Spring in poetry
1. In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
2. But how much affection does it have for an inch of grass to get three spring rays? (Meng Jiao: "Wanderer")
When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. (Wang Wei: Acacia)
4. Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. (Du Fu: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")
Wildfire never completely devoured them, but they grew taller again in the spring breeze. (Bai Juyi: (Farewell to ancient grass))
6. Plant a millet in spring and harvest 10,000 seeds in autumn. (Li Shen: "Farmers")
Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)
8. Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud will protect the flowers. (Gong Zizhen: (Ji Hai's chores))
9. I wonder who cut the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. (He Zhangzhi: "Liu Yong")
10. Spring Garden can't be closed. (Ye Shaoweng: "Not worth going to the park")
Summer in Poetry
1. I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer. (Bai Juyi: "Looking at Wheat Cutting")
Living in the depths of the city, it is still clear in spring and summer. (Li Shangyin: (Yat Sen Qing))
The first summer was peaceful, and the grass didn't rest. (Xie Lingyun: (Swim Stanley into the Sailing Sea ")
4. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the entrance is cool. (Du Fu: "Summer Night Sigh")
5. Farmer Fang Xia Yun, I dare to eat if I can't sit still. (Dai Fugu: "Hot")
6. Everyone is bitter and hot, and I love long summer days. (Li Ang: "Xia Lian")
7. Remnants gather in summer, and new rain brings autumn haze. (Cen Can: "Shuige sent Wang Huaying Shaofu back to the county")
8. Even if it rains, I don't know if spring will go. I feel that it will clear up before summer is deep. (Fan Chengda: "Xiqing")
9. Qingjiang River embraces the village stream, and everything in Changxiajiang Village is quiet. (Du Fu: "Jiangcun")
10. Why do you hate wheatgrass when she is gone? Xia Muyang and Yin are just cute. (Qin Guan: "March is a dark day")
Mid-Autumn Festival
1. The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are rough. (Cao Cao: Looking at the sea)
If you drop three autumn leaves, you can blossom in February. (Li Qiao: "Wind")
Plant a millet in spring and harvest 10 thousand seeds in autumn. (Li Shen: "Farmers")
4. I am often afraid that the autumn festival will come and the yellow leaves will wither. ("Han Yuefu? Long song ")
5. The window contains autumn snow in Xiling, and it is at the gate of Wu Dong Wan Li boating. (Du Fu: "Jueju")
6. The lake and the moon set each other off, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface. (Liu Yuxi: "Looking at Dongting")
7. Autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times. I say autumn is better than spring. (Liu Yuxi: "Autumn Ci")
8. Qiu Guang drew a cold screen with a silver candle and waved a small fan to drive away fireflies. (Du Mu: Autumn Night)
9. When is the spring flower and autumn moon, and how much is known about the past. (Li Jue: "Yu Meiren")
10. I want to say that I am still resting, but I say it is a cool autumn. (Xin Qiji: "Ugly Slave? Shuboshan Road ")
Winter in Poetry
1. For example, this winter, it will be held in the west of the city. (Du Fu: Military Vehicle Shop)'
2. The autumn moon is covered with clouds, and the winter ridge is cold and pine. (Tao Yuanming: Four Seasons)
3. The neighbors in the south are even more unforgettable, and the winter cloth has not been redeemed. (Lu You: The Storm on October 28th)
4. Make haste in winter tonight, and get older tomorrow. (Dong Sigong: "Shou Sui")
5. Sing autumn wind, buy wine and fly winter snow. (Wang Wei: "Four Qi Poems")
When the severe winter came, all the flowers disappeared. (Chen Yi: "Mei")
7. I don't know if the spraying has started recently, but it is suspected that it has not been sold after the winter snow. (Zhang Wei: "Early Plum")
8. Children learn to be neighbors in winter, ignorant but precious. (Lu You: Autumn in the Suburb)
9. Every winter on the solstice in Handan, I am accompanied by a hug lamp. (Bai Juyi: Homesickness from Winter to Day and Night)
10. The weather and personnel are urging each other. The winter solstice is sunny and spring is coming again. (Du Fu: "Xiaozhi")
