A story about a poem that describes the scenery of the four seasons

Jiangnan Meng summer, Ci bamboo shoots weaving.

The mirage is the pavilion, and the frog is the orchestra.

The green trees are thick and the summer days are long, and the buildings are reflected in the pond.

The crystal curtain moves and the breeze rises, and the shelves are full of roses.

Hakka early summer (Sima Guang).

April is clear and rainy, and Nanshan is clear.

There is no catkins because of the wind, only the sunflowers lean towards the sun, and sleep in early summer (Yang Wanli).

The plum is sour and splashes the teeth, and the plantain is divided into green on the window screen.

The day is long and sleeps ruthlessly, and watches children catch willow flowers.

Sanqu Daozhong (Zengji).

When the plum is yellow, the day is clear, and the stream is overflowing but the mountains are traveling.

The green shade does not decrease when it comes, and it adds four or five yellow orioles.

Early summer tour Zhang Yuan (Dai Min).

The water of the duck pond is shallow and deep, and the weather of ripe plum is semi-sunny and cloudy.

The east garden is full of wine and the west garden is drunk, and the loquat tree is golden.

Summer night sigh Tang] Du Fu.

The sun will never be twilight, and the heat will poison my intestines. The wind blows my clothes, the sky is out of the moon, and the dense forest extends the light. The bitter nights of midsummer are short, and the opening is slightly cool.

The void sees the subtlety, and the feather worm also flies. There are no details of things, self-adaptation and solidity, thinking of Pihogos, and guarding the frontier in poor years. He washed himself and looked at each other with heat.

Unexpectedly, the noise was heard in all directions. Although the bruises are body, it is better to return to the hometown as soon as possible, the north city is sad, and the stork crane is flying. The situation is tired and tired, and the intense thinking is healthy.

On June 27, Wanghulou was drunk.

Su Shi The black clouds turned over the ink and did not cover the mountains, and the white rain jumped into the boat.

The wind blows and blows away, and the water under the lake is like the sky.

The sunrise river flowers are red, and the spring river is as green as blue.

The light rain in the sky street is as moist as a crisp, and the grass color is close but there is none.

Thousands of miles of warblers cry green and red, and the water village mountain Guo wine flag wind.

The poems describing the scenery of the four seasons are as follows:Spring Thoughts Don Li Bai.

The swallow grass is like bisi, and the Qin mulberry has low green branches. When the king returns to the day, it is the concubine who breaks her intestines. I don't know each other in the spring breeze, what is going on?

Qingming "Don Du Mu.

During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. By asking where the restaurant is, the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

Dalin Temple Peach Blossom "Tang Bai Juyi.

The world is full of fragrant flowers in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom. There is nowhere to find the spring of long-hate, and I don't know how to turn into this.

Late Spring" by Don Hanyu.

The grass and trees know that spring will return soon, and all kinds of red and purple will be fragrant. Yang Huayu pod has no talent, but the solution is to make snow fly all over the sky.

In early spring, the water department Zhang Eighteen members are outside" Tang Han Yu.

The light rain in the sky street is as moist as a crisp, and the grass color is close but there is none. It is the most beneficial spring of the year, and it is absolutely better than the smoke and willows in the imperial capital.

Birdsong Stream" by Tang Wang Wei.

People are idle and osmanthus falls, and the night is quiet and the spring mountain is empty. The moonrise frightens the mountain birds, and the spring stream sings.

Xiao out of Jingci Temple to send Lin Zifang "Song Yang Wanli.

After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of West Lake is not the same as the four seasons. The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red.

Xia Yi Song Su Shunqin.

The courtyard is deep and clear, and the pomegranates are open all over the curtain. The trees are full of shade, and the sun is noon, and there is a sound when I dream of a warbler.

Smell the cicada" Don Leihu.

There was a new sound in the shadow of the green locust, and the fog was thin and the wind was light and uneven. Mo Dao was always melancholy when he heard it, and he was sad and not worried.

Six Words of Summer" Song Lu You.

The stream rises and the breeze blows, and the moon sets and the sky is full of stars. Several boats crossed the mouth of Pupu, and a whistle rose in front of the mountain.

Mountain Pavilion Summer" Don Gao Biao.

The green trees are thick and the summer days are long, and the buildings are reflected in the pond. The crystal curtain moves and the breeze rises, and the shelves are full of roses.

Autumn Evening in the Mountain House" by Tang Wang Wei.

After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late in autumn. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream. The bamboo noise returns to the Huannu, and the lotus moves the fishing boat. Feel free to rest in spring, and the kings and grandchildren can stay.

Mid-Autumn Moon Song Su Shi.

The twilight clouds are overflowing and cold, and Yinhan silently turns the jade plate. This night is not good in this life, where will the bright moon look next year.

