(1) Wang Chun
-Tang dynasty:? Du Fu
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
(2) Spring outing in Qiantang Lake
-Tang dynasty:? Bai Juyi
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.
(3) Jiang Nanchun?
-Tang dynasty:? Du Mu
Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills.
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.
2. Xia poetry
(1) Clear sand in summer?
-Yuan Dynasty:? Bai Pu
Clouds collect rain and add waves, buildings are high and water-cooled and melons are sweet, and trees are shaded and eaves are painted. In the mosquito net in the tent, there is a girl, wearing thin silk and holding Fan Luo, quietly enjoying the pleasant summer time.
(2) Wu Ge Shaq at midnight.
-Tang dynasty:? Lipper
On the mirror lake, there are more than 300 miles, all of which are Ke and Ke.
Lunatone is picking lotus here, and all the people who come to see him are very anxious.
Less than a month after returning home, she was elected to the palace.
(3) Xia Yi
-Song Dynasty:? Su Shunqin
Quiet and quiet small yard, I lay on a bamboo mat, cool all over; Pomegranate flowers in full bloom outside the window, through the hanging bamboo curtain, reflected Hong Ying.
The dense shade cut off the heat. It was at noon when I woke up and heard the intermittent chirping of orioles.
3. Autumn Poetry
(1) When is the young mermaid in spring and autumn?
-Five generations: Yu Li
When is the spring flower and autumn moon, how much is known about the past. The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country could not bear to look back on the moon.
Carved fences and jade bricks should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them. Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward.
(2) Qiu Si in Tianjin.
-Yuan Dynasty:? Ma Zhiyuan
Old vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and old roads are thin horses. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
(3) An autumn night in the mountains
-Tang dynasty:? Wang Wei
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.
The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.
Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
4. Poetry in Winter
(1) Is it sunny and sandy in winter?
-Yuan Dynasty:? Bai Pu
On a winter evening, as soon as the city gate came out, a crescent moon hung in the air and flowed slowly with the front of the snow-capped mountains. Bamboo fence and the hut in the fence, in an obscure village, are quiet and harmonious.
② Wu Ge Dong Ge at midnight
-Tang dynasty:? Lipper
Tomorrow morning, the courier on horseback will leave, and the women are rushing to make cotton-padded clothes for the expedition husband.
Thin hands are cold, not to mention the cold scissors for cutting clothes.
My wife will send clothes far away. How many times can we reach the border of Lintao County?
(3) Early winter?
-Tang dynasty:? Bai Juyi
In October, the south of the Yangtze River is sunny and cold as spring flowers.
Frost doesn't kill grass, but desert sand dries at first.
Old zhe leaves are as yellow as tender trees, and cold cherry branches are as white as wild flowers.
At this time, I envy idle people drunk, and there is no reason for five horses to enter the restaurant.