Xia: After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June.
The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are of different colors.
The birds on the swing flew away, and there were no footprints on a thousand roads.
A boat on the river, a fisherman in his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice. :< Mountain Walk > As far as Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is inclined, and people are in Bai Yunsheng.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
Winter:
A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue.
Traveling on the grassland in spring,
Enjoy the green lotus pond in summer
Drinking Huanghua wine in autumn,
Poetry about snow in winter.
Chunzhu
Beautiful spring outing in Surabaya, the endless scenery is new.
Waiting for the east wind will always be spring.
Shanting Summer High Film
The trees grow dark in summer, and the balcony reflects the pond.
The crystal curtains are blowing gently, and the roses are fragrant.
Autumn Xi Du Mu
In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand.
The night in Tianjie is as cool as water, lying and watching the cowherd and the weaver girl.
Du Lei on a cold night.
On a cold night, guests come to drink as tea, and the bamboo stove soup is boiling red at first.
As usual, there are plum blossoms in front of the window, and there are plum blossoms before the month.
autumn
Ma Zhiyuan
Dead vines and old trees faint ducks,
Small bridges and flowing water,
The ancient road and the west wind horse,
The sun went down,
Heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
Two orioles are singing on the green willow.
Egrets line up into the sky.
My window framed the snow-covered western hills.
My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
Time: Tang and Five Dynasties
Author: Bai Juyi
Works: Spring Tour of Qiantang River
Content:
Gushan Temple is north of Jiating West.
Low water level and low cloud feet.
Several early songbirds compete for warm trees,
Whose new swallow pecks at spring mud.
Flowers are becoming more and more charming,
Only shallow grass can have no horseshoe.
The lack of eastbound love for the lake,
Qingyang White Sand Embankment in under the greenwood tree.
Time: Southern Song Dynasty
Author: Yang Wanli
Works: Chu Xiao's Quiet Words to Lin Zifang.
Content:
After all, in mid-June,
The scenery is different from the four seasons.
Lotus leaves are infinitely green,
Lotus is bright red.
Time: Tang and Five Dynasties
Author: Liu Yuxi
Works: Autumn Ci
Content:
Since ancient times, I feel sad and lonely every autumn. I think autumn is more than spring.
There is no one in the clear sky in Wan Li, and a crane, Ling Yunfei, has aroused my meditation on the blue sky.
Time: Tang and Five Dynasties
Author: Liu Zongyuan
Works: Jiang Xue
Content:
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.
A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue.
First of all, spring:
meng haoran
Spring Morning
In the spring morning, I woke up easily.
Birds are singing everywhere around me.
But now I remember that night, that storm,
I wonder how many flowers have been broken.
Xiao Chun shows us a spring scene in the early morning after the rain. It seems dull, but it has infinite charm. Don't write flowers, don't write intoxicating fragrance, just use a few strokes to outline the deep spring that you felt at that casual moment. Poets cherish spring because of love, and spring because of love, concise and sincere. From "but now I remember that night, that storm", we can imagine the splendid spring scenery with birds and flowers.
translate
Spring is a good sleep, and it will dawn before you know it;
I suddenly woke up and there were birds singing everywhere.
At night, there seems to be a rustling sound;
Oh, it's stormy. How many flowers have fallen?
Liu Yong Tanghe Zhangzhi
Jasper dressed up as a tree,
Ten thousand green silk tapestries hang down.
I don't know who cut off the thin leaves,
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
The new willow jade is like a jade carving, and countless tender wickers hang down like ribbons. Who cut the slender willow leaves? It turns out that the spring breeze in February is a magical pair of scissors.
Comments: The author's observation is meticulous, the metaphor is novel, the imagination is unique, the language is simple and fluent, and there is a strong spring between the lines.
Second, summer.
Jiangnan hanyuefu
Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, so there is no lotus leaf.
Fish hits the lotus leaf, fish hits the lotus leaf east, fish hits the lotus leaf west,
Fish hit the south of the lotus leaf, fish hit the north of the lotus leaf.
