Poems about summer and winter

Ancient poems describing Xia

1, Shantingxia

Tang gaopian

The trees grow dark in summer, and the balcony reflects the pond.

The crystal curtains are blowing gently, and the roses are fragrant.

2. Midsummer

Don

In the midsummer in the south of the Yangtze River, it rains like a river.

Dew orange drops golden bullets, banana spits white lotus.

3. Xia Meng

Tangjialang

Meng Xia in the south of the Yangtze River grows bamboo shoots.

Qi is a castle and frog is an orchestra.

4. "small pool"

Song Yang Wanli

The silence of spring is because I don't want a long stream of water, and the shadow reflected on the water is like sunny days and breezes.

The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.

5. "Summer Meaning"

Su Song shunqin

In summer, the courtyard is deep and clear, and pomegranate flowers are full of curtains.

The dense shade cut off the heat. It was at noon when I woke up and heard the intermittent chirping of orioles.

6. Smell the cicada

Don

There is a new sound in the shadow of the green locust, and the fog is thin and the wind is light.

When you hear the Tao, you are always depressed and worried about the people.

7. Summer is six words

Song luyou

The stream rises and the breeze blows, and the moon sets all over the sky.

Several boats crossed Pukou, and a flute sounded in front of the mountain.

8. "Look"

Qingyuanmei

Cowboys ride on the backs of oxen, and songs echo in the forest.

Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently.

Ancient poems describing winter

Jiang Xue 1

Liutang Zongyuan

There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.

A boat, a bamboo cloak, fishing alone.

2. It snows at night

Tang Bai Juyi

This night, the pillow was ice, which surprised me. I saw the light snow outside the window.

It's late at night until it snows heavily, because you can hear the sound of bamboo branches breaking from time to time.

3. Xue Mei

Song Lu meipo

Plum without snow without spirit, snow without poetry.

The sunset poem is full of snow all day, and Mei is ten springs.

4. Xue Mei

Song Lu meipo

Xue Mei refused to surrender for spring, and the poet pavilion commented on the pen fee.

The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.

5. After the snow in the mountains

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Opening the door in the morning is full of snow, the snow is clear, the clouds are light and the sun is cold.

There is no drop of plum blossom frozen on the eaves, which is a kind of loneliness.

Step 6 watch the snow

Song Yang Wanli

Sit and watch the depth, Xu Qiang, who is the cold light at dusk.

I'm tired of dancing in the air, and the slightest wind is busy.

I don't hesitate to give everything I have, calling it plum blossom and jade without fragrance.

Money cooks people into soup cakes in exchange for fireworks sausages.

7. It snows at night

Tang Bai Juyi

This night, the pillow was ice, which surprised me. I saw the light snow outside the window.

It's late at night until it snows heavily, because you can hear the sound of bamboo branches breaking from time to time.

8. A song of snow sent Tian Shuji Wu home.

Don Cen Can

The north wind swept across the earth and messed up Pennisetum, and the weather in August will be covered with heavy snow.

Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom.

Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin.

The bow became stiff and could hardly be pulled out, and all the iron clothes were cold.

The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy.

In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment.

In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag.

Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow.

I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.