Spring breeze blows in your face, and the fruit trees are in blossom.
When the spring breeze blows, everything recovers and the fruit trees are full of vitality. Wang Wei, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote in "Bird's Sound Stream": "When people are idle, sweet-scented osmanthus falls, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty. When the moon comes out, it surprises the birds and sounds into the spring stream. " The "osmanthus" in the poem is the osmanthus tree, which blooms in spring and smells refreshing. The poet uses the word "leisure" to create a quiet and leisurely atmosphere, which makes people feel as if they are in an orchard with birds and flowers, enjoying the breeze and flowers in the spring breeze.
It is very hot in summer and there are many fruits.
In hot summer, fruit trees are flourishing and fruitful. Du Mu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote in the title of Linghu Liuti: "thousands of feet's clear waves reflect the moon, and ten miles of peach blossoms are dipped in pink. There are many red apricots on the shore of the lake, blue and clear, light green and blue. " The "Peach Blossom" and "Red Apricot" in the poem are all fruit trees in full bloom in summer, and the flowers are pink and gorgeous, which are particularly delicate against the background of clear water and shallow lakes. The poet used the word "how many red apricots", suggesting that there are many apricot trees planted on the shore of the lake, and the fruits on the apricot trees are numerous and mouth-watering.
The autumn wind is bleak, and the fruits are fragrant.
The autumn wind is rustling, and the leaves on the fruit trees gradually turn yellow and fall off, but the fruits are more mature and exude attractive fragrance. Su Shi, a poet in the Song Dynasty, wrote in When is the Bright Moon? "I wish people a long time, and thousands of miles are beautiful. When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time. I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade. Dance to find out what shadows look like on the earth. The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon has yin and yang, and there are gains and losses. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope that people will last for a long time and have a good scenery. " "Zhuge" and "Hu Qi" in the poem refer to pavilions and carved windows painted with red paint, which usually appear in gardens. The poet painted a picture of the moonlight shining on sleepless people in the dead of night with two sentences: "Turn to Zhuge, as low as wild Hu", creating a beautiful and touching artistic conception.
In winter snow, fruit trees grow proudly.
Winter snow falls and the earth is covered with silver, but the fruit trees are still full of vitality and stand proudly. Bai Juyi, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote in "Selling Charcoal Weng": "Selling Charcoal Weng, chopping wood and burning charcoal in the mountains. His face was covered with dust, which was the color of smoke burning, his temples were gray, and his ten fingers were burnt black. What is the money for selling charcoal for? Buy clothes, buy food in your mouth. Pity that he is wearing thin clothes, but he is worried that charcoal can't be sold, hoping it will be colder. At night, it snowed a foot thick outside the city. Early in the morning, the old man drove a charcoal wheel to the market. Cows are tired and people are hungry, but the sun has risen very high. They are resting in the mud outside the south gate of the market. Who is that proud man riding on two horses? It was the eunuchs in the palace and eunuchs who did it. The eunuch, with documents in his hand and the emperor's orders in his mouth, shouted at the petrified palace. A cart of charcoal is more than a thousand Jin, and the envoys in the palace will cherish it. Half a horse is full of silk, and the cow's head is full of charcoal. " The "Charcoal Weng" in the poem lives by logging and burning charcoal, but he is worried about charcoal, hoping that it will be cold, just to get a higher price. The poet used two sentences to describe Tan Weng's hard life, naked and hungry in the cold winter: "naked" and "a foot of snow outside the city at night". The poet's sympathy and care for Tan Weng are vividly on the paper.