Appreciation of Poems Describing Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter, Nostalgia, Missing and Frontier fortress

Tang and Li Bai stayed at the Mountain Temple.

The tall buildings of the temple on the mountain are really high, like a hundred feet. People upstairs are like a hand that can pick off the stars in the sky.

Standing here, I dare not speak loudly for fear of disturbing the gods in the sky.

Tang Wang Zhihuan Heron Hotel

The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea.

By going up one flight of stairs, look further.

Feng Tang liqiao

It can blow off the golden leaves in autumn and bloom beautiful flowers in spring.

Scraping the river surface can set off several huge waves in thousands of feet, and blowing bamboo can make tens of thousands of poles tilt.

Wang Anshi in Meihua Song Dynasty

There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.

I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.

Xiao Chuntang Meng Haoran

Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep.

But now I remember that night, that storm, I wonder how many flowers were broken?

Liu Yong Tanghe Zhangzhi

Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.

I wonder who cut the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.