2. Poems about spring, summer, autumn and winter each have five lines of spring:
1, the rain in Tianjie is crisp, but the grass color is far and near. -Han Yu's Early Spring
2. In the spring morning, I wake up easily, and birds are singing everywhere. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"
3. The Silk River with beautiful spring scenery floats between heaven and earth, like a cloud beside the Jade Peak, shuttling between ancient times and the present. -Du Fu's "Climbing the Building"
4. The spring garden can't be closed, and an apricot is out of the wall. -Ye Shaoweng's "The Garden is Affordable"
I don't know who cut the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. -He Zhangzhi's Singing Willow
Summer:
1, the next day, the lotus leaf is infinitely blue, and the lotus reflected in the sun is not the same red. -Yang Wanli's "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang"
2. Xiao He only showed a sharp corner, on which stood a dragonfly. -Yang Wanli's Little Pool
3, the bright moon does not surprise magpies, and the breeze sings at midnight. -Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon"
4. The trees grow dark in summer, and the balcony reflects the pond. -Gao Pian's "Mountain Pavilion Summer"
5, rustling clothes towels falling jujube flowers, Zhaizhanzhai north ring car. -Su Shi's "Huanxisha"
Autumn:
1, I'll come back when there is a holiday in the mountains and it's chrysanthemum time. -Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Village"
2. On a frosty night, Jiang Feng sleeps. -Zhang Ji is a night stop near Fengqiao.
3, stop to sit in the maple forest late, the frost leaves are red in February. -Du Fu's "Mountain Walk"
4, silver candle cold painting screen, light Luo small fan flapping fireflies. -Mutu's autumn night
5. Since ancient times, every autumn has been sad and lonely. I say autumn is better than spring. -Liu Yuxi's autumn poems
Winter:
1, Yanshan snowflakes are as big as seats, and pieces of them blow off Xuanyuan terrace. -Li Bai's Popular North
2. The vast sea churned and dried up, and ice cloud bleak and Wan Li condensed. -Cen Can's Song of Snow White sent Tian Shuji Wu home.
3. The north wind rolled the white grass and blew it away, and the snow in August crossed the Tatar sky. -Cen Can's Song of Snow White sent Tian Shuji Wu home.
I don't know if the trees in the garden are really plums. -Oriental Qiu "Chun Xue"
5, heaven and man than Xu Qiao, cut water flying flowers. -Lu Chang's "Surprised Snow"
We need some poems borrowed from flowers to express the feelings of the four seasons. The golden well phoenix tree has yellow autumn leaves, and the bead curtain does not roll frost at night. Tang Wang Changling's "Five Poems of Long Xin Qiu": "The phoenix tree in Jinjing has yellow autumn leaves, and the bead curtain does not roll frost at night.
Jade pillow jade pillow looks like a withered face, lying on your back and worrying about listening to the south temple-style leaking face. Bai Yue reflects the cold pool, and autumn rain grows moss. Liu Tang Changqing's "Youchan Shuangfeng Temple" went to the wild field in the south, because the leaves had fallen, and the wind in the cold zone was not far from the autumn of North Haoran's "Huai Yue Chu Han Jiang". When you are away from home, it is cold in Qiu Lai and cool in Qingjiang. Tang Li Bai's "Appreciating the Rain" Autumn geese are accompanied by the wind. I look at each other in this village and drink my wine.
Tang Dynasty's Secretary of Xuanzhou Zhuangbie Li Bai's Lonely Place of Orange Pomelo, Lonely Place of Autumn Old Indus: People Cooking Smoke. Cold orange pomelo: The cold smoke in autumn makes the orange sleeves chilly.
The two sentences are written about human beings, orange pomelo is dark blue, and phoenix tree is yellowish, showing a late autumn scenery. Tang Li Bai's "Qiudeng Xuancheng Xietiao North Building" Huang Yun yellow birds, autumn dusk trees. Tang Du Fu's "Late Autumn, Changsha Cai Wufeng gave a royal drinking banquet to send Liu Yin to join the army, and Yu Fengzhou returned to Jin", which was hosted by a fisherman. In the clear autumn, swallows flew to stay in the hut: for two nights.
