Ancient Poetry in Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter (five poems each)
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1. "Spring Dawn" Meng Haoran
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep.
How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
2. "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Du Fu
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.
3. "Liu Yong" He Zhangzhi
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
4. "Qingming" Du Mu
A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.
Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
5. "Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple" Bai Juyi
In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed.
I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here.
Summer:
1. "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang" Yang Wanli
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.
2. Sleeping in Early Summer Yang Wanli
Plum sour teeth, banana green sieve.
Spring goes to summer, and the days are long and tired. After a nap, I feel depressed and watch the children play with catkins in the air.
3. "Early Summer Jueju" Lu You
Red and purple have become dust one after another, 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.
4. Sima Guang's "Early Summer in the Guest"
In April of early summer, the weather was sunny and warm, and it cleared up after a rain. After the rain, the mountains were greener and more pleasant, and the mountains in the south became clearer.
There are no catkins in the wind, only sunflowers open to the sun.
5. Su Shi, Chu Qing on the lake after drinking.
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy.
If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate.
Autumn:
1. An autumn night in the mountains
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.
The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.
Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
2. Meng Haoran at night on Jiande River
Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart.
The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.
3. "Autumn Night" Du Mu
In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand.
Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega.
4. "Midnight Qiu Ge" Li Bai
There is moonlight in Chang 'an, and all the families in Yi Dao are there.
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?
5. "Climbing High" Du Fu
The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand.
The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.
Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.
After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.
Winter:
1. Jiang Xue Liu Zongyuan
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.
2. "Plum Blossom" Wang Anshi
There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.
I know from a distance that it is not snow that brings fragrance.
3. "Master of Furong Mountain in Snow" Liu Changqing
The setting sun is far away, the weather is cold and the house is poor.
Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night.
4. The quality of Biedongda is high.
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.
A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?
5. Winter Night Cen Can
Vast sweat and frost blow the world, and there is no business in hot springs and fire wells.
Zeguo dragons and snakes are frozen, and Nanshan is sparse.
The above is for reference.
Edited on 20 18- 10-02.
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Five Poems in Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter (with Title and Author)
A poem about spring "Spring Dawn" Tang Meng Hao Ran This morning in spring, I woke up briskly, and birds were singing everywhere. How many flowers fall after a stormy night. He Biyu in Tang Dynasty is composed of ten thousand green silk tapestries hanging from a tree. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Don Du Fu knows when it will rain and when spring will come. 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. "Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple" Tang Bai Juyi's world was beautiful in April, and peach blossoms in Shanxi began to bloom. I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here. "Qiantang Spring Tour" Tang Baijuyi Gushan Temple is located in the north of Jiating West, with a low water level at first. Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. I love the lack of eastward travel of the lake and the white sand embankment under the shade of green trees. "Early Spring in the East of the City" is a poet in Juyuan Yang in the Tang Dynasty. His view of spring is clear, green and yellow. If you stay in the forest, then you are a flower watcher when you go out. Hui Chong Riverside Scenery is Su Shi's first song, and it is the prophet of Riverside Warm Duck. 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. "It's not worth going to the park." Ye Songshao Weng should pity his teeth and seal his fur, but Xiao Kouchai 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 Day" Song Zhuxi wins the day to find the waterfront, and the boundless scene is new. Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere. "Remember jiangnan? Jiangnan is good. Tang Bai Juyi is good in Jiangnan, and the scenery is 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? Jiang Nanyi, the most memorable is Hangzhou. Looking for laurel trees in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. When will you revisit? Jiang Nanyi, followed by Wu Gong. Wu Yi cup of spring bamboo leaves, Wu Wa dance lotus drunk. Will we meet again sooner or later? Second, the poem about summer "Summer Night Sigh" Tang Du Fu never dies, which poisons my intestines. Andrew Wan Lifeng, the wind is blowing on my skirt. Kazuki Watanabe musicians are born in heaven, and there are few forests. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the entrance is cool. When you see the slightest thing in vain, the feather bug flies. Things have no details and are adaptive. Miss Pigos, and keep the border in poor years. Why are you washing and looking at each other? Diao Dou was hit at night, and the noise was even 10,000 square meters. Although the purple is covered, it is better to return to China early. North city is sad, storks fly. When the situation is troublesome, you will be very tired, and you will be healthy when you think hard. " The first summer of Don Bai Juyi Xia Meng was full of things, and then it was planted again. Elk is happy in the depths of the jungle, and so are insects, snakes and grass. Hunan birds love dense leaves, and scales swim to welcome new algae. Heaven and earth disappear, I wither alone. After all, all flesh and blood are far away. There is no one in the old country, and Kou Rongchen is boundless. It's no use worrying. Embrace yourself. Let go of your body and mind and let nature make you. More wine in Xunyang can keep the cup dry. Fish is as cheap as mud, and moxibustion does not faint early. Go down to the temple at the foot of Mi Shan and get drunk in the lake. Why go back to your hometown? I can't die. In summer, the mountain light in the west of Nan Ting Si Tang Xin Meng Haoran suddenly goes out, and the moon in the lake in the east rises slowly. Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place. The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound. I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me. Feeling for a night, I miss my old friends all night, and it is hard to miss them in my dreams. "Xia Meng's" Tang Family Lost Summer in Jiangnan, edited by Ci Bamboo Shoots. Qi is a castle and frog is an orchestra. In the midsummer, the mountain pavilion is tall in the Tang Dynasty, the trees are dark and long in summer, and the balcony reflects into the pool. The crystal curtain moves and the breeze blows, and the roses are full of fragrance. "Summer Pastoral Miscellaneous" (I) Song Fan Chengda, Li Zijin apricot fat, wheat white cauliflower thin. No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying. "Pond" Song Yang Wan Lichun's eyes are silent and cherish a trickle, and the shade shines on the water and loves sunny and soft. The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head. After all, in mid-June, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. "Drunken book looks at the lake floor on June 27" Song Sushi's dark clouds turn over the ink and don't cover the mountain, and the white rain jumps over the boat. Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle. " Summer drought and heat "Wang Song makes the breeze kill the heat, and the sunset flies to the top of the mountain. People are worried that the dry rivers, lakes and seas will dry up, and the Milky Way will dry up? The high Kunlun Mountain is covered with snow all the year round, and the distant Penglai Island is cool. I can't take the world with me in summer. How can I bear to roam freely alone? "Unknown Miscellaneous Poems" shows the scorching sun in Shi Naian, and the wild rice in Tian He is half burnt. The farmer's heart is like soup, and the son Wang Sun shakes it. "I have seen" Yuan Mei shepherd boy riding a yellow cattle in Qing Dynasty, and his song vibrated Lin Yue. Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently. Three, about the autumn poem "Midnight Qiu Ge" Tang Libai a bright moon hanging high in the capital, empty lanes. 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? " Xie Tiao North Building, Xuancheng, Qiudeng "In the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai's Jiangcheng was picturesque, with beautiful mountains and clear waters and clear skies in Wan Li. The rain caught the mirror and the rainbow fell on the double bridge. Orange forest pomelo is set off in the cold smoke of kitchen smoke; Autumn is boundless, and the phoenix tree has become old. Who but me will think of the North Tower to welcome the autumn wind, Miss Xie? " The Nightingale in Autumn Night: The ghost woman of Tang Dynasty was born with autumn dew, but she was too thin to change her clothes. The long night is full of deep affection for silver, and I am afraid of keeping the empty room and can't bear to go to sleep. "Autumn night" Tang Du Muyin candle cold painting screen, light Luo small fan flapping fireflies. Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega. Climbing the mountain, Tang Du Fu sobbed in a sharp wind from the wide sky, and the birds were flying home to the clear lakes and white beaches. The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably. Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness. After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged. Night berth Jiande Jiangtang Meng Haoran When my boat was sailing in the fog, the days were getting shorter and the memories of the old days began. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. " "Living in the Mountain and Thinking of Shandong Brothers" Tang is a stranger, and he misses his relatives every holiday. Think of brothers' bodies being climbed high, will there be a little regret because they can't reach me? "Mountain Trip" Tang Du Mu is far away from Hanshan, and there are people in Bai Yunsheng. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. An autumn night in a deep mountain, Tang, stands empty after the rain. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well let it rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time. "Ode to Mujiang" Tang Bai Juyi spread water in the sunset, half Jiang Shasha, half Jiang Hong. Poor September third night, dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow. "Autumn Ci" In the Tang Dynasty, Liu Yuxi's mountain was frosty at night, and several trees were dark red and light yellow. Try to go to the bottom of a tall building, as crazy as spring. Qiu Si Zhang Tang was born in Luoyang and saw the autumn wind, which made him want to write a meaningful book. When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him. " To "Song Sushi's" Lotus without rain, there are still branches in the chrysanthemum. Good years must be remembered, it is orange. Fourth, the poem "Jiang Xue" is about winter. There are no birds in the mountains of Zongyuan, Liu Tang, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone, not afraid of ice and snow. "Don't be big" Tang Gao is thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, and the north wind blows geese and snow in succession. 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A small Zen lamp is half a moon, and it is colder today than last night. Bai Xuege bid farewell to Tian, secretary of Wu Guitang and Cen Can, and the north wind rolled white grass, and eight In the snow passed the Tatar Day. Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in bloom. Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin. The general used cold hands to protect his hands. The armored steel was too cold to wear. The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy. In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment. In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag. "Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. When you leave, Tianshan Road is covered with snow. "I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.