Perhaps my master was worried that my wooden shoes trampled his precious moss and tapped Chai Men lightly, but no one opened it 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.
summer
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.
autumn
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.
winter
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.
Qingming Festival
Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.
Dragon Boat Festival
The festival is divided into Dragon Boat Festival, which is said to be Qu Yuan. I can laugh at the emptiness of the Chu River, but I can't wash it straight.
Double Ninth Festival
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.
be homesick
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
love
You live at the head of the Yangtze River, and my concubine lives at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day and drink the Yangtze River water. When will the water stop and this situation end? I hope your heart, like mine, will live up to your homesickness.
Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed. Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be.
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi. When * * * cuts candles at the west window, it says it will rain late.
Emotional bond
The thread in the mother's hand makes clothes for her wayward son. She sews it carefully and repairs it thoroughly, fearing that it will delay his time to go home, but an inch of grass has won much love.
ideal
The old horse crouches, aiming at thousands of miles; A noble person still maintains lofty ideals even when he is old.
I was born useful, spinning a thousand pieces of silver, all come back! .