Riding the fresh and soft east wind
Holding crystal snow
February in the north
That's it, with a little chill.
The picture of drizzle and spring.
The sunshine is so dazzling.
The grass must be dressed quietly in the deep soil.
I saw her clearly.
I want to put on that bright green shirt again, and I have a new withered mood.
How grateful the old pine and cypress branches are
The unique baptism of spring is full of snowflakes.
Deeply attached to the mountains in the north.
Gently soothe people's expectations.
The spring breeze in February is full of thoughts.
Thought is dissolute in February's message.
Spring is soft.
Flowers are in full bloom in her arms.
Spring is lingering.
Life grows in her gentle waves.
Spring is fiery red.
In her bright light, all withers are strong.
Spring is sky blue.
The vast ocean is her intoxicating singing.
Spring, are you really here?
Oh! Why is it like a dream?
(2) Summer
The sun scorched the earth.
The dark road to oil
Glittering with sticky and shiny tears.
Soft, hot, pedestrians' hurried steps.
The parasol has lost its former dignity.
Pedestrians seem to be steaming in the bathroom, sweating like a pig.
Stuffy and suffocating
Don't! This is worse than a sauna.
Because it's as hot as walking in the desert.
Not a trace of water vapor.
Oh? Whose little boy is that?
Why is he sitting on the ground crying?
Oh, the shoes are stuck on the dark road.
Poor little white feet.
Was mercilessly portrayed as a cartoon.
(3) Autumn
Filled with intoxicating fragrance
You rounded Apple's shy face.
Join hands with maturity
Make the vines in front of the old house bright.
String red, green and purple pearls.
A simple and honest calluses.
Every deep wrinkle is saturated with sweet and sour nectar.
Bees are obsessed with the paradise in the orchard.
She forgot that the beehive was sticky.
Butterflies twinkle with the wings of angels.
It seems that this season is always so warm.
The grasshopper also turned golden.
The maple leaves in the distance seem to ignite the flame.
I'm afraid you'll forget her appearance.
The waves in the stream rolled merrily.
Some fallen leaves have gone with the gurgling water.
The fields on the shore are golden temptations.
Loud whips and whistles laboriously pulled the harvest into the sink.
A group of greedy sparrows are singing in the field.
That stingy old farmer has become generous today.
Children are laughing in fairy tale paradise.
The purple and black days filled the child's appetite.
Young people lit piles of bonfires.
They couldn't help laughing any longer.
Taste the joy of harvest
The smoke from the kitchen chimney is accompanied by the fresh fragrance of corn and soybeans.
Tired, just lie in the ground and stare at the blue sky.
The intoxicating vastness and the fragrance of the earth
Let the happy heart become bright and clear.
Who said you were a melancholy girl?
Who says you are not full of energy?
Who said you were heartless?
You have realized the ideal of spring.
You enrich the dignity of summer.
You, melt the winter depression.
Listen, the rustling west wind.
Love to tell
That touching story
With the afterglow of the sunset
come back with fruitful results
(4) Winter
Step on your solid happiness.
Quietly, gently.
Open and passionate passion.
The rapt gaze spreads love naked.
I dare not look into your eyes, but you walked in.
My soft heart
Chili is so bright red.
How is it like your love clock?
The spicy feeling is so numb and painful
But I will never regret touching it.
You are obviously extremely cold when you are wrapped in white.
It's freezing. How could I?
I feel your passionate love.
You interpret it in a unique way.
You gave the mountains a thin shirt.
Let simplicity become more fashionable and skinny.
You gave the river a crystal parasol.
Let the fish play freely under your transparent umbrella.
The children's footsteps are messy.
The top spins under sweat.
"One-legged donkey" revels happily like a bird.
Why are you so addicted in the cold?
The world is moved by you.
You are the fire under the iceberg.
Wake up the soul of flesh and blood with cold.
Who says you can't be gentle?
That continuous snowflake is your romantic arm.
You are tender as water, and the earth is tender.
Plum blossoms are pretty and delicate because of your pity.
You used justice to freeze all evil.
You taught me persistence with generosity.
You wrapped yourself in silver.
When the spring breeze comes to take your place.
You melt yourself into spring water.
Moisten the fields and mountains silently.
There will always be you in that vibrant life.
Noble souls shine.