So: still. Tang Du Fu's Eight Poems of Autumn Prosperity is in Qujiangtou, Xiakou of Zhaitang, and Wan Lifeng's smoke meets autumn sand on the far shore of Tang Du Fu's Eight Poems of Autumn Prosperity. Even the mountains are illuminated by night, and autumn is near in the sky. The moon on earth is clear, and Du Fu of Tang Dynasty cries in August and autumn. My home is Sanlian Caotang. cogon
Describe the scene of vilen in late autumn: the wind blows the thatch on the vilen and the wild fire burns the withered mulberry trees. Don Cen Can's "Going to the Girder, but Sending to the Mad Lord" Autumn wind moves Wan Li, and the sunset glow is high. Tang Dynasty's "Gongbei Qiuxing sends Cui Mingyun" came back to life, and the cold came back to life: sunset, dusk.
Turbulence: A criss-crossing river. Zhang: A steep mountain peak.
In Qi's "Mid-Autumn Festival on the West Peak of Nanshan Mountain, the title of Lord Lan Ruo", in the voice, when ten thousand people take pictures, the sun sets. Tang Qianqi's "Topic Su Gong Lin Pavilion" Lai Su rested, and the autumn air in the empty mountains was clear. Su Yu: It rained last night.
In Tang Liduan's Walking with Wei and Jin Dynasties in Maoling Mountain, the rain is green, the frost garden is red and the weeds are green. Closed: full.
It means that after the rain, the path in the yard is covered with green grass, and the garden is covered with red leaves after frost, and the courtyard is desolate and lonely. Tang Bai Juyi's Sima Zhai is clear in the mountains and clear at night, and several trees are dark red and light yellow. Liu Tang Yuxi's "Two Poems of Autumn Colors" tries hard to get to the heart, but I don't know that spring colors are crazy and clear: autumn colors are clear and clear.
Hey: Encourage. Liu Yuxi's Two Odes to Autumn depends somewhat on violet. Looking back at the west wind, he described the lotus leaf leaning eastward in the autumn wind, which hurt the autumn mood.
Mu's "Two Couples in Qi 'an County" painted a cold red candle screen, and a small fan fluttered over the fireflies, and a small fan: a thin silk round fan. These two sentences describe that the red candle emits cold light in autumn night. According to the picture, the girl is chasing firefly mountain with a delicate round fan.
Don Mutu's Autumn Night and Night in the Day Order are as cool as water, and he lies down to watch Day Order and Petunia Weaver Star: the steps in the palace. Autumn Night by Tang Du Mu, the autumn shadow lingers, and the frost flies late, leaving the withered lotus to listen to the rain. Although it was autumn, it was cloudy for several days, so there was no serious frost.
The dry load in the later period also came out from this. Listen to Yuji: The rain withered lotus, monotonous and desolate.
Tang Shangyin's Love in the Snail Pavilion and Cuizhou When Shan Ye was drunk in autumn, Bai Chi's old song titled Jianwu's Autumn Night Mountain Residence: "If you go to the wild goose and live in silence, who will weave new snow?" Shan Ye is drunk in autumn, and half a month is full. "
Old trees enter autumn, and empty pools soak the moon. "Sleeping on the Pool" by Tang Deren In autumn night, the moonlight hits the spring night, and the frosty days in Wan Li are quiet and lonely. Tang Rongyu's "Autumn Moon" (also known as: moonlight in autumn night playing spring night, Wan Li Tianya quiet and lonely) chopped green lotus frost overnight, earning him autumn rain that is not a pearl, flying frost breaks lotus leaves, and autumn rain falls on broken leaves and can no longer become water drops. Tang Laihu's Two Random Questions woke people up in the middle of the night, and the lotus leaves in the pool moved in the autumn wind. No sleep.