Translation:
It's the season of picking lotus in Jiangnan again, and the leaves are closely connected.
Fish play in the middle of the lotus leaf, fish play in the east of the lotus leaf and fish play in the west of the lotus leaf.
Fish play in the south of the lotus leaf, and fish play in the north of the lotus leaf.
(Note: The last five sentences have the same meaning, all of which mean that fish are playing among lotus leaves. The juxtaposition of east, west, north and south is the technique of "fu" in the Book of Songs.
Explanation:
This article is a love song combined with labor. Poetry uses metaphors and puns that are common in folk love songs, with the homonym of "lotus" and "pity" as the symbol of love, and the splash of fish in the lotus leaf as a metaphor for the happy scene of young men and women falling in love in the works. Fresh and healthy style. The first three sentences of this poem outline a vivid Jiangnan landscape. The last four sentences are juxtaposed with the east, the west, the north and the south, and the orientation change is based on the swimming of fish, which is vivid, natural and interesting. Sentences are repeated and slightly changed, which is the traditional technique in the Book of Songs. Used here, it is more reminiscent of lotus pickers boating, singing and corresponding scenes in the lake. None of the words in the poem directly describe people, but through the description of lotus leaves and fish, we can hear their voices, see their people, feel a kind of vitality and appreciate the inner joy of lotus pickers.
Lakeside temple at dawn
Year: Song Author: Yang Wanli Genre: Four Musts
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.
To annotate ...
[Note] (1) Jingci Temple: On the south bank of West Lake in Hangzhou today. (2) after all: after all, eventually. (3) Four seasons: Four seasons.
Whether it is the West Lake in June or not, the unique scenery is different from other times. Lotus leaves are all over the lake, and the green lotus leaves are endless, extending to the distant place where water and sky meet. Lotus leaves reflect sunlight and present a distinctive brilliant red.
Third, autumn.
Travel in the mountains
Du Mu
In the distance, there are cold mountains, oblique stone paths and people in the depths of white clouds.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
[translation]:
Along the winding path up the mountain, deep in the white clouds, there are people. I stopped the car because I like the late autumn scenery in Fenglin. Maple leaves dyed with autumn frost are more colorful than spring flowers in February.
Through the maple leaves, the whole poem writes the warm breath of late autumn.
[Appreciation] This poem is about autumn scenery seen in the mountains, and the last two sentences are particularly beautiful. Therefore, Huang Sheng's "Don't Find Gold in Tang Poetry" says that "there is a picture in the poem" and it is a "travel map of autumn mountains". The word "sit" in the poem is interpreted as solving, not sitting down. "Frost leaves are redder than February flowers" has been praised as a "true sentence" by predecessors, because it fulfilled the previous meaning and showed us a maple forest in autumn. You see, under the autumn sun, the maple leaves are about to drip, and the layers of forest are all dyed, which is more beautiful than the spring flowers in February! Through this piece of red, people see that autumn has the charm of spring. Can you not feel relaxed and happy and linger?
Tianjin Sha Qiu Si
Ma Zhiyuan
The old vine is a faint crow, the small bridge is a small family, and the old road is a thin horse. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
Translated text
Dead vines twine around old trees, and crows returning home at dusk perch on branches. Under the small bridge, the water is gurgling, and there are several beside it. On the ancient and desolate road, the autumn wind is bleak, and a tired thin horse carries me forward. The sun is setting slowly, and people who are sad and heartbroken are still wandering around the world.
The first painting is *** 18 with nine nouns, without empty word, which is natural and fluent, with rich connotations. With his skillful artistic skills, the author bathed nine different landscapes in the afterglow of the sunset, presented them to us in a "montage" brushwork like a focal plane, and brought the readers into the late autumn season at once: several dead vines were wrapped around several bald trees with yellow leaves. We can imagine that crows can still have old trees to return to, but wanderers are homeless. How miserable and helpless it is! Next is a small bridge, flowing water, and a small farmhouse with faint smoke. The rural scenery in which such people live is so quiet and sweet, comfortable and carefree. All this can't help but remind the wanderer of the bridges, flowing water and relatives in his hometown. Here, the sad feelings are written in the happy scene, which sets off the helpless sadness of the wandering wanderer.
