About the four-verse ancient poem

1. A complete collection of ancient poems about the four seasons

Ancient poems about the four seasons 1. Ancient poems about spring 1. "Evening View of the Spring River in Huichong" Three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty, Spring River Plumbing duck prophet.

The ground is covered with wormwood and reed buds, which is when the puffer fish is about to come. 2. "Spring Dawn" by Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty. I sleep in spring without realizing the dawn, and hear the singing of birds everywhere.

The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen. 3. "Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. To the north of Gushan Temple and to the west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low.

In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud. The random flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves.

My favorite part of the lake is the east side, with its green trees and white sand embankment. 4. "Spring Snow" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty. There is no youth in the new year, and I am surprised to see grass buds in early February.

The snow is too late for spring, so it flies through the trees in the garden. 5. "Early Spring Rain" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty. The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but not up close.

The most beautiful thing about spring is that it is better than the smoke and willows all over the imperial capital. 6. "Late Spring" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty The grass and trees know that spring will soon return, and all kinds of red and purple will compete with each other.

The poplars and elm pods have no talent and thoughts, but they can only solve the problem of snow flying all over the sky. 7. "Remembering Jiangnan" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is familiar to me.

When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan? 8. "Spring Tour on the Lake" by Xu Fu, Song Dynasty. When will the swallows fly back? Peach blossoms bloom when dipped in water.

The spring rain breaks the bridge and no one can cross it, and the small boat pulls out of the willow shade. 9. "Jiangnan Spring Quatrains" by Du Mu, Tang Dynasty The orioles are singing in thousands of miles, the green is reflected in red, and the wine flags are blowing in the mountains and rivers of water.

There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and many towers are in the mist. 10. "Ode to the Willow" by He Zhizhang of the Tang Dynasty. The jasper tree is as tall as a tree, with thousands of green silk threads hanging down.

I don’t know who to cut out carefully, the spring breeze in February is like scissors. 11. "Happy Rain on a Spring Night" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the river boats are only bright with fire.

Look at the red and wet places at dawn, and the flowers are heavy on the official city. 12. "Birdsong Stream" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty. The people are idle, the osmanthus flowers are falling, and the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty.

When the moon comes out, birds startle the mountains, and they sing in the spring stream. 2. Ancient poems about summer 1. "Sent Off to Lin Zifang at Dawn from Jingci Temple" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty After all, the scenery of West Lake in June is different from that of the four seasons.

The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. 2. "What I See" Yuan Mei, Qing Dynasty A shepherd boy rides an ox, and his singing shakes the forest.

I wanted to catch the chirping cicada, but suddenly I stood silent. 3. "Meng Xia" by Jia Feng of the Tang Dynasty In Meng Xia in the south of the Yangtze River, bamboo shoots are like bamboo shoots.

The mirage is the pavilion, and the sound of frogs is the orchestra. 4. "Little Pond" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty. The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water, which is clear and soft.

The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it. 5. "Summer Scene" by Zhu Zhanji of the Ming Dynasty. The Jingyu has just passed and the air is refreshing. The jade waves are rippling and the bridge is flat.

The little swallows wearing the curtain are both good, and the gulls are all light in the water. 6. "The Meaning of Summer" by Su Shunqin of the Song Dynasty The summer mat in the courtyard is deep and clear, and the pomegranates are blooming all over the curtain.

It is noon in the shade of trees, and I hear the sound of a wandering warbler in my dream. 7. "Smell the Cicada" Lei Hu, Tang Dynasty There is a new sound in the shadow of the green locust tree, and the mist is thin and the wind is not even.

Mo Dao always feels melancholy when he hears it. Some people are worried about others, but others are not worried about others. 8. "Six Words of Summer" by Lu You, Song Dynasty. The creek is rising, the breeze is blowing, the moon is setting, and the sky is filled with stars.

Several boats crossed Pukou, and a flute sounded in front of the mountain. 9. "Summer in the Mountain Pavilion" by Gao Pian of the Tang Dynasty. The summer is long under the dense shade of green trees, and the reflection of the tower is into the pond.

The crystal curtain moves and the breeze rises, and the roses fill the courtyard with incense. 10. "Summer Confrontation with Rain" by Pei Du of the Tang Dynasty. Climbing up the stairs to escape the midsummer, everything is dusty.

Opposite there is a thunder tree, taking advantage of the rain in the street. The eaves are sparse, the spider webs are heavy, and the ground is wet and the mud is fresh.

