Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?
When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches.
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
In spring, as long as you sow a seed, you can harvest a lot of food in autumn.
Jianghan spring breeze, frost removed last night.
The cold goes with the night, and the spring returns to the fifth watch.
The east wind has arrived, and the Green Lake has gone up the mountain.
Spring fills the earth with hope, and everything presents a scene of prosperity.
In the spring of February and March, grass and water are the same color.
I want to rely on the quiet scene at night to participate in this meditation.
Spring grass grows in the pond and garden willows become songbirds.
Noisy birdsong covers the spring, and all kinds of flowers cover the countryside in the suburbs.
The bright sun on the sea is about to rise, and Jiangnan in the south of the Yangtze River is reviving.
The flowers in the forest were swept away, but the grass was still alive.
In February, the lake is clear and everyone sings in spring.
The cold notice was exhausted, and the spring breeze returned to the willow tree.
The spring breeze comes back and makes the flowers in my yard bloom.
The east wind will sprinkle rain and dew, which will make people full of spring in the world. Tang Li Bai's Send Qi 'ang to Bazhong
In February and March, Xianyang, Gongliu Jinzhi. Li Bai's ancient style in Tang Dynasty
If the spring grass is affectionate, the mountains are still green. Tang Li Bai Jinmen answered Su Xiucai.
Petals falling from time to time drift with the tide, and the fragrance in the water floats far away. Quetta of Liu Tang Xu Shen.
Flying snow with spring, it's not bad to be idle. Don Liu Shenxu's snow is a mountain.
The mountain road is separated from the clouds by dust, and the spring scenery has a long history like Qingxi.
In spring, the days are long and the males are far away.
Jianghan spring breeze, frost removed last night. Tang Du's Farewell to Sister Guan Ying and so on.
Jiangshan bathed in spring, how beautiful, flowers send flowers.
(I tried my best)
Summer: Spring pond accumulates water late, and there are many summer trees.
The boat is like a wild crossing, and the fence falls like a river village.
Touch the piano mattress quietly and open the door of the wine cellar.
Get a little grandson if you have nothing to do.
The first summer was peaceful, and the grass had not rested on the beautiful scenery and candles. In the early summer of Qingming, the clouds receive summer heat, and the new rain begins in autumn and summer. When the clouds, scenery, autumn and wheat straw are resting, the summer trees are full of red and purple, and the cuckoo sounds new in summer, so don't hate it.
Spring pools accumulate water late, and summer trees abound.
The boat is like a wild crossing, and the fence falls like a river village.
Touch the piano mattress quietly and open the door of the wine cellar.
Get a little grandson if you have nothing to do.
I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer. (Bai Juyi: "Looking at Wheat Cutting")
A person lives in seclusion, overlooking the city, spring is gone, summer is clear. (Li Shangyin: (Yat Sen Qing))
The first summer was peaceful, and the grass didn't rest. (Xie Lingyun: (Swim Stanley into the Sailing Sea ")
The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the entrance is cool. (Du Fu: "Summer Night Sigh")
Farmer Fang Xia Yun, I dare to eat if I can't sit still. (Dai Fugu: "Hot")
Everyone is bitter and hot. I love long summer days. (Li Ang: "Xia Lian")
The remnants gather in the summer heat, and the new rain brings autumn haze. (Cen Can: "Shuige sent Wang Huaying Shaofu back to the county")
I don't even know if the rain will go in spring, but it will get deeper when it clears up in summer. (Fan Chengda: "Xiqing")
The clear river winds around the village, and everything in the village looks elegant in the long summer. (Du Fu: "Jiangcun")
"Thinking about Xin in Nanting in Summer" is awesome
The shadow of the mountain rises suddenly, and the moon in the pond rises slowly from the east.
Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place.
The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound.
I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me.
Feeling for a night, I miss my old friends all night, and it is hard to miss them in my dreams.
A farmhouse by the Weihe River.
Don
In the countryside where the sun is setting, cattle and sheep go home along the path.
A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy.
Pheasant [sentence] wheat seedlings are embroidered, silkworm moths are sleeping, peeling mulberry leaves.
Jojo and Fu Tian greet each other cordially.
No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! .
Pool side in early summer
Tang Bai Juyi
Spring pools accumulate water late, and summer trees abound.
The boat is like a wild crossing, and the fence falls like a river village.
Touch the piano mattress quietly and open the door of the wine cellar.
Get a little grandson if you have nothing to do.
The first summer
Tang baorong
Yesterday's youth is gone, and the evening peak is still beautiful.
Although there is a residual state, the pulse condition can prevent anxiety.
You cherish the season, and you feel fleeting.
In Li Changxing, I was sent to my neighbor's house in the south for the summer.