Tang Dougong autumn night is another name for lotus, because the fragrance sells green leaves, and the west wind worries about green waves. South Tang Li Jing's "Huanxisha" is blue in the sky, yellow in leaves and autumn in color, with cold waves and smoke. Song Zhongyan's The Su Mu Man has a good year to remember, especially when it is orange: it refers to the season at the turn of autumn and winter.
Su Songshi's "A Gift for You" doesn't need to rush home, and tomorrow's yellow flowers are also worried about tomorrow's yellow flowers: it means that chrysanthemums will gradually wither after Chongyang. Butterflies are also sad: chrysanthemums wither and butterflies have nowhere to find flowers, so they are called "sad".
Su Songshi's "The Maharaja's Nine Days Rhyme" is far away from the forest, and the autumn mountain is half dusk. Let go of the pavilion wall on the Shushu River, sometimes flying alone, and the sunset is just cold smoke. Song Su Lin's "Looking at the Man's Room at the End of Gushan Temple" sprinkled drizzle on the river to wash away the autumn rain drizzle: the appearance of drizzle falling. Song Liu Yong's "Klang Ganzhou" It is getting colder and colder, the river is cold, and the sunset is like a frosty wind: autumn wind.
Guanhe: Guansai River. Afterglow: the afterglow of sunset.
The Song Dynasty's Eight Tones of Ganzhou is a declining work and a luxury. Only the Yangtze river water, speechless east flow everywhere.
Decline: Flowers wither and leaves fall. Hengheng: Gradually.
Wuhua: Beautiful scenery. Song Liu Yong's "Eight Sounds of Ganzhou" broke the rainbow and rained. In autumn, the sky was clear, the mountains were dyed with eyebrows, and the new green rainbow was broken: the residual rainbow.
Yuji: The rain has stopped. Eyebrow trimming: long eyebrows that describe the beauty of the mountain.
Song and Huang Tingjian's Niannujiao is a lonely building, and the hooligan is like a poor autumn hooligan: bored. Poor autumn: late autumn.
There will be no fallen leaves in the wind of Huanxisha, and the caterpillar will spit autumn silk and be opposite; A small room with a windowsill. In autumn, autumn flowers are everywhere, and frost flowers on the grass are even like autumn flowers: autumn colors.
Old: deep. Guan's Magnolia is violet in the sunset.
Know who to hate and who to carry the west wind; Who is it? Back to the west wind: back to the autumn wind.
Refers to the lotus leaf bent by the autumn wind. Guan's "Young Beauty" was smeared on the mountain, and rotten grass stuck in the sky, which broke the door. Rotten grass: hay.
Horn painting: a horn used in the army. Breakthrough: Do it.
Bridge Gate: Drum Tower on the city, used to watch the enemy. Write three sentences about the isolated city of autumn scenery.
When Song and Qin Guan Fang fell to the west wind, everyone lost weight. Song Xin Qi Ji's Revenge of Zhao Jun makes people feel that everything in Qiu Lai is dying, while Song Xin Qi Ji's Charm of Southern Yan and Fan Kuo is sad in autumn, but it is not inevitable, and it is pleasant to be cold. Green swimming pool.