In the second painting, we can see that in the bleak autumn wind, on the lonely ancient road, a wanderer suffering from homesickness rides a long-delayed thin horse and wanders into the distance in the heavy twilight. At this time, the sun sets, scattering a bleak oblique light. This is the reunion moment when birds return to their nests, cattle and sheep return home and people return home. However, the wanderer is still "the end of the world is reduced." At this moment, this situation, a wandering in a foreign country, in the face of such a bleak and desolate scene, how can it not be sad, heartbroken and heartbroken! The heart of a wandering wanderer drops blood in the autumn wind. ...
It is with such a short ditty that Ma Zhiyuan expresses its indescribable connotation, vividly portrays the sad inner world of a wanderer and gives people a shocking artistic feeling.
Fourth, winter.
Xue Jiang
liu zongyuan
There are no birds in the mountains,
A thousand roads without footprints.
A boat, a bamboo cloak,
Fishing alone in a cold boat.
[translation]
In Fei Ying, there are no birds in the rolling hills.
All the traces that are hard to find on the road.
On a lonely boat,
There is a fisherman in Dai Li.
Fishing alone in the cold snow.
[opinion]
This poem truly reproduces a quiet, cold, pure and silent natural scene by line drawing, and shows it.
The poet's political frustration, depression and distress.
Du fu, soldier vehicle store
Vehicles roared, soldiers sang, and soldiers and arrows were tied to their waists. My parents, my parents, my wife and children all ran to see them. When they marched, the dust covered the sky and they couldn't see xian yangqiao. They ran after you, crying, pulling your sleeve and crying to the sky.
And every time a bystander asks you a question, pedestrians click on the frequency. Some people go to the north of the Yellow River at the age of fifteen, even if they go to the western border to open up wasteland at the age of forty. Long in the middle, the hair is tied up with a headscarf, and when I come back, I am bald and guarding the border. Countless border guards shed blood and sacrificed to form seawater, and the concept of border defense in Huang Wu has not stopped. Haven't you heard that there are hundreds of villages covered with vegetation in 200 states east of Huashan Mountain? Even if a strong woman plows the field with a hoe, nothing will grow on the crops in the field. Moreover, the soldiers of the Qin Dynasty can fight hard, and there is no difference between chickens and dogs when they are rushed to fight. No matter what demands are made on them, does the soldier dare to expand his hatred? Just like this winter, we didn't stop the soldiers west of Hangukou from enlisting. The county magistrate urgently urges people to pay taxes. Where does the tax come from? If you really know that boys are a bad thing, you might as well have a girl. Girls can also marry their nearest neighbors, and boys will die in battle.
Didn't you see Qinghai Head, where all the old bones were abandoned? The new ghost complained that the old ghost cried the loudest in the stormy dark sky.
Translated text
Vehicles rumbled, horses rustled, and soldiers went out with bows and arrows hanging from their waists. Parents, wife and children came to see me off, but xian yangqiao was not seen in the dust. Stop on the road, hold the soldier's clothes and cry, crying straight into the sky.
Passers-by asked the soldiers how to get out, but the soldiers only said that there were frequent conscription on the roster. Some people went to the north of the Yellow River at the age of fifteen, while others went to the western frontier to farm at the age of forty. When I went, I covered some able-bodied men with headscarves. When I came back, I was bald and had to guard the border. Countless frontier soldiers shed blood and sacrificed to form seawater, and Huang Wu's idea of opening up the frontier has never stopped. Haven't you heard of the vegetation in Baicun Village, 200 states east of Huashan Mountain in Hanjia? Even if there is a strong woman with a hoe and plow in her hand, the crops in the field will not grow into a line. Besides, the soldiers of Qin can fight hard and be driven to war, just like chickens and dogs. Despite the doubts of elders, how dare people who serve in the army express their disgust? Just like this winter, we have never stopped recruiting troops west of Hanguguan. The county magistrate urgently urged the people to pay the rent tax. Where does the rent tax come from? If you really know that having a boy is a bad thing, you might as well have a girl. Give birth to a girl who can marry her neighbor, and give birth to a boy who died on the battlefield and was buried in the grass.
