Spring is the bride of winter.
Snow is her wedding dress.
Glass is her best man.
The new bud will play a March.
Rose petals are flying all over the sky.
The red carpet was covered with moonlight.
Xiajiangna Wedding Zhu Chi
The late Phoenix is the witness of the wedding.
Hundreds of flowers and birds come to send spring into the arms of winter.
Longlailing road
Step into the sacred palace
Manzhu and Shahua sang Mass.
The solemn fragrance wafted everywhere.
Long hair dances in spring-though not waist-length.
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Who noticed?
The lights are dim, and you are alone in autumn.
No tears, no call sign
Just drown your sorrows in wine.
Nobody knows anyway.
Spring breeze, river tide, beautiful flowers, bright moon and quiet night.
Talk in spring.
To my long hair and waist.
Will you marry me?
Qiu also agreed with joy.
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Modern Poetry about Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter: Songs of the Four Seasons
The sound of spring
It never begrudges its smile,
The whole body is as elegant as cloves.
It comes with the wind,
Open your arms, wave your slender hands,
Sprinkle green on the earth, put flowers in the branches,
Peach blossoms and red cheeks,
Dye the pear's face white,
Dyed the braid of winter jasmine yellow.
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It is covered with green leaves,
With joy, with calm.
Summer is strong, and the breeze caresses and chats.
In the sound of cicadas, evening comes quietly.
Outside the village, the janitor's dog fell asleep in the nest.
It often wakes up from dreams,
Staring at the dark blue night sky,
Look quietly, look quietly. ...
The rhythm of autumn
In this season,
Perhaps the most beautiful thing is not fallen leaves.
Maybe the last thing is not fruit.
Perhaps the most fragrant is not osmanthus.
The brightest may not be the sun.
Autumn is crisp and the sky is high and the clouds are light.
The most beautiful thing is to give others happiness;
At most, it is refreshing to others;
The most fragrant thing is its breath;
The brightest thing is its heart.
Melon and fruit are fragrant, and the layers of forest are dyed.
Who is the best?
It is our pleasing autumn.
The soul of winter
It brings a clean and white world,
Snow, Yushu Yin Hua,
Put the quilt on the ground.
The wheat seedlings sleep under the quilt.
Dreaming of its harvest.
Beautiful and moving girl,
You smile, flowers bloom and fall, and spring is full;
Looking up, Xia Shu is covered with trees;
You look back and smile, the forest is dyed and the autumn is pleasant;
You smile gently, thousands of miles are frozen, and Wan Li snows!
Modern Poetry about Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter: Poems of Four Seasons
Spring flowers are veiled with shame,
The wind is charming and reflects Xia Zi.
Summer rain welcomes the breeze,
Lotus fragrance flows around the water pavilion.
Autumn chrysanthemum spits ink, Dan Qing Juan,
Good wine makes people drunk.
The catkins in winter are fragrant,
Another snowy year.