Spring, summer, autumn and winter in ancient poetry

Spring, birds and flowers, flowers and clusters; summer, hot sun, lotus bloom; autumn, autumn high, cool, fruit; winter, goose hair, snow and ice. The spring, summer, autumn and winter in ancient poetry are beautiful and elegant, which is desirable.

Spring scenery

"Three or two branches of bamboo blossoms, the prophet of the spring river plumbing duck", the spring does not know whether it is coming, the weather turns, and everything recovers. "I don't know who made the fine leaf, and the spring breeze is like scissors." The spring breeze is like a gentle mother's hand, stroking the young shoots of the trees. “The sky is rainy and crisp, and the grass is close to the sky.” “The clothes are wet and the apricot rain is blowing, and the face is not cold and the willow wind is blowing.” The rain is raining, everything in the world is baptized by the spring rain, after the rain stops, the world It seems to be a new look, fresh and natural, the air is mixed with the fragrance of grass, the fragrance of flowers.

Xia Zhilian

Yi Lian, "Jiangnan scenery show, the most recalled in Bilian. Dina like a fairy, the breeze sends incense far away." The lotus flower is so colorful, let me not forget for a long time, the light floral fragrance of lotus makes me forget the heat of summer, only know the summer air The fragrance.

To the lotus, "Can be laughed at the Ronghua pillow, and the lotus is a worldly fairy." Lianna's white and elegant body stands in the pond, and the lotus seems to be a symbol of the immortal, elegant and detached from the world. Lotus is blooming in the summer, who will remember the heat of summer? I am afraid I only remember that pleasant fragrance!

Autumn night

"Sleeping in the autumn without sound, full of 梧 leaves in the sun and the middle" "The moonlight is flooded with water, and the air is echoing with each other." How quiet the autumn night is, the cool wind blew my face. The moon is hanging high in the sky, the river is bursting with the breeze, is it sad? Do you miss?

Winter Plum

"There are a few branches in the wall, and Ling Han is alone. It is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance." In the cold winter, Mei opened up in a snow with his strong will. "Suddenly, the fragrance was made in the night, and it was scattered into the Qiankun Wanlichun." Mei brought a little life to the people in the winter. Winter is coming to spring, is plum a child of spring?

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, in the ancient poems are full of poetry's emotions, spring - cozy, summer - passion, autumn - sorrow, winter - chill, do not say.