Dondum
Beside Houjia Avenue, cicada trees are green.
The lock is far away and the shutter door is cold.
The fence is full of red medicine, and the shelf leads the green radish to grow.
Every day is a pillow, so there are mountains and rivers.
A summer outing to the host's room
Don Chen Ziang
The mountains and rivers open beautiful houses, and the piano songs are listed.
People doubt the reward of white buildings, and the land is like bamboo forest Zen.
There is chaos in the opposite pool, which is connected with Xuan.
Now the sky is silent, and spring is clearly made by the moon.
Autumn: autumn wind blows gently, and Dongting waves under the leaves.
There are many fallen leaves in Lu Ting, so I know it's autumn.
In the new autumn, the elegant moon will be round.
The lotus is exposed, and the willow is sparse in the moon.
The cold city wants to overlook, and Pingchu is bleak.
The leaves under the pavilion are high, and it is the first autumn in Gansu.
Grass is low, golden city is foggy, and Yumen is under the wind.
Trees are all autumn, and mountains only have light.
Hanging forest scenery is different, and autumn is like Luoyangchun.
The mountain is cold and blue now, and the autumn water has flowed for a day.
The white stone in the west of Beijing is cold and the red leaves are thin
Autumn sounds like bamboo, and cool colors like Wuling pine.
The south is a wilderness, because leaves are falling, and the wind from the north makes the water cold.
There is no distance in autumn, and it is cold to go out.
The rain in Qiu Lai is very cold, and the wind is cool and clear.
A cold orange pomelo and an old phoenix tree in autumn
At dusk in Huang Yun, birds fly high in the sky, and in autumn, the trees are very cold.
Autumn is near in the sky, and the moon is bright on the ground.
Changfeng blows cogongrass rhizome, and wild fire withers mulberry.
The autumn wind moves in Wan Li, and the setting sun is yellow.
The return of light is chaotic, cold and empty.
In the Voice of Ye Qiu, when thousands of people took pictures.
Suyu dynasty came to rest, empty mountains and clear autumn.
The rain is green and the frost garden has many red leaves.
The old tree is autumn, and the empty pool is soaked in the moon.
Winter: Jiang Xue-Liu 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.
Plum blossom-Wang Anshi
There are some plums in the corner.
Ling cold drives alone.
Even from a distance, they can't be mistaken for snow.
Because a fragrance comes with the breeze.
The moon shines on the snow, and the north wind is strong and sad.
North wind: North wind. Strengths: violence. Sadness: biting.
Xie Lingyun, At the Age of Years in Southern Dynasties and Song Dynasty
The wind scares the bamboo, and the snow covers the mountains.
Xuan: Windows. Wind scares bamboo: Snow in the wind hits bamboo, making a rustling sound.
Tang Wang Wei's Memories of Hu Jushi's Snow House on a Winter Night
The sound of water swallows the ice, and the sand road is flat.
Don Liu Changqing's reward for Zhang Xia's hard work on his way back to the state on a snowy night.
A vine path is green, and a million snow peaks are clear.
Winter Returning to Laoshan by Tang Li Bai
It's cold in Whitestorm, and snowflakes are as big as hands.
Tang Libai mocked Li Yangwang for refusing to drink.
The clouds are low and dusk, and the snow dances back into the air.
Return air: rotating wind.
DuDu Fu DuXue.
First frost is in rags, and his fingers can't be tied straight.
Point straight: fingers are stiff.
Tang Du Fu's Singing 500 Words from Beijing to Fengxian
Clouds and gulls dance, and geese fly against the wind.
No line: No line.
Tang Du Fu's "Sending Grandson Home on Winter Night"
It's freezing, the days are short and the wind and waves are calm.
Tang Du Fu's Nostalgia in Public Security
On the bamboo in the sunset and on the mountains in the snow.
Tang Hanyi's "Chu Zhu Shu Zhai Bi Hui Shu Zi Qian Yuan Wai Shi Lang County" (Zhang Jishi)
If winter is not cold, why can we see spring?
Cold: stern and dim eyes.
Tang Luwen's Meng Dong Pu Jin Guan He Zuo Ting
It is cold and blue, and the north wind is called withered mulberry. There is no crack in the thick ice, and there is cold light in a short day.
Shout: The wind is roaring.
Ode to Bitterness and Cold by Tang Meng Jiao
Knowing that it snows heavily at night, I can hear the sound of bamboo folding.
Tang Bai Juyi's "Night Snow": "The pillow is cold and the window is bright. I know it snows heavily at night, and I hear the sound of bamboo folding. "
The stream is deeply uncomfortable with snow, and the mountains are frozen and cloudless.
Sheng Xue Biao