Don't you see, on the edge of Qinghai, the bones of soldiers who have died since ancient times have not been buried. The new ghost resents the old ghost and cries in annoyance, and the ghost chirps when it is rainy and wet.
Hide in the small building and become unified, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter.
Autumn ci
Liu Yuxi
Since ancient times, there have been many lonely chats in autumn.
I say autumn is better than spring.
In the clear sky, a crane is walking among the clouds.
Then bring poetry to the blue night.
Tianjin Sha Qiu Si
Ma Zhiyuan
The old vine is a faint crow, the small bridge is a small family, and the old road is a thin horse. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
Spring: In the spring morning, I wake up easily, and birds are singing all around.
Win the day and find the fragrance of Surabaya, and the scenery is endless. Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere.
Xia: Dragonflies have already stood on the sharp corner of the river.
Autumn: Autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times. I say autumn is better than spring.
Winter: There are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths.
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First of all, spring:
meng haoran
Spring Morning
In the spring morning, I woke up easily.
Birds are singing everywhere around me.
But now I remember that night, that storm,
I wonder how many flowers have been broken.
Xiao Chun shows us a spring scene in the early morning after the rain. It seems dull, but it has infinite charm. Don't write flowers, don't write intoxicating fragrance, just use a few strokes to outline the deep spring that you felt at that casual moment. Poets cherish spring because of love, and spring because of love, concise and sincere. From "but now I remember that night, that storm", we can imagine the splendid spring scenery with birds and flowers.
translate
Spring is a good sleep, and it will dawn before you know it;
I suddenly woke up and there were birds singing everywhere.
At night, there seems to be a rustling sound;
Oh, it's stormy. How many flowers have fallen?
Liu Yong Tanghe Zhangzhi
Jasper dressed up as a tree,
Ten thousand green silk tapestries hang down.
I don't know who cut off the thin leaves,
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
The new willow jade is like a jade carving, and countless tender wickers hang down like ribbons. Who cut the slender willow leaves? It turns out that the spring breeze in February is a magical pair of scissors.
Comments: The author's observation is meticulous, the metaphor is novel, the imagination is unique, the language is simple and fluent, and there is a strong spring between the lines.
Second, summer.
Jiangnan hanyuefu
Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, so there is no lotus leaf.
Fish hits the lotus leaf, fish hits the lotus leaf east, fish hits the lotus leaf west,
Fish hit the south of the lotus leaf, fish hit the north of the lotus leaf.
Translation:
It's the season of picking lotus in Jiangnan again, and the leaves are closely connected.
Fish play in the middle of the lotus leaf, fish play in the east of the lotus leaf and fish play in the west of the lotus leaf.
Fish play in the south of the lotus leaf, and fish play in the north of the lotus leaf.
(Note: The last five sentences have the same meaning, all of which mean that fish are playing among lotus leaves. The juxtaposition of east, west, north and south is the technique of "fu" in the Book of Songs.
Explanation:
This article is a love song combined with labor. Poetry uses metaphors and puns that are common in folk love songs, with the homonym of "lotus" and "pity" as the symbol of love, and the splash of fish in the lotus leaf as a metaphor for the happy scene of young men and women falling in love in the works. Fresh and healthy style. The first three sentences of this poem outline a vivid Jiangnan landscape. The last four sentences are juxtaposed with the east, the west, the north and the south, and the orientation change is based on the swimming of fish, which is vivid, natural and interesting. Sentences are repeated and slightly changed, which is the traditional technique in the Book of Songs. Used here, it is more reminiscent of lotus pickers boating, singing and corresponding scenes in the lake. None of the words in the poem directly describe people, but through the description of lotus leaves and fish, we can hear their voices, see their people, feel a kind of vitality and appreciate the inner joy of lotus pickers.
