Poetry of the Moon

January: Spring breeze warms the air.

Fasting in early spring, answer Huangfu Shili.

Tang Bai Juyi

The first month is sunny, the weather is new, and there are already drunk tourists.

The imperial city spent 30 years in early spring.

January is also called Meng Chun, Shichun and January.

The spring breeze warms us, the mountains are green, the vegetation is the same as that of the Soviet Union, and the world is brand-new.

Spring birds are like songs, spring flowers are pink, wild colors are brilliant, and heaven and earth are in harmony. In the warm spring breeze of Zaixi, the year begins.

February: The grass grows and the warbler flies.

Rural residence

Qinggaoding

In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke.

The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.

February is also called Midspring, Apricot Moon and Flower Moon.

Weeping willows, warm wind like scissors, cut out poetic buildings.

Spring is still shallow, orioles fly on willow branches, pear blossoms bring rain, and flocs fall in succession. I happened to meet you in February when the grass grows and the warbler flies.

March: misty rain in Jiangnan

Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou from Yellow Crane Tower.

Tang Libai

Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.

My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon.

March is also called Ji Chun, Yangchun and Late Spring.

Late spring belongs to the season of missing, and I am worried about getting wet in the misty rain.

Continuous drizzle, gentle eaves, oil-paper umbrella, beauty looking around, horseshoe stepping on slate. The voice is slow, the fallen petal is late, and I sigh.

April: A love that consumes everything.

April in the countryside

Song Weng Juan

The mountains and plains are all green, and the sound of Zigui is raining like smoke.

In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, so I bought silk and planted it in the fields.

April is also called Xia Meng, Yue Mei and Yuyue.

Plums bear the rain, leaning against the door and smelling lightly. Germination, throbbing, heartbeat.

The vegetation is soft and sad, light green, light green and green. A love that consumes everything, goose yellow, purples, eyebrows. April on earth is warm and full of hope.

May: The flowers sparkle in your eyes.

Liu Hua's title

Tang hanyu

In May, when the pomegranate is in full bloom and the branches are growing, the children also begin to grow.

Unfortunately, there are no horses and chariots here, and the moss is upside down.

May is also called midsummer, transit and durian month.

In the paddy field in the desert, egrets fly by, Chuyang is sprinkled among the trees, and pomegranate flowers are blooming on the branches.

Ye Qingqing Zongzi is fragrant, and there are boats floating along the Miluo River.