We m-girls have to recite a poem. Poetry about the four seasons must be poetry.

Melia azedarach

I grew up silently.

Cherish a century-old dream

Just for you in a hurry

You can stop and stare for a while.

I opened it quietly.

That tree is full of beautiful lavender.

Turn into a butterfly and fall.

Heartbroken in vain on a cold morning.

Xia Huayin

Don't surround me with your enthusiasm.

In your burning eyes

I have nowhere to run.

Why should I run away?

Let me melt into a wisp of smoke.

Fortunately, your head lingered for a long time.

Don't attack me with your wildness.

In your hurricane hug

I'm in pieces.

How did you know?

I am willing to be reduced to a cripple.

Sleep soundly on your silent chest

melancholy autumn thoughts

After May, my mind is still crazy.

Through the shade of trees, summer becomes more melancholy.

The edge of autumn water.

This is the lonely watch of Iraqis.

Don't look back, don't look back

Looking back is a waste of time.

The soul of dance

I am a happy elf.

Dance freely between heaven and earth.

I didn't mean to wake your lonely soul.

Fall into your warm palm

therefore

Lose one's life for some purpose or danger.

Just to wet your thirsty lips

Ancient times:

spring

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.

The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.

summer

It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond;

It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp.

autumn

With the dusk shadow in my heart, I am driving in the tombs of Leyou.

Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk.

winter

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

A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.