After chanting, the breeze rises, and the fragrance of lotus fills the neighborhood. 11. "Midsummer" by Fan Xun of the Tang Dynasty. In the middle of summer in the south of the Yangtze River, it rains like a river.

Golden bullets hang down from oranges, and white lotuses sprout from sweet bananas. 12. "Pastoral Miscellany in Four Seasons" by Fan Cheng of the Song Dynasty. The plums are golden and the apricots are fat, and the wheat flowers, snow, and cabbage flowers are sparse.

No one passes through the fence during the long day, only dragonflies and butterflies fly. 3. Ancient poems about autumn 1. "Looking at the Dongting" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty The light of the lake and the moon are harmonious, and there is no windshield on the surface of the pool that has not been polished.

Looking at the green mountains and rivers of Dongting in the distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate. 2. "On an autumn night, I feel the dawn as I step out of the gate to welcome the coolness." Lu You, Song Dynasty: Thirty thousand miles of river flows eastward into the sea, and five thousand miles of mountains reach the sky.

The remaining people shed tears in the dust, and it is difficult to see Master Wang for another year. 3. "Autumn Poems" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty The mountains are clear and the water is clear, frost comes at night, and several trees turn deep red and turn into light yellow.

Trying to go up to a high-rise building to clear your bones, it’s not like the spring scenery that makes people crazy.

4. "Autumn Thoughts" by Zhang Ji, Tang Dynasty: The autumn wind is seen in Luoyang city, and the writer is full of ideas.

I’m afraid that I can’t say it all in a hurry, and the pedestrians are about to open it again. 5. "Autumn Moon" by Cheng Hao of the Song Dynasty The clear stream flows through the top of the green mountain, and the empty water is clear and the color of autumn is vivid.

Thirty miles away from the mortal world, white clouds and red leaves linger. 6. "Mid-Autumn Moon" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty. The dusk clouds have gathered up and overflowed with the cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently.

This life and this night will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year? 7. "Autumn" by Cheng Hao of the Song Dynasty. Take your time when you have nothing to do. When you sleep, the sun is already red outside the east window.

Everything is contented when you contemplate it quietly, and the joy of the four seasons is the same as that of others. The Tao connects the heaven and the earth with no visible form, and I think about the changes in the wind and clouds.

Riches and honors are not obscene and poor and lowly are happy. The man here is a hero. 8. "Staying on the Jiande River" by Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty. Moving the boat to Yanzhu, the guests are worried about the new arrival at dusk.

The sky is wide and the trees are low, the river is clear and the moon is close to people. 9. "Autumn Eve" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty. Silver candles paint the screen in the cold autumn light, and small fans flutter against the flowing fireflies.

The night sky is as cool as water, and I sit and watch Altair and Vega. 10. "Mountain Travel" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty. Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is sloping, and there are people living deep in the white clouds.

Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February due to frost. 11. "Dwelling in the Mountains in the Dark Autumn" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty. After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late.

The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows upstream from the rocks. The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat.

Let the spring fragrance rest at will, and the kings and grandsons can stay. 12. "Night Rain Sends to the North" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty. You asked about the return date but it was not yet scheduled. The night rain in Bashan filled the autumn pond.

How can I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan? 4. Ancient poems about winter 1. "Snow on the River" by Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared.

A man with a coir raincoat hat fishing alone in a cold boat in the snow. 2. "Snowy Night" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. I was surprised that my quilt was cold and my pillow was cold, and I saw the light from the window again.

Late at night, I know the snow is heavy, and I hear the sound of breaking bamboo. 3. "Snowy Plum" by Lu Meipo, Song Dynasty. Plum without snow is not spiritual, and snow without poetry is vulgar.

At dusk, the sky is full of snow, and it is very spring when combined with plum blossoms. 4. "Snowy Plum" by Lu Meipo, Song Dynasty. The plum and snow are fighting for the spring but they are not willing to fall. Sao Renge writes for the commentary.

The plum blossoms are a little less white than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms. 5. "After the Snow in the Mountains" by Zheng Xie of the Qing Dynasty. When I open the door in the morning, the mountains are covered with snow. The snow is clear, the clouds are pale, and the sun is cold.

There is no plum blossom jelly dripping from the eaves, a kind of loneliness but not leisure. 6. "Watching the Snow" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty. Sitting and looking deep into the sky, there is a cold light at dusk.