There are five ancient poems describing spring, summer, autumn and winter. 1. Poetry about spring: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Tang Du Fu knows when it rains. When spring comes, he sneaks into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. Wild trails and clouds are all black, and rivers and boats are bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. "Singing Willow" Tanghe Zhangzhi Jasper is dressed as a tree, and thousands of strands of green silk tapestries hang down. I don't know who is a good leaf. Peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom. I hate that spring is nowhere to be found, but I don't know where it becomes spring. The spring tour of Qiantang Lake is a trip to Jiating West in the north of Gushan Temple in Baijuyi, Tang Dynasty. At the beginning, the water level was low. Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and new swallows peck at the mud in spring. Flowers are more and more attractive, but shallow grass can't have horseshoes. I love the eastbound lake and the white sand embankment under the shade of green trees. Chunxiao is Tang, and I woke up in this beautiful spring morning. I wonder how many flowers have been broken. A poem about summer description: "Summer Night Sigh" Du Fu of Tang Dynasty never dies, and the inflammation steams and poisons my intestines. Andrew Wan Lifeng, floating, blowing my clothes. The sky is Kazuki Watanabe musicians, and the forest is sparse. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the porch is cold. I can see the details in vain, and the feathers are flying. I don't care about the details, so I'm comfortable. I miss Pesogo. It is better to return to China early. North city is sad, storks fly. No matter how tired the situation is, intense thinking is also healthy. "Early Summer" Tang Baiju is easy to be full of things in summer and planted for a long time. Elk likes deep forests, while insects and snakes like grass. Xiangniao loves dense leaves, swims in fish scales and enjoys new algae. The sky and the missing place, I wither alone ... to keep the cup from drying. Fish is as cheap as mud, and moxibustion does not faint early. Go to the temple in the morning and get drunk in the middle of the lake at dusk. Why do you have to go back to your hometown? How could you die? (1) In the Song Dynasty, plums in Fan Chengda were golden and apricot, with gray wheat and thin cauliflower. No one has ever fallen on the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying. A long time ago, dragonflies stood upside down. Song Yang Wanli, after all, in 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 reflected in the sun are of different colors. Poems about autumn: Qiu Ge at midnight, Tang Libai, a moon hanging in the capital, 10,000 washing mallets knocking and autumn wind blowing my heart, forever and ever, when the Tatar army was conquered, and my husband came back from a long battle! . Qiudeng Xuancheng, Wangbeilou, Tangli Baihe picturesque, the mountains look clear. The rainbow falls on the double bridge. Autumn is crowded with orange pomelo and old phoenix tree. Whoever goes to the north building will be thanked by the wind. Autumn Night Song Tang's soul was born with a little dew in autumn, but he lost weight and didn't change clothes. Silver kite worked hard for a long time, and he was afraid to leave the room. "Autumn Night" Tang Du Mu silver candle Qiu Guang painted a cold screen and a small fan danced fireflies lightly. It's cold as water day and night. Sit and watch the morning glory. When I watched the long river roll forward, I had already reached 3,000 miles away. With the sadness of autumn and my hundred years of sorrow, I climbed this peak alone. Bad luck has frosted my temples, and heartache and fatigue are a thick layer of dust in my wine. Poems about winter: Jiang Xue, Liu Tang Zongyuan, there are no birds in the mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of miles. Lonely boat, Li Weng, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow. Don't be big, Tang Gao Li, the north wind blows geese and snow in succession. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you. Yongmei, Song. Only a faint fragrance came. Lu Meipo and Xue Mei in Song Dynasty refused to surrender for the sake of spring, so the poet stopped writing and commented on the chapter. The snow in Mei Xu Xun was originally white, but it lost a little fragrance. Pastoral in winter, Song Fan Chengda set sail to see the snow-capped mountains clear, the wind was freezing, and the night was even colder. Sitting and listening to a drop of pearl jade, I don't know that the lake has frozen.
5. Poems describing spring, summer, autumn, winter and spring: "Singing Willow" He Biyu hangs down as a tapestry of countless strands of moss. I don't know who cut the beautiful leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
"It's not worth going to the park." Ye Shaoweng should pity his fangs and print his hair, but Xiao Kou Chai Fei won't open for a long time. But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall.
"Spring Dawn" Meng Haoran This morning in spring, I woke up briskly, and birds were singing everywhere. But now I remember that night, that storm, I wonder how many flowers were broken? "Riverside Scenery in Hui Chong" Su Shi has three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo. He is a prophet of warm ducks in Riverside.
The beach is covered with wormwood, asparagus is beginning to sprout, and puffer fish are preparing to swim upstream from the sea back to the river. Recalling Jiangnan is good, and the scenery has been familiar.
When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. How can we make people not miss Jiangnan? Pear blossoms are full of snow and spring, and the powder fragrance reached the horizon last night.