Lakeside temple at dawn
Year: Song Author: Yang Wanli Genre: Four Musts
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.
To annotate ...
[Note] (1) Jingci Temple: On the south bank of West Lake in Hangzhou today. (2) after all: after all, eventually. (3) Four seasons: Four seasons.
Whether it is the West Lake in June or not, the unique scenery is different from other times. Lotus leaves are all over the lake, and the green lotus leaves are endless, extending to the distant place where water and sky meet. Lotus leaves reflect sunlight and present a distinctive brilliant red.
Third, autumn.
Travel in the mountains
Du Mu
In the distance, there are cold mountains, oblique stone paths and people in the depths of white clouds.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
[translation]:
Along the winding path up the mountain, deep in the white clouds, there are people. I stopped the car because I like the late autumn scenery in Fenglin. Maple leaves dyed with autumn frost are more colorful than spring flowers in February.
Through the maple leaves, the whole poem writes the warm breath of late autumn.
[Appreciation] This poem is about autumn scenery seen in the mountains, and the last two sentences are particularly beautiful. Therefore, Huang Sheng's "Don't Find Gold in Tang Poetry" says that "there is a picture in the poem" and it is a "travel map of autumn mountains". The word "sit" in the poem is interpreted as solving, not sitting down. "Frost leaves are redder than February flowers" has been praised as a "true sentence" by predecessors, because it fulfilled the previous meaning and showed us a maple forest in autumn. You see, under the autumn sun, the maple leaves are about to drip, and the layers of forest are all dyed, which is more beautiful than the spring flowers in February! Through this piece of red, people see that autumn has the charm of spring. Can you not feel relaxed and happy and linger?
Tianjin Sha Qiu Si
Ma Zhiyuan
The old vine is a faint crow, the small bridge is a small family, and the old road is a thin horse. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
Translated text
Dead vines twine around old trees, and crows returning home at dusk perch on branches. Under the small bridge, the water is gurgling, and there are several beside it. On the ancient and desolate road, the autumn wind is bleak, and a tired thin horse carries me forward. The sun is setting slowly, and people who are sad and heartbroken are still wandering around the world.
The first painting is *** 18 with nine nouns, without empty word, which is natural and fluent, with rich connotations. With his skillful artistic skills, the author bathed nine different landscapes in the afterglow of the sunset, presented them to us in a "montage" brushwork like a focal plane, and brought the readers into the late autumn season at once: several dead vines were wrapped around several bald trees with yellow leaves. We can imagine that crows can still have old trees to return to, but wanderers are homeless. How miserable and helpless it is! Next is a small bridge, flowing water, and a small farmhouse with faint smoke. The rural scenery in which such people live is so quiet and sweet, comfortable and carefree. All this can't help but remind the wanderer of the bridges, flowing water and relatives in his hometown. Here, the sad feelings are written in the happy scene, which sets off the helpless sadness of the wandering wanderer.
In the second painting, we can see that in the bleak autumn wind, on the lonely ancient road, a wanderer suffering from homesickness rides a long-delayed thin horse and wanders into the distance in the heavy twilight. At this time, the sun sets, scattering a bleak oblique light. This is the reunion moment when birds return to their nests, cattle and sheep return home and people return home. However, the wanderer is still "the end of the world is reduced." At this moment, this situation, a wandering in a foreign country, in the face of such a bleak and desolate scene, how can it not be sad, heartbroken and heartbroken! The heart of a wandering wanderer drops blood in the autumn wind. ...
It is with such a short ditty that Ma Zhiyuan expresses its indescribable connotation, vividly portrays the sad inner world of a wanderer and gives people a shocking artistic feeling.
Fourth, winter.
Xue Jiang
liu zongyuan
There are no birds in the mountains,
A thousand roads without footprints.
A boat, a bamboo cloak,
Fishing alone in a cold boat.
[translation]
In Fei Ying, there are no birds in the rolling hills.
All the traces that are hard to find on the road.
