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Spring. Butterflies love flowers.
Yan Shu. The six curves are dry and green trees, and the willows are light in the wind, showing all the wisps.
Who moved the zither to the jade pillar and flew through the curtain and the petrel flew away.
The eyes are full of gossamer and flocculent, when the red apricot opens, it rains in a flash.
The thick sleep came to the warbler and whispered, and the frightened dreams were nowhere to be found.
Summer. Full Court Fang, Summer Scene.
Zhou Bangyan. The wind is old and the warbler is chickling, the rain is fattening the plum, and the noon shade is round.
The earth is close to the mountains, and the clothes are moist and the furnace is smoking.
People are quiet and black kites are happy, and outside the small bridge, new green splashes.
Relying on the fence for a long time, the yellow reed bitter bamboo, the plan is to pan the Jiujiang boat.
Every year, like a social swallow, drifting in the Hanhai, to send repair rafters.
And Mo Si is outside the body, and he is close to the front of the respect.
Haggard Jiangnan tired guests, unbearable to hear, anxious to manage the strings.
By the song feast, first settle the pillow and let me sleep when I am drunk.
Autumn. Eight voices in Ganzhou.
Liu yong. To the twilight rain sprinkled on the river, a wash of autumn.
The gradual frost and wind are tight, the Guan River is cold, and the afterglow is the building.
It is a place where the red decay and green are reduced, and the things are resting.
Only the water of the Yangtze River flows eastward without a word.
I can't bear to climb high and far, look at my hometown, and it's hard to return.
Sigh the traces of the years, what is the bitter drowning?
I want to look at the beauty makeup building, miss a few times, and return to the sky.
Fight to know me, lean on the trunk, and be idle.
Winter: Qingpingle in the snow every year.
Li Qingzhao In the snow every year, he often gets drunk with plum blossoms.
There is no good intention to sweep the plum blossoms, and win the tears of the clothes.
This year, Xiao Xiao has two temples.
Look at the late wind, so it should be difficult to see plum blossoms.
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Spring is where he returns to spring with his spring sorrows, The small pavilion hides the spring, the carved fence is skillfully protected, the summer green leaves hide the warbler, the bead curtain separates the swallow, the autumn Chutian is thousands of miles away, the water goes with the sky and the autumn is not endless Winter Plum blossoms are often inserted in the snow every year to get drunk, and there is no good intention to remove the plum blossoms, and these sentences will come out I want to type them out too long I wish you to study hard and contribute your due knowledge and ability to the motherland.
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The poems that describe spring, summer, autumn and winter are as follows:1. Spring in the poem.
1. I don't know when I sleep in spring, and I smell birds everywhere. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn") 2, whoever says an inch is careless, and he will be rewarded with three Chunhui.
Meng Jiao: "The Wanderer's Yin") 3, red beans are born in the south, how many branches are sent in spring? (Wang Wei:
Acacia") 4, good rain knows the season of acres and grandchildren, when spring happens. (Du Fu: "Spring Night Rain") <
Second, the summer in the poem.
1. The remnant clouds harvest the summer heat, and the new rain brings the autumn lan. (Cen Shen: "Water Pavilion Sends Huayin Wang Shaofu to Return to the County") 2, even the rain does not know the spring, and the summer is deep when it is sunny.
Fan Chengda: "Xiqing") 3, Qingjiang is a song hugging the village, and everything in Changxia Jiangcun is quiet. (Du Fu:.)
Jiangcun") 4, Fang Feixie goes to hate, Xia Mu Yang Yin is lovely. (Qin Guan: "March Obscure Day Occasional Theme") 3. Mid-Autumn Festival.
1. The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are surging. (Cao Cao: "Watching the Sea") 2, untie the three autumn leaves, and bloom February flowers.
Li Qiao: "Wind") 3, plant a grain of millet in spring, and harvest 10,000 seeds in autumn. (Li Shen:
4. Often afraid of the autumn festival, mixed with yellow leaves and orange fingers. ("Han Yue Fu Long Song Xing") <
Fourth, the winter in the poem.
1. And this winter, he has not stopped Kansai. (Du Fu: "Soldier Chariot Travel") 2, the autumn moon is bright and cloudy, and the winter ridge is beautiful and pine.
Tao Yuanming: "Four Hours") 3, the southern neighbor is more readable, and the cloth is not redeemed in winter. (Land Tour:
October 28 wind and rain round resistant to matching) 4, the end of winter tonight, the year is open and long. (Dong Sigong: "Keeping the Year").
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Verses describing the days of spring:
The wind and rain come at night, and the flowers fall to know how much. —bai Meng Haoran "Du Chunxiao".
was shocked by the wine and slept heavily, gambling zhi
The book consumption dao had to pour the fragrance of tea, which was just ordinary at that time. —Nalan Xingde, "Huanxi Sha, Who Reads the West Wind and Cools Alone".
Verses about summer:
The children and grandchildren have not solved the problem of farming and weaving, and they also learn to grow melons in Sangyin. —Fan Chengda, "Summer Pastoral Miscellaneous: Part VII".
The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and the hibiscus is open to both sides of the face. —Wang Changling's "Two Songs of Lotus Picking".
