Spring, full of vitality, comes quietly with light steps. Endless green grass, lush towering trees, colorful flowers and gurgling streams. Why is this abundant spring scenery not charming? Willows are reluctant to part, but they can't stop the chirping birds from whispering; Bright flowers can't hide the brilliant bees and butterflies flying up and down; Although the grass is far away, it is not as good as my blue sea and blue sky. Yingying sings the joyful songs of the earth in a low voice and sings the joy of life of all things in nature.
The changeable summer is full of passion. Sometimes it's noisy, sometimes it's quiet, sometimes it's sunny, sometimes it's rainy. Summer is a doll's face, sometimes cloudy and sometimes sunny, unpredictable; Summer is a lively song, and sunshine is its energetic note. The cicada chirps and the warm wind is accompanied by croaking frogs, and the beautiful and pure lotus flowers are overflowing, which cleanses people's hearts and makes people quiet and far-reaching.
Autumn is a harmonious and beautiful season, the season of oranges and the most abundant season. In the field, the golden wheat waves are heavy, the ears of rice are above the water, and the grains depict the year of Xue Ruifeng. The fruit trees in the orchard are bent, and people are sweating and harvesting happily. The autumn wind blows gently, the maple trees are all dyed, the autumn water is Ying Ying, and autumn is so harmonious. In this mature season, I also caught my dream and tasted the harvest.
Winter, the last season of nature, is boundless, calm and sad, but it also draws a perfect and unique ending for nature's poems. In my eyes, winter is a wonderful flower of nature. Snowflakes all over the sky, wintersweet in Ao Shuang and "scratching" hail on the windowsill are all telling the language of winter. They are so quiet, simple, pure and sacred. Winter is the end of one year and the beginning of the next! In winter, the character is honed in the cold wind, and new hope is bred in the ice and snow.
Poetry of the Four Seasons records the exuberance of spring, the enthusiasm of summer, the maturity of autumn and the depth of winter. The four seasons are like four songs. Each capital has a moving melody and is like a symphony. The four movements are scattered at will and harmoniously integrated ... The four seasons are poems and paintings, which bring us beautiful enjoyment and sublimate our hearts. It also records our lives and experiences.