When I feel tired from dancing in the air, I feel lazy, and when the breeze blows, I feel very busy. 2. A complete collection of 300 four-line ancient poems

1. Lu Chai

Wang Wei

No one can be seen in the empty mountain, but the sound of people's voices can be heard.

Returning to the deep forest, the light shines on the moss again.

2. Zhuli Pavilion

Wang Wei

Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and whistling loudly.

People in the deep forest don’t know that the bright moon comes to shine.

3. Farewell

Wang Wei

Let’s see each other off in the mountains, where the sunset covers the firewood.

The spring grass will be green next year, whether the king or the grandson will return

4. Lovesickness

Wang Wei

Red beans grow in the south, how many branches will they sprout when spring comes?

I hope you will pick more, this is the most loved thing

5. "Deer and Firewood"

Author: Wang Wei

No one can be seen in the empty mountain , but hear the sound of people's voices.

The shadow returns into the deep forest and shines again on the moss.

6. Miscellaneous Poems

Wang Wei

You come from your hometown, so you should know about it.

Will the winter plum blossoms bloom in front of the beautiful window tomorrow?

7. Send Cui Jiu

Pei Di

When you return to the mountains, you must see the beauty of the hills and valleys.

Don’t imitate the people from Wuling and travel to Taoyuan for a while.

8. Looking at the remaining snow in Zhongnan

Ancestor Yong

The Yin ridge in Zhongnan is beautiful, and the snow is floating in the clouds.

The forest is showing its bright colors, and the city is getting colder at dusk.

9. Stay in Jiandejiang

Meng Haoran

Moving the boat to Yanzhu, the guests are worried about the new arrival at dusk.

The sky is wide and the trees are low, the river is clear and the moon is close to people.

10. Resentment

Li Bai

The beauty rolled up the bead curtain and sat deep with frowning eyebrows.

But when I see wet tears, I don’t know who I hate? 3. What are the four-character and four-sentence ancient poems?

1. "Dan Ge Xing"

Singing over wine, what a life! Like morning dew, it will be more painful every day when it goes away.

Generosity should be treated with generosity, and worries will be unforgettable. How to relieve worries? Only Du Kang.

Green Zi Jin, my heart is leisurely. But for your sake, I still ponder it.

The deer roars, eating apples in the wild.

I have guests who play the harp and sheng.

It’s as bright as the moon, when can you shake it off? Worry comes from it and cannot be cut off.

The more unfamiliar you are, the more you cross the border, the more you cross the border, the more useless you will be. Qi Kuo talks about Yan, thinking about old kindness.

The moon and stars are sparse, and the black magpie flies south. Three twists and turns around the tree, where is the branch to lean on?

The mountains never get too high and the sea never gets too deep. The Duke of Zhou vomits food, and the world returns to its heart. ——The Han Dynasty: Cao Cao

2. "Dan Ge Xing"

Put wine in the high hall, and sing tragic songs.

Life span is as short as frost.

When the time comes, the flowers are no longer sunny.

The apples are illuminated by the glow of spring, and the orchids are illuminated by the fragrance of autumn.

The days ahead are short and the days gone are long.

I am not happy today because crickets are in the room.

Happiness leads to happiness, sadness leads to separate chapters.

How can I say that I have no feelings, and I am worried about my son forgetting.

My wine is my taste, my food is my taste.

Short songs can be sung, but the long nights are endless. ——Wei and Jin Dynasties: Lu Ji

3. "Three Ming Tonghui·Volume 12·Si Yan Du Bu"

Where is the nature and where is the day after tomorrow? To know where it comes from, You will know where to go. The four pillars are arranged, and the three talents are divided into three parts; the day stem is the main one, and it cooperates with Yuan Chen. Gods and evil spirits are intertwined, and the weight is competing; first observe the moon order, and analyze the patterns in detail. Focusing on the day, specializing in financial officials; distinguishing between high and low, there are many wonderful methods. If it is alone, it is easy to get it, but if it is chaotic, it is difficult to understand; if it is removed, it is easy to stay, and it must be clear. The sun is strong and strong, and the moon is promoted to gain orders; using money as material means that the appearance is positive. .