Verses describing autumn:
After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late in autumn. —Wang Wei, "Autumn Evening in the Mountain House".
Raising his voice from afar, not by the autumn wind. —Yu Shinan, "Cicada".
Verses about winter:
If the wind is understanding, it is easy to destroy. —Cui Daorong, "Plum Blossoms".
The hills overlap and the gold is extinguished, and the sideburns and clouds want to be fragrant and snowy. —Wen Tingyun, "Bodhisattva Barbarian, Small Mountain Overlapping Golden Bright Annihilation".
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1. Verses about describing spring:
Good rain knows the season, when spring happens. 11. "Spring Night Rain" Tang Zhuan Du Fu is full of fragrant flowers in April, and the peach blossoms of the mountain temple are in full bloom. One by one, "Peach Blossoms of Dalin Temple" Tang Bai Juyi.
2. Verses about summer:
The bitter nights of midsummer are short, and the opening is slightly cool. One by one, "Summer Night Sigh" Tang Dufu Meng Xia is full of things, and it is good for a while. One by one, "First Summer" Tang Bai Juyi.
3. Verses about autumn:
The autumn wind blows endlessly, and it is always a jade relationship. One by one, "Midnight Autumn Song" Tang Li ** candle autumn light cold painting screen, light Luo small fan fluttering fireflies. One by one, "Autumn Evening" Tang Dumu.
4. Verses about winter:
Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and daylight, the north wind blows geese and snow. One by one, "Don't Dong Da" Tang Gaoshi put the boat on the boat to watch the snowy mountains and sunny, and the wind was strange and cold, and the night was more condensed. 11. "Winter Pastoral Miscellaneous" Song Fan Chengda above is for reference.
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Good rain knows the season, when spring happens.
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Fisherman's song is sad Hu Bingyan The autumn breeze is slightly cool, the geese fly south, and the frost flowers and withered grass and willows are sad. Han Ju is thin, cold lotus is lost, fragrant and beautiful has been sad.
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【Bai 【【Spring.】
1 Jinling Tudu
Wei Zhuang Jiang Yu Zhi Fei Fei Jiang Cao Qi, dao
The six dynasties are like dreams, and the birds are crying in the air.
The most ruthless is the Taicheng willow, which is still a ten-mile embankment.
Poetry Explanation] The spring rain on the river, the grass on the shore is separated, and the past of the Six Dynasties is like a dream, only the spring birds are sad. The most ruthless thing is the weeping willow outside Taicheng, which still shrouds the ten-mile causeway like light smoke.
Poetry Appreciation].
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Summer Tang Dynasty poet Gao Biao "Mountain Pavilion Summer": The green trees are thick and the summer days are long, the buildings are reflected in the pond, the water spirit curtain moves and the breeze rises, and the roses are full of incense.
Song Dynasty poet Wang Ling "Summer Drought and Bitter Heat": The breeze is powerless to slaughter the heat, the sunset flies up the mountain, people are trapped and afraid of the rivers and seas are exhausted, and the sky does not hesitate to do the river and Han.
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.
Spring, Hui Chongchun, Jiang Xiaojing, Su Shi.
Three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the prophet of the plumbing duck in the spring river.
Artemisia is full of short reed buds, which is the time when the puffer fish wants to eat.
Chunxiao (Meng Haoran).
I don't know when I sleep in spring, and I smell birds everywhere.
The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and the flowers fall to know how much.
An ancient poem describing spring.
Yongliu (He Zhizhang).
The jasper is made into a tree high, and ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down.
I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
An ancient poem describing spring.
Spring night rain (Du Fu).
Good rain knows the season, when spring happens.
Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently.
The wild trails are dark, and the river boats are bright.
Xiao looks at the red wet place, and the flowers are heavy in the official city.
An ancient poem describing spring.
Birdsong Stream (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.
Qingming (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.
Autumn Liu Yuxi's "Autumn Words": "Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and I say that autumn is better than spring." As soon as the cranes lined up in the clear sky, they invited the poem to the blue sky. ”
Far up the cold mountain stone path slope, Baiyunsheng has a home. Parking sits in love with the maple forest in the evening, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
Du Mu's "Mountain Walk".
Autumn evening, Du Mu, 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.
Dong Tang Mengjiao's "Bitter Cold Groan".
Only then did I see that the clouds at the head of the ridge were like covers, and the snow was like dust on the rocks. Thousands of peaks, bamboo shoots, thousands of jade, thousands of trees, pineapples, and thousands of clouds.
Tang Yuanzhi "Southern Qin Snow".
Don Bai Juyi's "Night Snow": "I have been surprised that the pillow is cold, and I can see the window bright again." I know that the snow is heavy at night, and I hear the sound of breaking bamboo. ”
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Spring: The spring breeze has the south bank of the Green River, when will the bright moon shine on me.
Summer: The leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red.
Autumn: Stop and sit in love with the maple forest at night, and the frost night is red in February.
Winter: Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms.
Note: The window is cold and the snow is thousands of autumns in Xiling, and the door is berthed in the Dongwu Wanli ship. It's not about winter, but about the snow that doesn't melt all year round in the mountains at particularly high altitudes.
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