Four Seasons in Ancient Poetry

The four seasons in ancient poetry are as follows:

1, spring

Author Meng Haoran Tang I woke up in this beautiful spring morning, and birds were singing everywhere. How many flowers fall after a stormy night. In spring, it was dawn before I knew it. It was the chirping of birds that disturbed my sleep. It rained and rained last night. How many beautiful spring flowers have been blown down?

Tang Hanyu presented eighteen members of Zhang Shui Department in early spring. The sky was crisp with rain and the grass was far and near. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.

2. Summer

"Little Pool" Song Yang Wanli's eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves sunny and soft. The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head. Spring is silent because it can't stand the thin water flow, and the shade reflects the water because it likes sunny days and the softness of the wind. The delicate little lotus leaf just emerged from the sharp corner of the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stood on it early.

Green trees, deep shadows, long summer, the reflection of the tower in the pond. The crystal curtains are blowing gently, and the roses are fragrant. The green leaves are lush, the shade is particularly cool, the daytime is longer than other seasons, and the shadow of the balcony is reflected in the clear pool water. The breeze gently blows the bright pearl curtains, the roses on the shelves are fragrant, and the whole yard is filled with refreshing fragrance.

3. Autumn

Zhang Ji, the author of Qiu Si, saw the autumn wind in Luoyang in Tang Dynasty, and he wanted to write a meaningful book. When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him.

Autumn wind is blowing again in Luoyang city, and the cool wind blows up thousands of thoughts buried in my heart, so I want to write a letter to express my homesickness for my family. I was worried that I didn't write anything in time, so I opened the envelope again before the messenger was about to leave.

4. Winter

Bai Juyi, the author of "A Night Thinker in Winter in Handan" in Tang Dynasty, knelt in front of the lamp and accompanied him to the Solstice. If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers. When I stayed at Handan Inn, it happened to be the solstice festival in winter. I sat in front of the lamp with my knees in my arms, and only the shadow accompanied me. I believe my family will get together late tonight, and they should also talk about me as a traveler.