On the title of the ancient poem of spring, summer, autumn and winter, such as remote knowledge, wha

I know that it is not snow, only dark incense.

: The flowers are gradually charming to the eye, and the asakusa can have no horseshoe. ——Bai Juyi, "Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake".

I don't know when I sleep in spring, and I smell birds everywhere. —Meng Haoran, "Spring Dawn".

Summer: The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red. ——Yang Wanli, "Xiao Out of Jingci Temple to Send Lin Zifang".

The green trees are thick and the summer days are long, and the buildings are reflected in the pond. —Gao Biao, "Summer in the Mountain Pavilion".

Autumn: After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn. ——Wang Wei, "Autumn Evening in the Mountain House".

The moon is falling and the sky is full of frost, and Jiang Feng is sleeping. —Zhang Ji, "Fengqiao Night Park".

Winter: Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear. - Liu Zongyuan, "Jiang Xue".

The north wind swept the white grass and folded, and the snow flew in August. —Cen Shen "Bai Xue Ge Sends the Military Judge Back to Beijing".

Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing" "Spring River flowers face the autumn moonlit night, and they often take wine and pour it alone." ”

The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red

"Spring" wins the day to find the Fang Surabaya waterfront, and the boundless scenery is new. Waiting for leisure to know the east wind side, thousands of purples and thousands of reds are always spring.

The spring of the small pond is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the sunshine. The little lotus showed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly had already stood on its head.

"Autumn Words" since ancient times, autumn is sad and lonely, I say that autumn is better than spring. As soon as the cranes line the clouds in the clear sky, it will lead poetry to the blue sky.

Jiang Xue" Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear. Lonely boat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow.

Spring Tang Liu Fangping "Spring Resentment".

The screen window sunset is getting dusk, and no one in the gold house sees tear stains. The lonely empty courtyard is late in spring, and the pear blossoms are all over the ground and do not open the door.

Summer. Song Yang Wanli's "Little Pond".

The spring is silent and the water is soft. The little lotus showed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly had already stood on its head.

Autumn. Tang Dumu, "Autumn Evening".

The silver candle autumn light cold painting screen, light Luo small fan fluttering fireflies. The night is as cool as water, and you can sit and watch the morning glory Vega.

Winter. Tang Liu Zongyuan, "Jiang Xue".

Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear. Lonely boat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow.

Ascend the pond and go upstairs to sneak into a charming and secluded posture, and Feihong resounds far away.

The sky is ashamed of the clouds, and the perched river is sinking.

Virtue and wisdom are clumsy, and the ability to return farmland is not responsible.

Favoritism against the poor sea, lying on the empty forest.

The pillow is waiting for the festival, and the opening is temporary.

Listen to the waves and raise your eyes to look at the mountains.

The first scene is changing, and the new yang is changing the old yin.

Spring grass grows in the pond, and willows in the garden become songbirds.

Qi Qi sang sadly, and Meng Meng felt Chu Yin.

Suo Ju is permanent, and it is difficult to be isolated.

Holding the exercise is not only ancient, but there is no stuffiness in the present.

Jiang Nanchun; Thousands of miles of warblers cry green and red, and the water village mountain Guo wine flag wind. After the rain, the lotus flowers are full of incense, and the plum floating melon is cold in ice and snow.

Seeing the autumn breeze in Luoyang City, I want to write a book.

Plum plum.

Author] Wang Anshi [Dynasty] Song Dynasty.

There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone.

I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance.

Translations Notes.

A few plum blossoms in the corner of the wall bloomed alone in the bitter cold.

Why do you know that white plum blossoms are not snow when you look at them from afar? Because the plum blossoms faintly came from the fragrance of bursts.

Spring: I don't know when I sleep in spring, and I smell birds everywhere. - Meng Haoran.

Summer: The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red. - Yang Wanli.

Autumn: Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and I say that autumn is better than spring. - Liu Yuxi.

Winter: Lonely boat, lonely fishing tomb leakage cold river snow collection. - Meng Haoran.

Spring: Spring sleep is not aware, and filial piety smells birds everywhere. - Meng Haoran.

Summer: The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red. - Yang Wan faction fingers.

Autumn: Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and I say that autumn is better than spring. - Liu Yuxi.

Winter Envy Draft: Lonely boat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow.

- Meng Haoran.