is just like Du Fu's mind when he was young. "Good rain knows the season, when spring happens." Spring is the flowing water in Du Fu's arms, peach blossoms in full bloom, green mountains and green waters, and a "expensive as oil" spring rain. It is really a magnificent scenery.
Poetry is like a hot and cool summer. "The lotus leaves in the next day are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers reflected in the sun are different in color." Su Dongpo's eyes can be called "strange" in summer. The lotus leaves in the West Lake can't see the end at a glance, and each lotus flower is more red than the other. Su Dongpo treats wine as a poem, which is really generous!
Poetry, also in the crisp autumn of Xiang Qiu, came to Fenglin, and listened to the text: "Stop and sit in love with Fenglin at night. The frosty leaves and the red fish and the moon flowers turned out to be Du Mu, which is really a poem praising autumn. In autumn, the sky is the bluest and the sea is the greenest, which sets off the maple leaves in autumn. It can be said that we can see the big things from a small perspective.
Poetry, too, is like the winter when the cold wind is howling. "There are several plums in the corner, and Ling Han is alone. I know from afar that it is not snow. Why is there Dimfragrance?" Wang Anshi whispered this historical work. In winter, the sky is gray, the cold wind is blowing, the white and thick snow is creaking under people's feet, and the strong plum blossoms exude fragrance in such bad weather, which has won Wang Anshi's praise.
The four seasons in the poem, like the blue sky and the sea, are boundless ...