The Willow
He 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.
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.
Wild trails and clouds are all black, and rivers and boats are bright.
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
2. Summer
Summer in the mountain pavilion
Tang gaopian
The trees are dark and the summer is long.
The balcony is reflected in the pond.
The water curtain moves and the breeze rises.
The roses all over the yard smell delicious.
Chasing coolness on a summer night
Song Yang Wanli
The heat at night is still the same as that in the afternoon.
Open the door and stand in the middle of the moon.
Deep in the bamboo forest, insects are singing,
Sometimes it's cool, just the wind.
3. Autumn
autumn moon
Song Chenghao
The Qingxi River crosses Bishantou, and the empty water is fresh in autumn.
Three miles away from the world of mortals, white clouds and red leaves are two long.
Qiu Si.
Tang zhangji
The annual autumn wind blows to Luoyang city, and my wandering son doesn't know how his relatives in his hometown are; Writing a letter to peace has too much to say and I don't know where to start.
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.
4. In winter,
Jiang Xue.
Liutang Zongyuan
There are no birds in the mountains,
A thousand roads without footprints.
A boat, a bamboo cloak,
An old man was fishing in the cold river snow.
Yin of bitter cold
Tang mengjiao
It's cold, You Lan,
The north wind is called withered mulberry.
Thick ice without cracks,
There is cold light in a short day.
5. wind
Dawn of spring
meng haoran
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.
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Li shangyin
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing, and a hundred flowers are blooming.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.
There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
Step 6 rain
Xijiang moonlit walking on Huangsha Road
(Xin Qiji in Southern Song Dynasty)
The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance. In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.
Drink the rain on Chuqing Lake.
Song sushi
The water is bright and clear,
It's rainy in the mountains.
In order to compare the West Lake with the West Lake,
Light makeup is always appropriate.
7.snow
Jiang Xue.
liu zongyuan
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.
A boat, a bamboo cloak, fishing alone in the cold snow.
Jueju
Don du fu
"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.