4. "Binhu Pulsology·Four-Word Essentials"

Qi and blood come first, and the tunnel of blood corresponds to the breath. It resembles the ground of Dharma, the house of blood, the union of heart, and the part of skin. The qi starts from the kidneys and is born in the stomach. The yin in the yang is originally the ying and wei. The yin and blood are responsible for the yin and yang. 5. "Three Ming Tonghui·Volume 12·Si Yan Duibu"

Where is the innate, so is the acquired. If you know where you came from, you will know where you are going. The four pillars are arranged, and the three talents are divided into three parts; the day stem is the main one, and it cooperates with Yuan Chen. Gods and evil spirits collide with each other, and they compete with each other; first observe the moon order, and analyze the patterns in detail. Focusing on the day, specializing in financial officials; distinguishing between high and low, there are many wonderful methods. If it is alone, it is easy to obtain, but if it is chaotic, it is difficult to understand; if it is removed and retained, it is comfortable to match, and the argument must be clear. The sun is strong and strong, and the moon is raised to gain orders; using wealth as a material means being righteous in appearance. 4. Five-character and four-sentence collection of ancient poems

"Jiangnan Spring Quatrains"

Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty

Thousands of miles away, the orioles are singing in the green river, and the water village, mountain, and wine flags are blowing in the wind. There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and there are many towers in the mist.

"Spring Thoughts"

Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

The swallow grass is like blue silk, and the green branches of Qin mulberry are low. When you are pregnant and return home, it is the time when your concubine is heartbroken. If you don't know the spring breeze, why should you enter the Luo curtain?

"Spring Hope"

Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city has deep spring vegetation. The flowers shed tears when I feel grateful, and the birds are frightened by the hatred.

The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold. The white-headed scratches are shorter, and the hairpin is full of lust.

"Spring Stay in Zuo Province"

Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

The flowers are hidden in the wall at dusk, and the birds are chirping. The stars are moving in thousands of households, and the moon is in the sky.

I don’t sleep listening to the golden key, because the wind misses the jade. There will be a seal in the Ming Dynasty. How about the night?

"Lovely Rain on a Spring Night"

Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently.

At night, the clouds are all dark, and the fire on the river boat is only bright. Look at the red and wet place at dawn, the flowers are heavy on the official city.

"Farewell to the Ancient Grass Grass"

Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

When the grass grows in Lili Yuan, it will wither and flourish every year. Wildfires never burn out, but spring breezes blow them again.

The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the deserted city. I sent the king and grandson off again, feeling sad and full of farewell.

"Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake"

Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

North of Gushan Temple and west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low. In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud.

The wild flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves. My favorite lake is the east side of the lake, with its green poplar shade and white sand embankment.

"Lovesickness"

Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

Red beans grow in the southern country, and a few branches will appear in spring. I hope you will pick more of them, this is the most loved thing.

"Spring Dawn"

Tang Meng Haoran

When I sleep in spring, I don't realize the dawn, and I hear the singing of birds everywhere. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and you know how many flowers have fallen.

"Spring Poems"

Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty

When wearing new makeup, it is appropriate to face the Zhulou Tower, deeply locked in the spring scenery and the sorrow of the courtyard. When I walked to the atrium and counted the flowers, dragonflies flew up to the jade and scratched my head.

"Ode to the Willow"

Tang He Zhizhang

The jasper is as high as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down. I don’t know who cuts out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.

"Early Spring Presents Outside Zhang Shiba of the Ministry of Water" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty

The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, but the color of grass looks far away but not up close. The most beautiful thing about spring is that it is better than smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.

"Spring Thoughts"

Huangfu Ran of the Tang Dynasty

The orioles sing and the swallows announce the New Year, and thousands of dragons pile up on the road in Mayi. I live in Hanyuan, a city on the upper floor, and my heart follows the bright moon to Hu Tian.

The brocade in the machine talks about eternal regret, and the flowers on the branches laugh and sleep alone upstairs. In order to ask Yuan Rong Dou's chariots and horses when they will return to Zile Yanran. 5.10 Four-Sentence Ancient Poems

Ancient poetry is a general term for ancient Chinese poetry. In terms of time, it refers to Chinese poetic works before the Opium War in 1840. The Tang Dynasty was the heyday of ancient poetry. Here are 10 four-sentence ancient poems. .

1. The bright moon of the Qin Dynasty is at the pass of the Han Dynasty, and the people who have marched thousands of miles have not yet returned. But the flying generals of Dragon City are here, and Hu Ma is not taught to cross the Yin Mountain.

——Wang Changling's "Out of the Barrier" 2. The luminous cup of grape wine reminds you immediately if you want to drink Pipa. Don't laugh when you are lying drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times.