On a lonely boat,
There is a fisherman in Dai Li.
Fishing alone in the cold snow.
[opinion]
This poem truly reproduces a quiet, cold, pure and silent natural scene by line drawing, and shows it.
The poet's political frustration, depression and distress.
Du fu, soldier vehicle store
Vehicles roared, soldiers sang, and soldiers and arrows were tied to their waists. My parents, my parents, my wife and children all ran to see them. When they marched, the dust covered the sky and they couldn't see xian yangqiao. They ran after you, crying, pulling your sleeve and crying to the sky.
And every time a bystander asks you a question, pedestrians click on the frequency. Some people go to the north of the Yellow River at the age of fifteen, even if they go to the western border to open up wasteland at the age of forty. Long in the middle, the hair is tied up with a headscarf, and when I come back, I am bald and guarding the border. Countless border guards shed blood and sacrificed to form seawater, and the concept of border defense in Huang Wu has not stopped. Haven't you heard that there are hundreds of villages covered with vegetation in 200 states east of Huashan Mountain? Even if a strong woman plows the field with a hoe, nothing will grow on the crops in the field. Moreover, the soldiers of the Qin Dynasty can fight hard, and there is no difference between chickens and dogs when they are rushed to fight. No matter what demands are made on them, does the soldier dare to expand his hatred? Just like this winter, we didn't stop the soldiers west of Hangukou from enlisting. The county magistrate urgently urges people to pay taxes. Where does the tax come from? If you really know that boys are a bad thing, you might as well have a girl. Girls can also marry their nearest neighbors, and boys will die in battle.
Didn't you see Qinghai Head, where all the old bones were abandoned? The new ghost complained that the old ghost cried the loudest in the stormy dark sky.
Translated text
Vehicles rumbled, horses rustled, and soldiers went out with bows and arrows hanging from their waists. Parents, wife and children came to see me off, but xian yangqiao was not seen in the dust. Stop on the road, hold the soldier's clothes and cry, crying straight into the sky.
Passers-by asked the soldiers how to get out, but the soldiers only said that there were frequent conscription on the roster. Some people went to the north of the Yellow River at the age of fifteen, while others went to the western frontier to farm at the age of forty. When I went, I covered some able-bodied men with headscarves. When I came back, I was bald and had to guard the border. Countless frontier soldiers shed blood and sacrificed to form seawater, and Huang Wu's idea of opening up the frontier has never stopped. Haven't you heard of the vegetation in Baicun Village, 200 states east of Huashan Mountain in Hanjia? Even if there is a strong woman with a hoe and plow in her hand, the crops in the field will not grow into a line. Besides, the soldiers of Qin can fight hard and be driven to war, just like chickens and dogs. Despite the doubts of elders, how dare people who serve in the army express their disgust? Just like this winter, we have never stopped recruiting troops west of Hanguguan. The county magistrate urgently urged the people to pay the rent tax. Where does the rent tax come from? If you really know that having a boy is a bad thing, you might as well have a girl. Give birth to a girl who can marry her neighbor, and give birth to a boy who died on the battlefield and was buried in the grass.
Don't you see, on the edge of Qinghai, the bones of soldiers who have died since ancient times have not been buried. The new ghost resents the old ghost and cries in annoyance, and the ghost chirps when it is rainy and wet.
Hide in the small building and become unified, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter.
Autumn ci
Liu Yuxi
Since ancient times, there have been many lonely chats in autumn.
I say autumn is better than spring.
In the clear sky, a crane is walking among the clouds.
Then bring poetry to the blue night.
Tianjin Sha Qiu Si
Ma Zhiyuan
The old vine is a faint crow, the small bridge is a small family, and the old road is a thin horse. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
Spring: In the spring morning, I wake up easily, and birds are singing all around.
Win the day and find the fragrance of Surabaya, and the scenery is endless. Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere.
Xia: Dragonflies have already stood on the sharp corner of the river.
Autumn: Autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times. I say autumn is better than spring.
Winter: There are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths.
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