Autumn Nocturne" by Don Wang Wei.

Guilu was born in the autumn dew, and Qingluo was thin and did not change clothes. Yinzheng has been diligent for a long time, and he can't bear to return to the empty room.

Autumn Evening" by Don Du Mu.

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.

Xiaolou listened to the spring rain overnight, and sold apricot blossoms in the Ming Dynasty in the deep alleys. ——Lu You's "Lin'an Spring Rain and Early Ji".

The lonely empty courtyard is late in spring, and the pear blossoms are all over the ground and do not open the door. - Liu Fangping, "Spring Resentment".

The world is full of fragrant flowers in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom. ——Bai Juyi, "Peach Blossoms of Dalin Temple".

The poems describing the scenery of the four seasons are as follows:1. The southern neighbor is more readable, and the cloth is not redeemed in winter. Lu You - "October 28th Wind and Rain".

2. Spring planting - millet, autumn harvest of 10,000 seeds. Li Shen - "Compassion for Nong".

3. When is the spring flower and autumn moon, and how much do you know about the past. Li Yu - "Poppy Beauty".

4. Even the rain does not know that spring is gone, and the summer is deep when it is sunny. Fan Chengda - "Happy Weather".

5. Live deep in the city, and the spring goes to the summer. Li Shangyin - "Evening Sunshine".

6. Good rain knows the season, when spring happens. Du Fu - "Spring Night Rain".

7, whoever says an inch is careless, and he will be rewarded with three springs. Meng Jiao - "The Wanderer's Yin".

8. The time and personnel are urging each other, and the winter solstice is coming again. Du Fu - "Little Solstice".

9. Yang Mingyun in the autumn moon, and the cold pine in the winter ridge. Tao Yuanming - "Four Hours".

10. Children are in the winter snow next to each other, but the shore is stupid but Zizhen. Lu You - "Autumn Suburbs".

11. On the winter solstice in Handan Station, the shadow in front of the knee lamp accompanies you. Bai Juyi - "Homesick on the Night of the Winter Solstice".

12. When the middle of winter comes, the flowers will be extinct. ** - "May".

13. The autumn wind rises in the sheng, and the wine flies in the winter snow. Wang Wei - "Four Qi Poems".

14. And this winter, he has not stopped in Kansai. Du Fu - "Soldier Carriage Travel".

15. Winter is over tonight, and the year is open. Dong Sigong - "Keeping the Year".

Xiao out of the Jingci Temple to send Lin Zifang.

Song] Yang Wanli.

After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of West Lake is not the same as the four seasons.

The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are not as red as they are in the sun.

Wangdongting" Tang] Liu Yuxi.

The lake and autumn moon are harmonious, and the surface of the lake has no wind mirrors and is not polished.

Looking at the mountains and rivers of Dongting from afar, ** there is a green snail in the pan.

Tianjingsha Qiusi".

Yuan] Ma Zhiyuan.

Withered vines and old trees, faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, ancient roads and westerly winds and thin horses.

The sun is setting, and the heartbroken man is at the end of the world.

Kinmen answers: Su Xiucai" [Tang] Li Bai.

On the day of the return of the stone gate, the vermilion fire began to change the wood.

The spring grass is like a brother's love, and the mountains are still green.

Fold Fang is ashamed to remember, Yonglu is the same day.

Foresight of the old people's hearts, life is enough.

The giant sea embraces all rivers, and Lin Ge is full of talents.

Dedication books into the Golden Gate, drink the feast.

Repeatedly singing the white clouds, I heard the yellow bamboo chapter.

The light is clumsy, and Yun Hanxi is moving.

1. There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone. ——Song · Wang Anshi, "Plum".

Translation: A few plum blossoms in the corner of the wall bloom alone in the bitter cold.

2. Good rain knows the season, when spring happens. - Don Du Fu "Spring Night Rain".

Translation: Good rain seems to pick the hour and come in the spring when all things sprout.

3. Jasper is made into a tree high, and ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down. - Don He Zhizhang, "Yongliu".

Translation: The tall willow tree is covered with new green leaves, and the gentle willow branches hang down like ten thousand gently fluttering green ribbons.

4. Waiting for leisure to know the east wind side, thousands of purples and thousands of reds are always spring. - Song · Zhu Xi, "Spring Day".

Translation: Anyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows a hundred flowers blooming, thousands of purples and reds, and there is a spring scene everywhere.

5. In the sound of firecrackers, the spring breeze sends warmth into Tusu. ——Song · Wang Anshi, "Yuan Ri".

Translation: In the roar of firecrackers, the old year has passed; The warm spring breeze blew the New Year, and people happily drank the newly brewed Tusu wine.