I'm born. The swallow flew back to the door, peeping at the hualiang to ask. I put the curtain down from the jade hook.
the grain is flat when the wave is cool. Water spirit double pillow, there is a falling hairpin on the bank.
"Gan Caozi" Liu Yong's autumn twilight, littering with declining lotus, is full of pearls and rain. After the rain, the moon is born, and it is cold.
there is no companion in the pool, so I can't stand such a solitary mood! But beside the golden cage * * * parrot, read the words of Pink Lang. "Recent Flowers" Yan Jidao's first frost.
It sounds like singing like Qin E. After a nap, I woke up for a day, and the double-striped green bamboo was covered with cold waves.
when the rain stops, the wind blows and the sky rises. The lotus flowers are tender, and the tears are blushing.
paste green obliquely. 3. The poem of winter lotus
"Love Lotus" Song Dunyi's flowers of land and water vegetation are very sweet.
Jin Tao Yuanming loves chrysanthemums alone; Since Li Tanglai, the world loves peony very much; To love the lotus alone, the mud is not stained, and it is clear but not demon. It is straight outside, not creeping, and the fragrance is far away and clear. It is slim and graceful, so you can look at it from a distance without being ridiculous. To call chrysanthemum, the hermit of flowers is also; Peony, the flower is rich; Lotus, the gentleman of flowers is also.
ow! The love of chrysanthemum is rarely heard after pottery; Who gives the love of lotus? The love of peony is suitable for all! "Qingyangdu" Jin Yuefu green lotus covered with green water, hibiscus covered with red and fresh. There is a lotus root on the bottom and a lotus root on the top.
In Ode to the Lotus, Liang Shen Yue in the Southern Dynasty swayed the purple leaves and gently exposed the Zhu room. Zhongchi is so green, wait for me to glow red.
In the Southern Dynasties, Liang Wu Jun's brocade was mixed with flowers, and Luo Yi hung over the green river. Ask the son where to go today, and pick the lotus in the south of the Yangtze River.
western Liaoning is 3, miles away, so I want to send it for no reason. May you return early, and this lotus flower is fresh.
"Ode to the Lotus" There are tiny grasses in Zebei, Jiang Hong, which can be rejuvenated by flowers. The green leaves are fond of the wind, and the red ying is suitable for the sun.
it's a great loss to move to Yuchi. How to frost dew, should be with erigeron.
"Ode to Concentric Lotus" Sui Du Gongzhan is burning with lotus flowers, graceful and out of the water. A solitary stem leads to green, and a double shadow pays dividends.
the color wins the song and the face, and the fragrance dances wildly. The famous lotus can be read by itself, and the situation is the same.
In Lotus Picking Song, Sui Yin Yingtong rowed with countless companions, and untied the rope and urged himself. There is no need to wipe the sweat powder, and the wind skirt is open at will.
the ship came in and leaned against the load. Lotus root silk is held as a wisp, and lotus leaves are held into cups.
ancient style (part 26) Tang Li Bai's blue lotus gives birth to a quiet spring, and the morning sun is bright and fresh. Autumn flowers emit green water, and dense leaves are full of smoke.
the beautiful powder is peerless, and who will pass on the fragrance? Sit and watch the flying frost fade away. If the roots are not found, I would like to trust the edge of Huachi.
"Lotus Picking Song" in the Southern Dynasties, Liang Liu Xiaowei's golden-oared Mulan boat plays lotus in the south of the Yangtze River. Lotus fragrance is separated from Pudu, and lotus leaves are fresh all over the river.
it's easy to start with the hanging of the room, and the handle bends itself. When the flowers are exposed, they are wet, and the wind stems are suddenly swaying.
Don Li Bai, a gift when folding the lotus, loves the beauty of autumn water by wading into the river. The water drops on the lotus leaf, but the rolling is not round.
in the beautiful colorful clouds, I want to give you a gift. Acacia and meet life, melancholy in the bleak autumn wind.
"Lotus" Li Shangyin is colorless and compatible, so I don't want this fragrance. Yao seats are set in the cool, and the gold is too late.
turn back the lamp to shine, and cross the socks to soak in water. Expect to say goodbye to the autumn before, and leave home to sing a song.
"Lotus" Wen Tingyun's Green Pond is shaken to meet Xingjin, and the orchid is rolled into the white apple. We should put on socks for Luo Shenbo, and so far the lotus core has incense dust.
"Going out to Jingci Temple at night to see Lin Zifang" Yang Wanli After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock. Lotus leaf in the next day is not to be green, the lotus is particularly bright red in the sun.
Lotus on the Chien's Pond In September, Wen Zhiming took a rest in the south of the Yangtze River, and the lotus turned to Zhongzhou. Beauty smiles across the water, and the sunset is still full of sorrow.
The dew-washed jade plate is cold in the golden palace, and the wind blows the ribbon to bring Jincheng to autumn. It's useless to look at each other, it's late, and there is a kind of seclusion in the pond.
"A Cut of Plums" In the Northern Song Dynasty, Li Qingzhao lost the fragrance of red lotus root and jade in the autumn, and took off Luo Shang lightly and went to Lanzhou alone. Who sent the brocade book in the cloud? When the word geese returns, the moon is full of the West Building.
flowers drift and water flows. One kind of acacia, two places of leisure.
There's nothing I can do to get rid of this feeling, so I frown, but I feel it. "Su Mu Gai" In the Northern Song Dynasty, Zhou Bangyan burned agarwood to cool off the summer heat.
birds and birds are catching their eyes and peeping at the eaves. Chu Yang leaves dry overnight rain, the water is clear and round, and the wind and the lotus lift one by one.
My hometown is far away. When will I go? I live in Wumen and have been traveling in Chang 'an for a long time. Do the fishermen remember each other in May? Small boat, dream into Furong Pu.
Lotus Pond Ming Huang Qiong is a vast and desolate Dongjiatan, with shady trees facing the water inlet. Ten miles of brocade incense is constantly seen, and the west wind and the bright moon are still singing.
Li Yaru's Lotus-Picking Song is a piece of lotus field beside the lake, with a faint bonus. Three or five boats will go, and the songs will be loud and clear.
In "Lotus", Zheng Banqiao is most pitied by a few traces of scarlet, and there is a small bamboo gate beside the bridge outside the water. Shine in the shadow