——Wang Han's "Liangzhou Ci" 3. It looks like a ridge on the side and a peak on the side, with different heights near and far. I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain.

——Su Shi's "Inscription on the West Forest Wall" 4. I never get tired of looking at mountains all day long. I buy mountains and stay in the mountains forever. The flowers on the mountains have fallen and the mountains are still there, and the mountains and rivers are empty and empty.

——Wang Anshi's "Visiting Zhongshan" 5. Jingkou Guazhou is separated by water, and Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains. The spring breeze turns green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again? ——Wang Anshi's "Boancing at Guazhou" 6. Tianmen interrupted the opening of Chujiang River, and the clear water flowed eastward since then.

The green mountains on both sides of the strait stand out from each other, and the lone sail comes from the sun. ——Li Bai's "Looking at Tianmen Mountain" 7. Alone and lonely grass grows beside the stream, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees.

The spring tide brings rain late in the day, and there is no boat crossing the wild river. ——Wei Yingwu's "Chuzhou West Stream" 8. When you asked about the return date, the autumn pond swelled with the rain at night in Bashan.

How can I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan? ——Li Shangyin's "Night Rain Sends to the North" 9. Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is slanted, and there are people living deep in the white clouds.

Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the flowers in February. - Du Mu's "Mountain Travel" 10. The beautiful day brings beauty to the shores of Surabaya, and the boundless scenery is new for a while. It is easy to recognize that in the east wind, there is always spring in a thousand colors.

——Zhu Xi's "Spring Day". 6. A Complete Collection of Ancient Poems of the Four Seasons

1. Spring in the Song Dynasty: Zhu Xi took advantage of the sun to find the beauty of the Surabaya shore, and the boundless scenery was new for a while.

It is easy to recognize the east wind, and it is always spring with its colorful colors. Translation: It’s a beautiful and sunny spring outing on the shores of Surabaya, and the boundless scenery takes on a new look.

Everyone can see the face of spring. The spring breeze blows flowers into bloom and becomes a riot of purple and red. Spring scenery is everywhere. 2. Summer in the Shanting Pavilion in the Tang Dynasty: tall green trees, dense shade and long summer days, with reflections from the towers reflected in the pond.

The crystal curtain moves and the breeze rises, and the roses on the shelves fill the courtyard with incense. Translation: The green trees are lush and the summer is long, and the reflection of the balcony is reflected in the pond.

The water curtains are shaking, the breeze is blowing, and the shelves full of roses are making the courtyard fragrant. 3. Autumn in the mountains in the Tang Dynasty: Wang Weikong After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn came late.

The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows upstream from the rocks. The bamboo noises return to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat.

Let the spring fragrance rest at will, Wang and Sun can leave a translation: The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and the fall of night makes people feel that it is early autumn. The bright moon sheds clear light from the gaps in the pines, and clear spring water flows on the rocks.

The noise in the bamboo forest is thought to be the return of the washer girl, and the swaying of the lotus leaves is thought to be wandering up and down the boat. The fragrance of spring may as well be allowed to fade away, but the kings and grandsons of the mountains in autumn can stay for a long time.

4. Jiang Xue Tang Dynasty: Liu Zongyuan birds flew away from thousands of mountains, and all traces of people disappeared. A man with a coir raincoat in a lone boat, fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.

Translation: All the mountains, the birds are all cut off; all the roads, no trace of human beings. In a lonely boat on the river, the fisherman wears a raincoat and a hat; fishing alone, he is not afraid of ice and snow.

5. Spring Dawn Meng Haoran slept in spring without realizing the dawn, and heard the singing of birds everywhere. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and you know how many flowers have fallen.

Translation: I was too sleepy in spring to realize that it was already dawn, and what disturbed my deep sleep was the chirping bird. There was constant wind and rain last night. I wonder how many of the beautiful spring flowers were blown down? .