I feel sorry for you. I was slightly wet by the rain and accompanied by a blue shirt for a long time. A tree breeze deceives the national color, and several moonlight screens.
Now I'm standing on the east coast, remembering how Iraqis spend their spring. Spring in Tang Xin is sad and empty. I reached out my hands, what I lost and what I caught. Reading like a saint in a cold hut can't save me from my long loneliness and make people crazy. Who am I going to kill next How many famous emperors have I buried in my imagination? In fact, I would like to be a happy hooligan in a hat. Whistling and wandering around on a broken car, maybe I should roar, maybe I should sneer, maybe I should lie down and have a good sleep. In spring, ten Haizi and ten Haizi all came back to life in the beautiful scenery, laughing at this barbaric and sad Haizi. How long have you slept? In spring, ten Haizi growled around you, danced with me, messed up your black hair by singing, and rode away on you. The dust is flying, and the pain of your division permeates the land of spring. This is the only Haizi who brutally retaliates. The last one is children of the night, immersed in the winter, unable to extricate himself, loving the empty and cold countryside with high grain piles. Half covered with windows, a family of six. Half of them eat and eat for agriculture. They breed strong winds from east to west and from north to south, ignoring night and dawn. What do you mean by dawn? In spring, I think of Yu Guangzhong's spring, and I think of Jiangnan in Tang poetry. When I was nine, I picked mulberry leaves in it. Dragonflies are caught inside (you can go back from Keelung Port). Jiangnan in Su Xiaoxiao reminds me of Lotus Lake, Linghu Lake and Crab Lake, as well as the small battlefields of King Wu and King Yue in Jiangnan (the war is beautiful enough). Shi has escaped. Fan Li is gone. In the spring of Jiangnan (it takes three hours to fly from Songshan), I think of Jiangnan with weeping willows everywhere. After walking through Liu Di, many of my cousins are still the same. Even if they meet in the south of the Yangtze River (where the clouds spray for three hours), they will not accompany me to pick lotus and ling. Even if we meet, we will meet in Jiangnan, where there is my mother's Easter in Xinghua Village in Jiangnan (there is a restaurant). It's my mother, Tomb-Sweeping Day, a little girl in the south of the Yangtze River who hasn't come back to life, calling me. Call me at Yuantong Temple, call me here in the Strait, call me there in the Strait, in Jiangnan, where there are many temples, pavilions, kites and bells (standing in Keelung Port, I think-I can't go back if I want to ... Yu Jian has been waiting for them to call me all spring. I think they will call me all spring. I listened nervously to the noise outside the house. I hear the wind moving. On hearing the strange noise, I jumped up and opened the door. I stood at the door for a long time. I thought they would come and let my mother realize that I was restless and look at me gently. I can't. Tell her something, so I have to pick her up and pass me my medicine. I think they came to call me. Spring has arrived. It's a sunny day. The birds rushed in through the window with their hands in the sky. I think they will call me until the bird leaves the tree. This spring, the first person to see running water flowing from grass buds in Shengxing will be blessed with good health and good luck. It is the thawed ice crying for pain, but blind brothers, blind brothers, how many times do I have to explain in my ear before this fictional beauty will appear in your heart? Is it that the princess of this small town is answering questions in Mandarin in the middle school classroom at the moment, waiting for the incident that the murderer cut the body into pieces and threw it into the mechanical well in the suburban wheat field? Almost at the same time, I predicted that it was time for wolves to abandon evil and promote good. I heard that even mice gave birth to disgusting babies. A child makes more mistakes, which makes him happy. Happiness is that a child can't enter your eyes. Three hundred and sixty-five Zhuangzi flock to spring, and it is absolutely impossible to form a phalanx. The shepherd fell in love with a lovely ewe. Unexpectedly, this is a new trend of a hillbilly. I don't need to be melodramatic and get carried away. It should be admitted that the old will continue to be old, and the new will be updated, just like the life in spring is new and how old her name is. In spring, Xu Yong swallows returned and sang under the eaves that the river had thawed. A sudden blood, a sudden wound, a blank in my heart, is also in the pain of awakening. This is a season of increasing trust, and giving means greater gains. Sometimes I am silent, which makes me fall into deeper silence. For us, the best way to study something is to be in it. Spring is a typical example. Swallows in spring fly over my head, and rivers in spring flow with my blood. The land in spring carries deep plowshares, which are engraved in my heart. A series of scars spring makes me know more about life. My mother has the vegetable basket. My neighbor's sister is busy preparing for the wedding. Spring makes me more willing to be moved by ordinary things. In addition, some plantains in great demand have all died. A sharp axe.
