The spring, summer, autumn and winter verses in ancient poems are hand copied newspapers

The manuscript of the Spring verses is as follows:

The author of "Farewell to the Ancient Grass" is the Tang Dynasty writer Bai Juyi. The full text of the poem is as follows:

Leaving the grass on the plain, one year old and one withered.

Wildfires burn inexhaustibly, and spring breezes blow and regenerate.

Yuanfang invaded the ancient road, and the clear green connected the deserted city.

He sent Wang Sun to go, and he was full of farewell.

The weeds on the steppe grow vigorously and go through a process of withering and flourishing every year. The wildfire could not burn it out, and when the spring breeze blew, it grew again. The scent of weeds came from afar, and in the sun, the verdant weeds led to the desolate town.

Sending off close friends again, this lush grass is also full of parting feelings.

The author of "White Deer Cave" is the Tang Dynasty writer Wang Baizhen. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:

Reading is not aware of the deep spring, every inch of time is golden.

It's not the Taoist who comes to laugh, Zhou Qing Kong Si is pursuing.

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We should be inspired and educated by it, knowledge is accumulated over time, and time should be cherished in order to enrich and enrich ourselves.

The author of "Spring Hope" is the Tang Dynasty writer Du Fu. The full text of the poem is as follows:

The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is deep in spring.

When I feel the tears, I hate the birds.

The beacon fire lasted for three months, and the family letter was worth 10,000 dollars.

The whitehead scratching is shorter, and the hairpin is overwhelming.

Translation] The national capital has been breached, only the mountains and rivers remain, Chang'an City is full of desolation in spring, and the grass and trees are barren everywhere. When you are sad, you cry at the flowers, and you can listen to the birdsong. The war has been going on for a long time, and a letter from home is extremely precious. The gray hair became thinner and thinner, and he couldn't even insert a hairpin.

The author of "Zhang Eighteen Members of the Water Department in Early Spring" is Han Yu, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of the poem is as follows:

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.

Translation] The light rain in the imperial city moistened the earth so softly that the grass came out of the ground, and it looked light green from afar, but there was nothing up close. The most beautiful thing of the year is the scenery of this early spring, which is far better than the late spring scenery of Beijing full of smoke and willows.

<>1. Spring, it is not as dry and hot as summer, not as cold as autumn, and not as cold as winter, but spring is a vigorous and energetic spring, which makes me think of our mother, mother is like the earth, mother gives birth to us, we have life, the earth is rejuvenated, it means that everything has to start again, all life has to start again.

2. The spring is bright, full of spring, green all over the field, and the tender grass shines with a pleasant brilliance like emeralds.

3. The newborn grass on both sides of the river smiled vertically, as if whispering to the dandelion with its head down. On the edge of the meadow, there are poplars and locust trees in rows and rows. The branches bloom with tender green leaf buds, stretch their delicate bodies, and grow happily in the warm spring breeze.

In the distance, the soft branches of the willow trees hanging down like threads, under the blowing of the spring breeze of the bridge, gently swayed in the air, looking like a cloud of smoke drifting with the wind from a distance.

4. The little swallows dragged their scissor-like tails back to their hometowns in the north, and they "chirped, chirped.""The earth screamed, as if to say, "Spring is coming, spring is coming!" ”

5. Whether it is breaking the ground and feasting suddenly, or waiting to be released; Whether it's slowly stretching or slowly flowing; Whether it is silent or whispering, as long as the old people in the season open the curtain of spring, they will use their own unique way to show the magical vitality of nature here.