7. Looking for 5 ancient poems each describing the four seasons

1. Poems about spring: "Spring Dawn" Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty went to sleep in spring without waking up to dawn. He heard the singing of birds everywhere. The sound of wind and rain at night, how many flowers fell. "Ode" "Willow" Tang He Zhizhang's jasper made up a tree as high as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down. I don't know who cut out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. "Spring Night Happy Rain" Tang Du Fu knows the season when it rains, and spring will happen. Sneak into the night with the wind , Moisturizing things silently. The wild paths are dark with clouds, and the fire on the river boats is only bright. At dawn, I look at the red wet place, and the flowers are heavy in Jinguancheng. "Peach Blossoms of Dalin Temple" The beauty of April in Tang Bai Juyi's world is gone, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple begin to bloom. Everlasting Regret There is no place to look for when spring returns, and I don’t know where to turn. "Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake" Tang Bai Juyi North Jia Pavilion of Gushan Temple, the water surface is initially level and the clouds are low. There are several early orioles vying for the warm trees, and the new swallows peck at the spring mud. The wild flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and only the shallow grass can have no horse hooves. The favorite lake is not enough eastward, the green trees are shaded by the white sand embankment. Su Shi in the Song Dynasty has three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the spring river is warm. When the pufferfish is about to come out. "Visiting the Garden Isn't Worth It" Song Ye Shaoweng Ying took pity on his clogs and his teeth were covered with green moss, and the door of the small button firewood could not be opened for a long time. The garden was full of spring scenery and could not be closed, and a branch of red apricot came out of the wall. "Spring Day" Song Zhu Xi looked for fragrance on the perfect day. On the shore of Surabaya, the boundless scenery is new for a while. It is easy to recognize that in the east wind, it is always spring with its colorful colors. "Recalling Jiangnan·Jiangnan is Good" Tang Bai Juyi remembers that Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is old and familiar. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. Can Don’t remember Jiangnan? When I recall the south of the Yangtze River, the most memorable one is Hangzhou. Looking for osmanthus seeds in the middle of the moon in the mountain temples, watching the tide on my pillow in the county pavilion. When will I visit again? Reminiscing about the south of the Yangtze River, and then recalling the palace of Wu. A glass of Wu wine with spring bamboo leaves, Wu children dancing with drunken hibiscus. Will we meet again sooner or later? 2. Poems about summer: "Summer Night Sigh" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. The sun will never fade, the steaming heat poisons my intestines. The wind blows thousands of miles away, blowing my clothes. The bright moon rises in the sky, and the dense forest spreads the light. The bitterness of midsummer The night is short, open the xuan to enjoy the slight coolness. You can see the slender details in the imaginary light, and the feathers and insects are also flying. Things are not big or small, they adapt to their own conditions. Thinking of Hogos, guarding the frontier in the poor years. Why do we look at each other after a wash? There was a fight in the evening, and the noise reached thousands of directions. Although the body was bruised and purple, it was better to return home early. Beicheng was sad, and the storks were flying. The situation became more troublesome and tired, and the intense thoughts were healthy. "First Summer" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty In Mengxia, everything is nourishing, and the flora and fauna are in good condition for a while. The elk rejoice in the deep forest, and the insects and snakes rejoice in abundant grass. The flying birds love the dense leaves, and the swimming scales rejoice in the new algae. Where the heaven and the peace leave it, I am alone and withered. I am in the end of the world, and all my flesh and blood are far away. Old There is no one coming to the country, and there are so many soldiers. What's the use of being worried? It's better to relax your body and mind and let nature create. There are many fine wines in Xunyang, which can make the cup not dry. The fish is as cheap as mud, and the moxibustion is useless. Early in the morning, I went to the temple to eat in the morning, and got drunk on the island in the lake at dusk. Why return to my hometown? No one passes by, only dragonflies and butterflies fly. "Little Pond" Song Yang Wanli Spring silently cherishes the trickle, the shade of the trees shines on the water and loves the clear and soft water. The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it. "Out of Jingci Temple at Dawn "Farewell to Lin Zifang" Song Yang Wanli After all, in June, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that of the four seasons. The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are particularly red. "Drunken Book at Wanghu Tower on June 27" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty Black Clouds The mountains are not covered by ink, and white raindrops jump into the boat. The ground wind blows away suddenly, and the water below the Wanghu Tower is like the sky. "Unknown Miscellaneous Poems" Ming Shi Naian's red sun is scorching like fire, and the fields and rice are half withered. Farmer's heart The inside is like soup, and the princes and grandsons are shaking their fans. 3. Poems about autumn: "Remembering the Shandong Brothers on September 9th" Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty was a stranger in a foreign land, and he missed his relatives even more during the festival. He knew where his brothers climbed from afar, and inserted them all over the place. There is one less dogwood person. "Mountain Travel" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty, the stone path on the cold mountain is sloping, and there are people living in the white clouds. I parked my car and sat in love with the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the flowers in February. "To Liu Jingwen" Su Shi of the Song Dynasty has no rain cover anymore. , the chrysanthemums are still there, but there are proud frost branches. You must remember the good times of the year, it is the time when oranges are yellow and oranges are green. "Mountain Dwelling in the Dark Autumn" After the new rain in the Kongshan Mountain by King Wei of the Tang Dynasty, the weather comes late in autumn. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear springs flow up the rocks. The bamboos are noisy. Returning to Huannu, the lotus moves off the fishing boat. The spring fragrance rests at will, and the king and grandson can stay. "Ode to the Dusk River" Tang Bai Juyi A setting sun spreads over the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red. Poor night of the third day of September, the dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow. 4. Poems about winter: "Snow on the River" by Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty. Birds flew away from thousands of mountains, and all traces of people were wiped out. A man in a boat and a man in a coir raincoat fished alone in the cold snow in the cold river. "Farewell to Dongda" Tang Gaoshi, thousands of miles away, yellow clouds are white, and the north wind blows Wild geese are snowing one after another. Don’t worry about being ignorant in the future. No one in the world doesn’t know you. "Ode to Plum Blossoms" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty. There are several plum blossoms in the corner of the wall, and Ling Han blooms alone. You know it is not snow, only the faint fragrance comes. "Snow Plum" In the Song Dynasty, the plum blossoms and snow on Meipo slope refused to fall in spring, so the poet spent money on writing and commenting. The plum blossoms were less white than the snow, but the snow lost some of the fragrance of the plum blossoms. "Winter Pastoral Miscellaneous" Song Fancheng took a boat to watch the snow-capped mountains and the clear wind, the wind was still and it was a cold night Geng Ning. "Song of White Snow Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital" Tang Cen Shen's north wind blows the white grass on the ground, and it's snowing in August. Suddenly, like a spring breeze coming overnight, thousands of pear blossoms bloom, scattering into the bead curtains and wet curtains. The fox fur is not warm and the brocade quilt is thin. The general's horns and bows cannot be controlled, and the armor of the guards is too cold. The vast sea is hundreds of feet of ice, and the gloomy clouds are thousands of miles away. The Chinese army prepares wine for the guests to return, and the fiddles, pipas and qiang flutes come to the camp gate one after another in the dusk snow. The wind blows and the red flag does not flip even if it is frozen. I see you off at the east gate of Luntai. When you leave, the mountain road is covered with snow. You are nowhere to be seen on the winding road, and there is a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow. 8. What are the four-sentence ancient poems

