Xiao Chun (Meng Haoran)
In the spring morning, I woke up easily.
Birds are singing everywhere around me.
But now I remember that night, that storm,
How many fallen flowers are there?
Liu Yong (He)
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.
summer
Yuriko koike Yang Wanli
Spring is silent, cherish the trickle,
The shade of trees shines on the water, loving sunshine and tenderness.
Xiao He just showed his sharp corners,
Dragonflies have long stood on it.
Xiao Jingci Temple sent Lin Zifang and Song.
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.
autumn
Autumn Xi Du Mu
Qiu Guang drew a cold screen with a silver candle and waved a small fan at the firefly.
Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega.
Watch the moon in the pavilion on the night of August 15th.
Bai Juyi
On the evening of August 15th last year, I visited the apricot garden near Qujiang Pool.
On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall.
Where is the hometown in the northwest? Look at the moon several times in the southeast.
Nobody met when it was windy yesterday, but tonight it is as sunny as usual.
winter
Tang Bai Juyi, homesick for the winter night in Handan.
Every winter solstice in Handan post office, I have a kneepad lamp.
If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers.
Drink Tang Du Mu on early winter nights.
Huaiyang was sick and wanted to have sex, so the guest sleeves invaded the frosted candle tray.
There is a pile of snow under the pear flower. Who will do it next year?