Wind of the Four Seasons Category: Modern Poetry Author: Wind chimes under the moon Publication date: 20 1 1-8-6 7:06:03 Editor's note: Wind of the Four Seasons. Like a song, blowing through spring, summer, autumn and winter, blowing through love and hate, leaving only the pink in memory ... The wind is strong, the sky is full of trees and leaves, and the earth welcomes the returning children with open arms. This is the October wind, and my mother is smiling kindly. Come back, no matter how high she flies, she will take root in the wind and wrinkle into a pool of green water. There are no lotus leaves and lotus flowers in summer. This is the November wind, and there is sadness in the blue waves. Reflecting the swallows in spring, the fruits in autumn are red in the wind, waiting for the white static wind to rise, and the dust finally leaves the earth. Little things long for freedom. Although I will eventually return to my hometown, I have stayed in one place for a long time and hope to fly away to travel, travel around and visit other people's homes. They also warned people in the north: I am not welcome. If you don't let me live in peace, I will let this beautiful city blowing in the wind. It exploded once. Those years were really young. The gentle wind and sweet rain at night make people enter a wonderful dream, so they don't want to wake up. The wind of the four seasons (poetry), peach blossom and apricot blossom, awakened the earth with the gentle kiss of spring breeze. Chun Qing and Xia Feng cool the sun, and don't let the flowers worry about tanning. The autumn wind sneaked into the window to eavesdrop on whose sad story. The winter wind disturbed the cold world with biting needles. Hu: "Sixteen-character order, wind, spring, summer, autumn and winter." Peach blossoms are gorgeous, flying kites makes the sky noisy. The wind calls the warbler to Yan Ming. Pale yellow, fragrant grass Wan Shanhong. The wind and heat waves are rolling. The cicada sings and shakes the shadow pavilion. Wind, micro-motion flow and thermal wave steaming. Under the scorching sun, the cows gasped and the dogs rested. The wind, cool and pleasant, blue and clear. When a leaf falls, geese shake their feathers. Wind, cold, drunk. God dressed up as a chrysanthemum and proudly reflected the red maple. The wind tore up the silver flowers and scattered them. Gankun is noisy, and China is foggy now. The wind, the cold whimper. Tears cut through the sky. The wind of the four seasons and the spring girl wake up the earth and bring a little warmth to it. Plants came back to life in that forest. Summer comes in a hurry and burns the earth like a fire. The heat of summer brings a bright smile to the earth. Teacher Qiu brought a gift to the earth, that is a witch hazel. When I gave it this golden robe, the fields turned golden, which brought joy to the farmers. Miss Qiu left in a hurry, and Brother Dong came unhurriedly. Brother Dong picked up a huge electric fan and blew the earth cool. Boarding, Guazhou, Meng Ting, watching the sea, and Xiaozhi.
The wind blows and leaves fall all over the sky? The earth welcomes the returning children with open arms? This is the October wind. Mother showed a kind smile. Come back, no matter how high you fly, you must wrinkle a pool of green water in the wind. There are no summer lotus leaves in the water? Is this the November wind? Tender feelings surge in the blue waves. Swallow reflecting spring? Summer lovers? Is autumn fruit red? In the wind, waiting for the quiet white wind, the dust finally left the earth? Little things long for freedom? Although I will eventually return to my hometown, you have stayed in one place for a long time, and you have flown for nothing? Travel to different places? Wandering around, visiting other people's homes and telling northerners: I'm not welcome? Will you let me live in peace again? I will also let the beautiful city go with the wind and have a lush life. Open your eyes, there is surging youth everywhere? That's the March wind. ? Those years were really young. Night breeze, sweet rain? Let people enter a wonderful dream and don't want to wake up? Peach blossom and apricot red on the ground. Even the earth has a * * * impulse. The wind is blowing, and the world that has been blown is colorful. I grabbed love as soon as I reached out. Is that the wind in May? Is that season really happy and enthusiastic? There is a thriving life everywhere. ? Birds are singing everywhere in the tree. Love flows in the water. The sky dances with love. There is love under the tree. There is a loving life in the field. The world is really full of love. The warmth of love, the wind blowing, blowing in the fields? The roar of harvesters, over the country? Filled with the fragrance of grains, full of branches in the garden? Heavy money is red, which is the wind in August and September. The crimson autumn girl turned to the earth? Dedicated to a charming appearance and charm, blowing a cold winter? Is that silver world really beautiful? "Thousands of miles of snow, Wan Li frozen? Mountain dancing silver snake, original wax elephant "? What a spectacular view! Is that the wind in December? Busy, tired, should you calm down? Pregnancy, savings, birth? Welcome one beautiful and affectionate spring breeze after another: the spring breeze is green, but now I remember that night, the storm, Jiang Nanan, and clothes. I want to know how many flowers are wet with apricot flowers and rain, blowing the breeze of willow trees. Summer: At night, the south wind rises and the wheat is covered with yellow. Autumn: In August, the wind roared, and it swept my triple grass. The autumn wind is bleak and choppy (Li Qiao's Wind) Winter: Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. ?