In spring, the drizzle is silky and silent, just like Fu's poem "Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently";
In summer, lotus flowers reflect the sun in various ways, which reminds us of Yang Wanli's poem "Lotus flowers reflect the sun in different colors";
In autumn, maple leaves are like fire. If they are red flowers, just recite Du Mu's poem' Frost leaves are red in February flowers';
It snows all over the sky in winter, and there are few people. Liu Zongyuan wrote,' There are no birds in a hundred mountains, and there are no footprints in a thousand paths'. Isn't it a different kind of scenery? "