1. "Climbing the Stork Tower"

Tang Dynasty: Wang Zhihuan

The white sun covers the mountains and the Yellow River flows in ocean current.

If you want to see a thousand miles away, take it to the next level.

Translation:

The setting sun slowly sinks against the Western Mountains, and the mighty Yellow River rushes toward the East China Sea. If you want to see enough of the thousands of miles of scenery, you have to climb to a higher tower.

2. "Spring Dawn"

Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran

When I sleep in spring, I don't realize the dawn, and I hear the singing of birds everywhere.

The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen.

Translation:

In the spring, I was so insatiable that I didn’t realize it was dawn. What disturbed my deep sleep was the chirping bird. There was constant wind and rain last night. I wonder how many of the beautiful spring flowers were blown down?

3. "Two Poems on Going Out of the Fortress·One"

Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling

The bright moon of Qin Dynasty and the Pass of Han Dynasty, the people who marched thousands of miles have not returned.

But the flying generals of Dragon City are here, and Huma is not taught to cross the Yin Mountains.

If Wei Qing, the flying general of Dragon City, was still here, the Xiongnu would never be allowed to go south to herd horses across the Yin Mountains.

4. "Thoughts on a Quiet Night"

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown.

Translation:

The bright moonlight shines on the window paper in front of the bed, as if there is a layer of frost on the ground. I couldn't help but raise my head and look at the bright moon in the sky outside the window that day. I couldn't help but lower my head and think about my hometown far away.

5. "Quequatrains"

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

Two orioles sang in the green willows, and a row of egrets climbed into the blue sky.

The window contains the snow of Qianqiu in Xiling, and the door is docked with a ship thousands of miles away from Dongwu.

Translation:

Two orioles sang gracefully among the green willow trees, and a neat group of egrets soared into the blue sky. Sitting in front of the window, I can see the snow that never melts all year round on the west ridge, and the ships from Soochow, thousands of miles away, are moored in front of the door.