The saw sent away the change, and some trees trying to grow tall whispered to each other. In the sky around the slope, the faint sun shook dozens of gold threads like picking up teeth on a rotating gear. This is a dangerous 800-mile spring, just like a huge silent pipe. Make everything in the south of the Yangtze River smoke. The waterwheel rotates day and night, and the outline of kapok bluestone on both sides of the river builds a home. The breeze is like a straw rope tied with cow smoke, and it moves quickly.
In the village dictionary, I have noticed that the moon has fallen into the water.
6. Four ancient poems about spring, summer, autumn and winter:
1. There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and there are duck prophets in the spring water heating. The beach is covered with wormwood, asparagus is beginning to sprout, and puffer fish are preparing to swim upstream from the sea back to the river. -"Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene" (Song) Su Shi
2. 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. -"Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" (Tang) Du Fu
3. Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky. My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships heading east —— Jueju (Tang Dynasty) Du Fu
4. When those red berries come in spring and bloom in your southern branches? People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention. -"Acacia" (Tang) Wang Wei
Summer:
1. After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. -Jingci Temple (Song) Yang Wanli appeared at dawn.
2. Feng Pu is hunting in a small pond. After the rain, the lotus flowers are fragrant. The magic pumpkin is cold in ice and snow. Bamboo square bed. Needle and thread are unintentional, and dreams grow in the afternoon. -"Memories of Wang Ci" (Song) Li Chongyuan
3. High painting to send guests to sing, the time series becomes songbirds. The breeze broke the three-day heat, and the good rain arrived in Wanjin on time. The distant mountains are surrounded by wild colors, and the clouds are shaded by horses. Whips are gratifying to the fat city boundary, and mulberry leaves are thick and wheat waves are deep. -"Crossing Shagou Store" (Yuan) Wang Hui
4. Red and purple have become dust, and the cuckoo sounds new in summer. It was during my endless journey in Sang Ma that I realized that I was a peaceful person. -"quatrains in early summer" (Song) Lu You
Autumn:
1. Qiu Guang drew a cold screen with a silver candle and waved a small fan to drive away fireflies. Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega. -"Autumn Evening" (Tang) Du Mu
If you drop three autumn leaves, you can blossom in February. Scraping the river surface can set off several huge waves in thousands of feet, and blowing bamboo can make tens of thousands of poles tilt. -"The Wind" (Tang) Li Qiao
A sunset is spreading in the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red. On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow. -"Mu Jiang Yin" (Tang) Bai Juyi
A moon hangs over the capital, and 10,000 washing hammers are beating. The autumn wind blew Yi Dao's voice, and every household remembered the people guarding the border. When will the border war be settled and when will my husband end his expedition? -Midnight (Tang) Li Bai
Winter:
1. Hundreds of mountains have no birds, and thousands of paths have no footprints. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice. -Jiang Xue (Tang) Liu Zongyuan
2. There are some plums in the corner, and Ling cold opens them alone. I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming. -"Plum Blossom" (Song) Wang Anshi
3. The spring water is full of four rivers, and Xia Yun has many strange peaks. The autumn moon shines on the ground, and the winter ridge is lonely and loose. -"Four Seasons" (gold) Tao Yuanming
4. At the age of poverty and poverty, present a festival to celebrate the new fragrance. This winter is the best, and tomorrow is another long year. The ice disappears in the mirror water, and the plum is scattered in the wind. This feast has a happy ending, so we wait for the dawn. -"Four Seasons" (gold) Tao Yuanming