Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
Summer: The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers reflect different colors in the sun.
The remnants gather in the summer heat, and the new rain brings autumn haze.
The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance.
Autumn: stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February.
Sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn waters and sky are the same color.
Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river.
Winter: Autumn wind and cold snow in Xiling, with Wu Dong Wan Li boat moored at the door.
Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the sun is shining, and the north wind blows goose feathers and snow one after another.
Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.